As we walk to the bus stop, I take a peek at Craig's deathdate. I know it's years and years from now, but deep down I fear that one day it'll suddenly drop and he'll die sooner than I've planned for.

"Hey, you checking me out?" He asks, nudging me with his elbow.

"Hm?"

"You've been staring at me. Not that I mind."

"Sorry, I'm just... y'know." I shrug.

Craig chuckles.

"Yeah, I know."

We reach the bus stop, where Jimmy Valmer, Clyde Donovan, Token Black and Butters Stotch are stood. They are all chatting enthusiastically, Butters waving his arms around and talking so loud he's almost screaming.

"Hey guys." I wave.

"Oh! Tweek, hey," Token grins, "we were just talking about how Mr Adler looks like he's growing his hair out and we were imagining him with a pony tail."

The image of our shop class teacher with a pony tail pops into my mind and I burst out laughing.
It takes craig a few more seconds, but soon all of us are doubled over with laugher, making passers-by stare at us, concerned.

Right when we're settling down, the bus pulls up on the sidewalk and Mr Adler is sat on one of the front rows, which makes us all crack up again.

We head to the back of the bus, where Cartman's gang used to sit before they got banned by Mr. Adler, where Kevin Stoley and Jason White are already sat.
Jason removes his headphones and moves over in his seat so Clyde can sit next to Kevin.

"What's the joke?" Kevin asks, putting his manga into his backpack.

"Adler with a ponytail." Butters giggles, sitting beside Jason.

Jason and Kevin laugh.

I sit down on the aisle seat of the penultimate row so I can turn around to face my friends. Craig takes the seat opposite and I catch him watching me a few times over the journey.

"Hey, you checking me out?" I echo his words from earlier.

Craig grins at me and nudges my foot with his.

"Hey, wanna cut class today?" He asks.

It's quite an unusual question for Craig, as he hates being even two minutes late, but I've got Geography today and it's my least favourite lesson so I'm not going to deny his offer.

"Sure." I grin.

We wait until the bus stops outside of Henrietta Biggle's house and then we leg it, ignoring Mr Adler's shouts and the cheers of our fellow students. We run until the bus is out of our sights and all we can see is snow.

"Where do you wanna go?" I ask.

Craig hums in thought, then takes my hand and starts dragging me towards town.