Tweeks P.O.V.~

Could you blame me for doing what I did when I was young?

What about when I got drunk?

And when I cried all night calling for you?

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I woke up with a spark of fear deep in my heart as I sat up, yawning softly for a second. My eyes flickering, I subconsciously flicked my hand out to turn off my alarm clock and I sat up, out of bed. My green eyes flickered as I gently got to my feet from the bed I laid down in and dreamed peacefully.
I can't remember the dream now, in fact. I rack my brain awaiting a memory but I only come up with empty dialogue that I can't make sense out of.
I sigh quietly and just stretch quickly, popping my back with a twitch. I dizzily go to my closet, feeling light headed from getting up so fast as I open up the door.
I grab a green button up and a white sweater that I knew was too big on me, closing the door again and going to my drawers and pulling out white skinny jeans.
I peel off my nightwear and throw it to the side softly, hearing it land with a soft thud in the corner of my room as I get dressed. I go to my bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.
'Twitchy'
'Druggy'
'Stupid'
'Son of a who-'
My thoughts cut off as I forced myself to turn on the faucet and brush my teeth, grabbing for a green brush afterwards and trying to comb my messed up hair, failing.
A sigh left my mouth and I place the brush down, looking at myself in the mirror again. Dark circles were under my eyes and a bruise covered part of my cheek from falling over into a wall.
I had moved to SouthPark a week ago, and today would be my first day of school. I'm glad we could move, honestly, but I'm also mortally terrified for going to school. So many new people, ew.
I grab my bag as I pass it along with my phone from my bedside table, heading down the stairs of the house. I look around and see no one, so I head to the fridge and see a note.
'Had to go on a business trip for a couple of days with your father. Will be back Friday, dinner is in the fridge -
Mom.'
I take the note off the fridge and set it on the counter and I sigh to see breakfast on the table I take the plate and just throw the food away, knowing I would never be able to actually eat it.
I look at my phone and my eyes widen as I see the time. 7:30. The bus came at 7:35. I dart outside and run as fast as I run down the slippery sidewalk. I see the bus just as it leaves as I round the corner and I groan inwardly.
Guess I'm walking.
Eyes closing softly I look after the bus and pull out my phone. I go to my GPS and put in SouthPark High, sighing to see how long of a walk it was.
I start walking, and as I make my way to the school I kept my head down. I didn't want any attention directed to me. I feel my feet crunch in the snow and I tucked my sweater.
I finally get to school, 10 minutes late. I'm glad I at least got my schedule early and a tour of the school. Huffing, I go inside the building, and start looking around for my class. I finally found it and I gently put a hand on the door handle and take a deep breath before I step inside the classroom.
I felt 20+ pairs of eyes on me, and I freeze like a deer in the headlights. My ear block out noise before I heard a loud "MR. TWEAK!" from the teacher, and I jerk out of my frozen posture. "GAH! Y-Yesir?" I said a bit too loudly. Mr. Yellow, my Science teacher glared at me with angry eyes and I coward under his gaze before he looking up to the seats. "Sit next to Me. Tucker and keep it down until class is dismissed.
" Yesir!" I say quickly and look around
"Uhm....w-who's GAH Mr. Tucker...?" I asked quietly and the teacher yelled out "TUCKER. RAISE YOUR HAND." I see a boy in a blue hat with a yellow puff ball raise up his hand and I instantly thought 'Well, this is going to suck.' As I make my way to this 'Mr. Tucker'.
I sit down hesataintly, placing my bag down next to me as I haven't been assigned a locker yet. I felt a glare on me and my eyes flicker upwards, meeting angered blue ones. I tensed, and looked away quickly, pulling out my notepad. I sat straight, feeling a cool air around me as the guy sitting next to me leaned over, and he hissed "what's your name?"
He seemed to be very passive aggressive? Maybe? I didn't answer for too long I guess as I felt him kick me under the table. I hissed, and gently whispered back "Gah, U-Uhm...Tweek Tweak" I answered, and the guy nodded, pulling away.
I looked back at my desk, tracing a hand over the various markings.
'Daylen Was Hear' Bad spelling, wow.
'Call me!' And then a number I couldn't decipher
And a drawing.
This was an old desk then, I guessed. I sighed softly, and I leaned my head on my hand, green eyes glinting as I looked up to the board. This was going to be a longer day then I thought.
I wasn't looking forward to this new school, and I wasn't looking forward to this town. Maybe if I day dream my way through the day it might be better? I don't know, maybe it would work?
Sooner then I would've liked, the Bell rang. I literally jumped, falling out of my seat and on to the cold floor. Great. I put a hand to my head, hearing a bunch of snickering from students around me. Anxiety washed over me, and I opened my green eyes. A hand was being held out to me. Tuckers? I guess I hesatated too long because I heard a "Well, are you going to get up or just stay on the damn floor?" I made a stupid squeaking sound, and quickly grabbed his hand, pulling myself up from the cold floor. "T-thank-" I got cut off by a annoyed voice saying "Shut up" before the Raven-haired male brushed past me, leaving me wide-eyed, turning to look at him.