Gay or Metro [metro-tweek-tweak]
I bit my lip softly as I looked into the mirror. One last flick of my comb and my hair was perfectly styled into a wave flowing to the ride side. I pulled at the pink sweater that cut off just above my belly button. Looking back into the mirror I nodded with determination. This is what I wanted, this is who I am. With that set in mind I swung my backpack quickly over my shoulders and stumbled out of the house. The walk to school was definitely interesting, ever since metrosexuality had died down because of the crab people stuff like this went back to beingā¦ strange. I moved my feet faster, hoping to avoid some of the gazes that the locals were shoving my way.
Eventually I saw the school and a breath of relief left my lips. Seeing a bright pink jacket in the distance I raised my had and waved.
āTweek!ā I said, walking and waving at the same time towards the other blonde.
Tweek hummed lightly as he made his way to class, he got use to all the stares, soon enough no one stared at him anymore. He stopped a bit to fix a clip in his hair to keep his bangs out of his face. He liked dressing like this since they first did when they were small, when Highschool started he started dressing as a metrosexual. He hated the stares and all the whispering about him but his friends helped him a lot through it.
He started to walk again as he made it to school, he stopped when he heard his name get called out. He turned around noticing a other blonde in pink āB-Butteres?ā¦ Is that you?ā He smiled looking at him closely, it was a huge surprise to see someone else dress like him āY-You look really cute!ā
I smiled brightly when he noticed who I was, continuing to walk over to him. When he mentioned that I was cute my face grew a slight shade of pink. Lowering my head and shaking it, hoping to shake the blush off my face, I lifted my head back up and smiled.
āT-thankyou i decided to finally try thisā¦ i-t feels great,ā I said, accent thick on my lips. It was going to be so great having someone else like me in the school. Maybe itāll help with the stares, I hope so. Pulling at the straps on my bag I heard the bell ring loudly.
Tweek smiled when he walked over, he looked at him closer, he did look cute dress how he was, it was different āI-Im glad you like it, it suits you tooā He looked over at the school as the hell rang āW-We should get to class, if you need anyone to talk to, I-Iām here, its always hard on the first dayā
He made his way into the school as he walked next to the other āG-Give it a month or two and the stares stop. Itās not bad having someone else dressing the same wayā He smiled as he headed to the first class.
I blushed again when he told me it suited me. Itās the first kind of good compliment I got all day itās just natural to react this was right? I nodded my head slowly and followed along next to him. When he said something about the stares I smiled biting my lip.
āItās fineā¦ I was kind of expecting it. I hope what you say is still true though,ā I said as we approached our home room class.
Tweek nodded āW-Well now there two thereās probably be more whisper and stares if we stand near each otherā He shrugged a bit as he made it to his seat āIt will probably die out after a while anywayā
He smiled at the other as he out his things on the desk, getting ready for the class to start.
I smiled back at the other boy. It was really great to have someone else like him at school, hopefully I can get through the day without too much trouble. When I heard heavy footsteps my eyes widened as I knew exactly who they were coming from. I kept my head down, hoping he wouldnāt notice my presence.. that boy was Eric Cartman.
