Chapter Three
Kyle's Point of View
I look up at the clock, it reads 1:40. I look at the board, the teacher and then back to the clock, it's still 1:40. Of course it is Kyle, you may be smart but even Einstein couldn't figure out a way to make time speed up, well actually I don't think he ever tried, it being impossible and all. I'm currently sat in history, we're learning about Stalin at the moment and I'm loving it, in fact I'm loving it so much that I've already read on ahead in the text book. As a result I've already learnt and taken notes on everything we're being taught today.
"Now before Stalin could take complete control he needed to get rid of his opposition," explained the teacher. Yes, this was known as the defeat of the left and of the right! "This was known as the defeat of the left and of the right," continued Mr Madison.
I decide that I'm going to relax and zone out, I take this as a chance to think about what happened at lunchtime concerning Kenny, he was acting very odd: sweating and looking around all the time, he also seemed to have a panic attack when Stan approached. Recently Kenny has been hiding under the hood of his jacket like he used to when we were kids and he wore that orange parka. When we were all around 14 years of age Kenny finally ditched wearing one, that's when I realised how gorgeous he was! Like Stan he has big blue eyes, a slightly lighter shade, however Kenny's eyes have a hypnotising quality, he can purge different emotions from someone just by looking at them, for example he always manages to score himself some of my lunch with use of the puppy dog eyes! Kenny's beauty doesn't just stop at his eyes he also has the most amazing mop of blond hair I've ever seen, dishevelled and thick, really framing his eyes. Listen to me I sound like I'm besotted, which most certainly isn't true, I may have fancied him at one point but that's way in the past.
I look around the classroom and notice Cartman listening to the teacher intently, a manner that would be shocking in any other lesson, however for some reason he adores History, (it probably has something to do with all the violence, misery and the fact we're learning about a dictator.) Cartman looks different than he used to, he's still carrying loads of excess weight but he seems to have grown into it in the most awesome way, when I look at him now I don't see him as a fat ass... I see his tall physique and broad shoulders; I also can't help but notice his muscular arms, arms which would have the ability to both protect and destroy someone. Cartman really enjoys weightlifting; I know this because I happened to be with him the day he bought his first set of weights, I remember cruelly stating: 'they won't help you drop the pounds fatass; they'll only add more on!' Obviously it was never his intention to lose any weight; he just wanted to become stronger, I think being in Cartman's arms would be the most thrilling but dangerous thing I could ever do. What, I don't want to be in his arms, obviously I don't want that ass hole touching me in any way! (That's right just keep telling yourself that Kyle.) I let out a big sigh; I think I'm going crazy.
My mind suddenly bursts back into reality as I see the teacher looking over at me expectantly.
"Well then Mr Broflovski, who do you want to be paired with?" asks Mr Madison.
"Cartman," I blurt out before I realise what I've done.
"Eric Cartman?" Well what can I say now, I have no idea what's going on and it would be ridiculous to change my answer.
"Yes."
"Is that alright with you Eric?"
"Yes," replies Cartman.
"Right, you two will be doing a project on how the mistakes and miscalculations of others allowed Stalin to rise to power. Mr Donovan, who do you wish to be paired with?"
Eric's Point of View
I look over at Kyle with a blank expression on my face, one that hides the burning emotion I feel inside.