I shut off my alarm. I was up all night thinking, it's not like it weird for me to be up all night.

I don't want to go to school. I don't want to deal with anyone there. Craig probably already spread my secret around to everyone.

"Mom? Can I stay home?" I ask as I get my coffee.

"You're not sick, so you can go to school sweetie." I sigh and grab my bag, "Have a good day, Tweek."

When I got to school, Clyde was already at my locker. He was just waiting for me to get there.

I walked over to my locker, trying to ignore him. "Not even a 'hello,' huh?" He says.

"Hi, C-Clyde." He smiles. I bet he heard about my secret and is going to make fun of me. I'm just waiting for it.

"What type of coffee, you got there, freak?" I look over at him. He glance at my eyes to my thermos. I feel my twitching getting worse.

He reaches over and snatches my thermos from my hands. I can't do much to stop him. I'm so helpless. I hate it.

He takes of the lid and dumps it over my head. It burns my face and eyes. I bring my hand up to cover my face, when he throws the thermos at me. It hits me on my forehead and bounces to the floor.

I put my hand over the spot. It stings, I can feel coffee from my hair leaking into the gash that was left there.

"Faggot," he remarks and laughs as he walks away. I feel tears prick my eyes.

Just get the day over with, already.

I open my locker and put my bag in there. I pick up my thermos and there's a dent in the side.

"Hey! Tweek!" I hear a voice call. I don't look over. I cover up the gash on my forehead and throw the thermos in my locker.

I run away from my locker, hearing someone calling for me.