A/N: If anyone is offended by the racism in this chapter, then I sincerely apologise.
I would also again like to thank everyone who reviewed.
I walked hand in hand with Token the next morning, into the school building, only for us to be forcefully ripped apart by my brother Kevin.
"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded, even though Kevin is almost twenty, he is still in high school with the rest of us.
"What do you mean?" I asked with slight irritation, it takes a lot to get me mad, but when that happens, watch out.
"Dad said you can't hang out with this ni-"
"KEVIN!" Wendy gasped out, obviously knowing what he was about to say.
My eyes then drifted over to Token who had his hands balled up into fists, and he was looking at Kevin with dark eyes full of hate.
"Just shut up Kevin." I growled, gently grabbing Token's arm and pulling him away from my brother.
"I can't believe him, I really can't believe him." He said through gritted teeth as he shook with anger.
"Me neither, I knew Kevin was a dumb-shit, but I never knew he was that dumb." I said, shaking my head. I then started to kiss Token, when I am interrupted by Cartman.
"Oh my god you guys! You will never believe what I saw!" He exclaimed huffily, out of breath from running the like ten feet over here.
"What?" I asked, even though I really didn't care, I figured it would help Token get his mind off of what Kevin said.
"I saw Damien Thorne and Christophe DeLorne kissing behind the school." He huffed.
"Nu uh." Kyle, who had made it over here with Stan, said in disbelief.
"No, it's true you guys! I saw it, you can ask Butters." Cartman said as his face turned even redder than it already was.
"Nu uh." Kyle said again.
"Yes huh you butt-fuckin Jew! Go see for yourself if you don't believe me." Cartman snapped.
Token rolled his eyes and started walking away, I decided to follow him, if you've seen one Cartman/Kyle fight, you've seen them all.
"Hey guys." Clyde greeted us, walking over with Craig and Tweek at his heels. Ever since Token and I started dating, I began hanging out with his group of friends more and more.
"Hey Clyde." I greeted him back, also nodding my head towards Craig and Tweek in greeting.
Like they always did, Craig just flipped me off, and Tweek spazzed. With all that caffeine and anxiety the guy deals with, I'm surprised he hasn't had a heart attack yet.
"What's wrong Craig, you look perturbed." Token asked. I had no idea what that word meant, Token was always using big fancy words.
"Some chucklehead confused me with Marsh AGAIN! I don't understand why people are getting us confused ALL the time! So what if we both have black hair, light coloured eyes, and love the colour blue? Those are the only similarities between us." Craig snapped, probably using his allotted showing of emotion for the whole week.
I could understand Craig's frustration. Even though they hardly looked alike, Stan was 5'8 with a muscular build and a square face, whereas Craig was about 6'3 with a lankier build, and a more soft jawline, people still got them confused.
"You think that's bad? People keep confusing me with Eric Cartman." Clyde said with a shudder.
"Oh wow, okay, you win." Craig said, putting his hand on Clyde's shoulder. A small look passed between them, it made me wonder if maybe they were together. I then shook my head, no, that's silly, Clyde's with Maria, a girl who recently moved here from Mexico, according to Clyde, she made the best damn tacos he ever tasted.
We stood there and chatted for a few more minutes until the bell finally rang to officially start the day.
"I'll see you in art class." I told Token, art is the first class we have together, before kissing him softly.
"I love you." He said as he kissed me back.
"I love you too." I said, as I started to walk away, I turned back to look at his retreating form as it got smaller and smaller as he walked down the hall-way. I knew he had his first class with Kevin, and I just hoped neither of them would end up getting hurt.