A/N: In this chapter there will be butchered Italiano. I'm not fluent at all in the language, I'm sorry about that.
Also, more racism.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading.
I walked into my Italiano I class, trying to ignore the glare that Kevin gave me as soon as I stepped through the door. In our school, we had a choice between four foreign language classes, Italian, French, Spanish, and German. Most of the girls, and Christophe, all took French class. At first I didn't understand why someone who already knew French would take the class, until I was told that he was doing it to get an easy A, it all made sense after that. Cartman obviously was in the German class, along with Butters and Kenny. Clyde, because they had tacos in class a lot, had chosen to take Spanish.
"Ciao." Craig greeted me when I walked towards my desk, it is required that if we want to freely talk, we must do it in Italian. A lot of people who don't know much Italian think that ciao means goodbye, however, it actually means both hello and goodbye.
"Ciao, come stai?" I asked. (Hello, how are you? Informal)
"Mi sento una merda, tu?" Craig said. (I feel like shit, you? Informal)
"Craig!" Signora Rossi snapped.
"Bene, grazie." (Fine, thanks) I said as I sat down in my seat, trying to hide my smile as Signora Rossi ranted at Craig in Italian, half of which I didn't understand.
"Hey Little Black Sambo." Kevin leered at me as Signora Rossi's back was turned.
"You're supposed to be speaking Italian." I snapped, ignoring his childish name calling.
"Well, you're not speaking Italian." He snapped back; good point.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the front of the class, only to have Kevin pull my hair, hard.
"What was that about?" I snapped, earning glances from most of the students in the class.
"Italiano, per favore." (Italian, please) Signora Rossi said to us.
"After class." Kevin hissed in my ear.
The rest of the class was us doing doing an assignment over the colours. Last week, we had learned about words like, fat, thin, short, tall, which left Kyle calling Cartman 'grasso' at every turn. The other boy never caught on that the word meant fat, so he just stood there looking confused, which was pretty funny.
After Itliano I ended, I started making my way towards Science class, only to be pushed roughly from behind.
"What the hell was that about!?" I yelled when I saw Kevin looming over me. He got down on his knees and leaned in real close to my face.
"Stay the hell away from Kenny, or there will be hell to pay." He said with a look of pure hatred in his eyes that sent a fear like I hadn't ever felt through me.
I honestly did not know what to do, I loved Kenny, with all my heart, but his brother also seemed like the type who would kill me if I didn't do what he said. After Kevin walked off, I stood up and continued my journey to Science class, confused as hell on what to do.