《Astounded || Creek ✓》[ chapter 5 : cocky af ]
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Tweek's POV :
Wendy dragged me into her car. "It's okay Tweek! We are gonna have a girl's night. Let's drop by your house some clothes," she said.
"Wendy you do know that I just like to crossdress and act feminine but I still identify as a boy," I clarify.
Wendy nodded, "I know! But do boys do face masks and sleepover activities? No, they don't Tweek. All they do is create sex tapes with each other."
I laughed, "Oh my god Wendy! Ngh, who should we invite?" She shrugged, "I don't know, I'll invite Bebe? You can invite Butters."
I texted Butters as soon as she said his name.
Of course, who else am I gonna invite to this sleepover?
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Tweek is typing...
Tweek : sleepover at wendys?
Butters :3 is typing...
Butters :3 : pick me up at my house around 6:30
Tweek is typing...
Tweek : fosho
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"Alright what's the directions to your house again," Wendy asked. "Ju-just go straight," I said. "God I can't believe Craig dumped you, over text! What an asshole," Wendy screamed.
She continued talking, "We're going out for a dinner. Why did he break up with you again?"
I started to tear up, "he cheated on me with Kenny." "I-it hurts. L-lik-like my hear-heart hu-hurts," I continued. Wendy stomped on the breaks, "DON'T CRY OVER HIM TWEEK! HE WAS AN IGNORANT PRICK! Just wait for tonight, it will be the best!"
I smiled and wiped my tears. "Thank you, your one of my close friends," I continued wiping my tears. "Tweek your one of the sweetest people I know but please DO NOT CRY OVER SOMEONE WORTH YOUR TEARS," Wendy pleaded.
I nodded and pointed at my house, "That's my house right there. Do we have practice tomorrow?" "Not sure.. most likely so you can wash your uniform and clothes at my house," Wendy said.
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I got out of her car and rushed into my house. "Mom, Dad," I called out. "Yes honey," My mom answered. I went into the kitchen, "Can I crash at Wendy's for the night?" She nodded, "Sure sweetie but make sure to text me. Plus don't ditch school or else!"
I kissed her on the cheek and ran upstairs.
I shoved my outfit for school tomorrow (a white shirt, burgundy cardigan, grey high knee socks, and a black tennis skirt) and three dresses. Then I shoved my toothbrush and hairbrush into the bag, along with my other necessities. I ran down the stairs, "Bye mom I love you!"
I closed the door and ran back to Wendy's car.
"Aren't you quick. You sure you got everything? We're gonna pick up Bebe then Butters," Wendy asked. I nodded, "Let me tell Butters we're on her way and Bebe." "Make a group chat", Wendy squealed.
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Tweek is typing...
Tweek : we're on our way whores
Butters :3 is typing...
Butters :3 : what else should i pack just incase
Tweek is typing...
Tweek : we're going to dinner
Bebe is typing...
Bebe : alright
Tweek is typing...
Tweek : Bebe we're already outside.
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Bebe swung open Wendy's door, "Hellooo! What's the special occasion?" "Craig broke up with Tweek," Wendy answered. "Give me the aux cord! Tweek you shouldn't waste tears on someone not worth it!" Bebe demanded. "Already told him," Wendy says while stomping the gas pedal.
"Hey, cocky as fuck, Everything 'bout me poppin', Got face, I got body
You name it, I got it, Cocky as fuck
Bitch you know I'm conceited"
Wendy blasted her radio. My ears kept ringing and I could feel vibrations going through my body. We got to Butters's house and we yelled his name like 5000 times.
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"You guys are so loud! My parents were fussing and yelling at me," Butters opened the car door.
"Fuck your parents!" Wendy yelled. "Fuck this shit!" Bebe yelled. Butters and I started to snap too, we all did. "Fuck Kenny McCormick!", Butters yelled. I took a deep breath, "Fuck Craig Tucker!" "Fuck it all!" Wendy screamed. "Fuck it all! Fuck it all! Fuck it all!", We all began to chant.
Music was roaring into my eardrums. It was a stress-free moment. We all continued laughing and chanting while Wendy drove to her house.
We finally arrived. We all burst into laughter one more time before entering her room.
"Alright, where should we go to eat," Wendy asked. I shrugged, "Dude I have no money at all." "Yeah, I wouldn't be able to pay for a fancy dinner," Butters began to spoke.
Bebe smirked, "Let's just say I got my allowance. Let's all eat at Buca De Faggoncini."
We all turned our heads, "What?"
Wendy shook her head, "Whatever, this is our night! Stress-free night. Lets just all get ready."
She walked over to her speaker and connected more r&b music. We all began to get ready for our formal dinner out.
We walked out of Wendy's car and entered Buca De Faggoncini. I wore a short ditsy light green dress with white flowers all over. The straps that laid on my shoulders were tied into cute little bows. I adjusted my glasses, "Where should we si-sit?"
Butters looked around and sat at a booth.
Across from us, we can see a curly red hair girl. She had tattoos all over her arms. Sitting across from her at the table we saw a familiar male figure with raven black hair.
All of us we're talking about what we could do once we got to Wendy's house. We were also talking about senior activities and our final rally. Until my phone buzzed.
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Butters :3 is typing...
Butters :3 : why is Craig sitting across from us.
Bebe is typing...
Bebe : who the fuck is he with?
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I gasped and looked at both of them. Then we all looked at the redheads direction.
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i love making this story so spicy omg
-rikka
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