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“This is Karkat Vantas. He moved from the Dominican Republic. We’re all going to be very nice to Karkat. He’s still learning English. Say hello, Karkat.”
The kid didn’t say anything.
“Say hola, Karkat.”
“Hola.”
“You can sit down anywhere. Sit. Down. How about over there, next to Terezi?”
He was not in the mood for this. Two days since they got unpacked and already he had to go to la estupida escuela where he knew nobody and everyone looking at him like he’s un pollo or something in the middle of el ciudad. And he gotta sit next to la niña del dragón with her stupid hat? No. Nuh-uh.
Sitting down and already the girl up in his face.
“Me llamo Terezi. That’s all I know. That’s all the Spanish I know.”
He didn’t know part of that but he gets it. She was trying to make friends or something. She could go try with some white boys, he didn’t give a damn. Could she even see?
“You see?”
“No. I’ve been blind since I turned six and I got into a really bad accident but that was two years ago so I’m healthy now!”
“Healthy?”
“I am…okay. Good. Alive.”
“Si, I got it.” He opened his bag and got out a pencil.
“You need a piece of paper?”
“Goodbye.”
“I’m not leaving.”
“Adios, it’s over.”
“You don’t know that much English do you? Are you trying to say go away?”
“Adios!”
“Calm down, I’m just joking.” She leaned onto his desk. The teacher was talking about something like…shapes or something. He didn’t get it.
“I could teach you English, you know?”
“No.”
“Come on! It’ll be way fun! My name is Terezi Pyrope!”
“Your name is Terezi.”
“You rolled the r, that’s so cool! Can you smile?”
He scowled more.
“Actually you don’t roll the r in my name though. But it’s cool, it sounds like growling! Like a dragon. I love dragons. Do you know about dragons?”
“You have…dragon…on your…sweater.”
“Oh on my hoodie?” She patted her front. “Yeah, I know. Can you tell me what you look like?”
“Dominican.”
“No not where you’re from. What color are your eyes? Is your skin really a different color?”
“Terezi! Leave him alone.” The teacher said.
“His skin is brown like a walnut or something!” another girl said, this one with fancy hair. She was tall.
“Kana-yaaaaaa, that’s a lie! It’s more like a almond!”
“You’re the first brown person I’ve met. Everyone here is white white white!”
“Lo se. I can see. White. White.”
“Do you wanna come over to my house and play tomorrow? We can play Dominican games!”
“No.”
“I can teach you English.”
“Si. I know.”
“Si means yes! So you’ll come!”
“No.”
“Please.” She had her eyes open and they were scary eyes, man. Like a dragon.
“Okay.”
“Yay!!” She started clapping excitedly and the teacher rolled his eyes.