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Semester 1 Exam

"Good morning" said a young man who I estimate is in his twenties. A light blue shirt with long sleeves rolled all the way to the elbow becomes today's outfit for her. He seems to be a teacher from another school. That is the rule in our school, Angkasa High School, every exam always brings supervisors from other schools who are still in one foundation. According to the rumors I heard, the policy was to prevent the leaking of answers during the exam.

"Good morning, sir," we answered the 3rd and 2nd graders. The room began to be quiet from the hustle for a moment. Ungoverned, we took out the plank and stationery. Prepare to answer various written questions.

Hey, did I say 3rd and 2nd grade? Yep, you guys didn't read it wrong. During the exam, our sitting positions were made side by side. My 3rd grade classmate is 2nd grade. If the lucky ones can ask their friends - without being caught by the supervisor of course.

How's my? The student sitting next to me didn't know his name until he introduced himself. Very confident, right? Besides, who is he? Just the students I saw playing volleyball, that's all.

How would I know? I often see him playing volleyball when going to school cooperatives or to the toilet that is located past the school field. I'm an ordinary schoolgirl with no interest in finding out who she is.

"good. I'm Darrel, supervisor of this class for math exams. Now I share the problem sheet, the opaque paper, and the answer sheet. Please pass it to a friend behind him, yes," said Mr. Darrel. We answered in unison and carried out as per his direction. I pushed the sheet I received from the front bench to the back, making sure my friends got all the paper they needed.

But why don't I get a blurry paper?

"Here, I can ask for more," said the man beside me as he spread the blurry paper. I can only nod, thanking him.

"Thank you" I said. Immediately I do the existing problems smoothly. Thankfully, the matter given was in accordance with the material given by our teacher, Mr. Handoyo.

My exciting busyness had to be interrupted by the downing of a small red sharpener on our table, me and my underclassman. Rima is the culprit of the placement of the sharpener.

"May, you pinjem sharpener, right?" sapanya asked. Cut eyebrows. Rima's hand coded for me to take the sharpener. I followed her wishes, and ... Tadaaa. A small piece of paper slipped inside the sharpener. I took the paper and opened it. There are about 10 numbers of questions I believe should be answered. I snorted as bad as hell. Always like this. They only knew me during exams. The rest? They just say hello just passing by.

I realized my face was not as beautiful as the others. My appearance is not as fashionable as the others. I'm wearing a uniform according to school rules, that's all. I don't expect much from my friends, nor am I angry with them. Freedom to choose friends is the right of every human being, right? But if it were like that, I wouldn't agree.

I rolled up the paper and I returned it to Rima by tapping on the small chair. Well, he didn't look, anymore.

"Hey, sister May wants to return a sharpener, tuh," the voice of the man next to me caught the hearing room of all of us. And not only Rima, but everyone including the supervisor turned their heads.

"Your voice is so loud, you know? Find this problem the name," I said slowly. The look on my face was not calm when Mr. Darrel walked towards our table. Honestly, I feel tense despite feeling innocent.

"You didn't prepare the sharpener yourself?" ask Mr. Darrel who is towering.

"I-this, Mr. ..," I said.

"My borrowed ocean, sir, to his friend" replied the man beside me calmly. I saw Mr. Darrel's face. There's a grin there.

"OKAY. Next time, if you want to cheat, do not get caught, yes," said Mr. Darrel then before finally returning to his throne.

What's up!? He knew? Fell my name later. This is because of the man beside me. I look at it sharply.

"No need to thank me" he said with a smile. Jahils.

"It's because of you" I said very upset. Had to hang on for a week with him. I hope we don't have much to meet other than at this table, in this class.

I continue to do the problems. Uh! My opaque paper's out. Ask again, I dare not. How'this?

A sreeek! The sound of paper being torn beside me. I looked over to find the man split his opaque paper in half.

"Now, need it, right?" bargaining while thrusting his opaque paper that has been divided in two earlier. I was surprised at his mistake.

"Eh? Thank you," I said.

"Together, Brother."

I woke up when my head was rubbed. Whose hands?

"Sister, it's the bell" he said. Apparently he rubbed my head. I immediately got up and prepared to collect my answer sheet. Lho? Over where?

"Udah was collected with Herryl. Thanks to Herryl," said Rima who saw me confused. Herryl's?

"Herryl?" my many.

"That's sitting the same elo, May," replied Rima again. I looked over and found Herryl - the man's name - standing up, seemingly about to leave.

"Ma-thank you" I said again. Herryl nodded and went out. I'm nodding.

I opened my bag. It's always like this at break time. Eating the provisions brought by Mama, waiting for my best friend Riana to come and chat anything. I can't wait to tell Riana about this morning's incident.

...***...

Today is the first examination of sociology. Thank God, I love this lesson the most. And I am the master. Yes, dong, chairman of OSIS (Intra School Student Organization). By the way, who's my best friend this time?

My question was answered when I put my bag on the bench. Sister Maya, high school student. The girl with glasses and shoulder-length hair became my partner for the next week. What's his attitude now? Will you be as friendly as Arkan, a champion 2 student?

I watched him put others first. Yes, the opaque paper that is distributed is not stored for yourself just yet. He prefers to make sure that his friend has been part of it. As I expected, the friends in front of him chose to keep the paper for themselves. Sister May was silent when she realized the paper was running out. Just throw out my paper. It's easy to ask for more.

While working on me, I observed secretly Sister Maya. No, not to cheat, we are different. I get positive energy when I see it. Maya is very excited to answer the questions of the exam. Well-favoured.

I just use my opaque paper to write my writing outlines. Yes, about this Sociology exam is mostly essay. Unlike class 3 which requires opaque paper to write formulas.

A red sharpener was placed by Kak Rima on our table, precisely in front of Kak Maya. I have memorized this trick. Brother Rima, the fashionable girl who always approached me with her gang was fond of cheating. Sis Maya herself does she like to cheat?

I saw Brother Maya take the paper in the sharpener and snort in annoyance. I smiled, funny to him. I saw him return the sharpener and paper without answering. Oh, there are still idealistic students today, it turns out.

Being annoyed also to see Rima's attitude that seemed to be disliked by Maya, I called her. I intentionally raised my voice so that the whole class would know what was going on.

"Your voice is so loud, you know? Find this problem its name," he said slowly. I showed an apologetic face. Naturally upset, look at Mr. Darrel approaching us now.

But, I had to lie to Mr. Darrel, even though I'm sure he understood what happened. Never mind, it's okay. I was just thinking of protecting Kak Maya, the precious student of this school, and this age.

After reprimanding Mr. Darrel, we went back to work on each one. Until I finally found out Maya ran out of opaque paper. I'll rip out my opaque paper soon so we can both use it.

After a dozen minutes, Maya finished first. I saw him tidying up his desk and then .. sleeping? She asleep? I finished my job and then tidied up the table.

His face was pointing at me this time. He cannot be silent if he sleeps. The tired face with glasses is also funny when sleeping. Ah, I have to cover it up. I used the paper about me to cover her sleeping face so that the friend next to us wouldn't look. I propped up my chin and kept looking at him, enjoying the little time reserved for us until Mr. Darrel's voice sounded.

"That's done, gather it up front," said Mr. Darrel. Instead of waking him up, I just took Kak Maya's answer sheet to gather together.

Although we have collected answers, we have not been allowed to leave the class until the bell as a sign that the time for this first exam is over. I continued my activities, observing Maya. My activity was over when the bell rang, I patted his head. Subtly.

"Sister, it's the bell" I said. I smiled and left after confirming that he was awake, already knowing that his duties had been gathered.

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Chapter 1 is complete. I hope you like it, yaaa.