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My day WOWWW's.. (Cute Story)

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The sound of an alarm slowly woke me from my night sleep, immediately I rushed to the bathroom for ablution intending to dawn. The mother in the kitchen seemed to be cooking my brother's favorite fried rice, I saw my father beside the kitchen carrying our dirty clothes. I took a shower and got ready.

Lana, my little brother looks ready with his green sports uniform and dark blue bag. My cousin's sister also looks ready with her stuff, but as usual she's still with my sister Almira. I saw myself in the mirror of my room, a mature brown-skinned girl with her wet hair who had just been shampooed and after I finished combing my long hair, I rushed to put on my shoes. First of all, of course, his socks first and then I continued with the new shoes given by my father.

'eat first.' said the father while feeding a spoonful of fried noodles mother-made potatoes, not much noodles I eat but only five spoons. After that I immediately walked to the car carrying two bags, the brown one of mine and the black one of mom's. I walked around leisurely even outside the house.

'father. Come on, it's already six o'clock. I'm late' I shouted from inside the car. After all entered (me, father, mother, older cousin) we immediately set off. The first goal was of course my school, on the way I just did not talk much and stared at the shopping coupons that I got from one of the shopping places.

In front of my school. I was worried about my delay, the security guard in his post looked at me in wonder 'what was he thinking?' I muttered while running. My favorite math teacher's voice was already heard quite loudly from the basketball court. I ran not so fast because my legs still hurt due to sports last day. On the back my legs were getting tired, but I was still running small.

Upon arrival in the class all yelled 'lia, close the door' without a second thought I immediately closed it. As I turned my body all looked at me laughing while pointing towards my shoes. 'Oh my God, what am I wearing..?' I thought, I was wearing white socks of course it was a big mistake. The teacher chuckled as he looked at me, my eyes looking for an invisible friend. I walked with a sense of shame that I could not cover up, the footsteps that were getting faster made the whole class laugh including some of my best friends.

I tried to harbor my shame, yes I was famous as a confident child. The guy on my left side also laughed at me, he was smart but annoying. The lesson went smoothly as usual, originally the teachers also did not glance at my socks.

During the school break I was hungry, but I didn't dare to go to the kantin so I asked one of my friends to help me buy something for me 'Lin, please buy some ice where Darsini is, yes, o yes same Spicy crackers yes hehe thanks'. While waiting for the order to come, I was pensive in the front balcony of my class 'butterflies are beautiful, must be delicious so they' murmured me, then came an old friend of mine 'wah 'no orderly that. The others wear black you wear white. waaaah' ledeknya to laugh and point each of my friend's legs. Some jokes are in the classroom that is located at the very end of the other class, yes the children in my class are indeed more different from other class children.

As I waited for my order, I saw my three best friends relaxing in front of Class 8B. They seemed to tease me making me scream 'woy..!! cepetan here.already the bell entered' but it seems they did not hear and just smiled. The class leader in my class named Aziz also came to me and said that the less liked math teacher gave the task 'ah must be difficult' murmured again.

When Lina, Nurul, and Sandra came to bring me a stick of green bean wax ice and a packet of spicy crackers, we immediately entered the classroom and sat on our stools to eat the tongue-burning snacks. Aziz came up to me again, this time he actually gave me that math problem. At first I just looked at it and I read about it one by one until my food was gone.

After I threw away the snack wrap, I tried to do the thing. The whole class said that this matter was too difficult and incomprehensible, many boys were noisy with their very disturbing whistles 'woy..!! dieem!!' my screams were then followed by the screams of other girls from everywhere. I do the problem with laziness, yes indeed mathematics is the eyes of the learner that I do not like unless the teacher is Mr. Sumaryono.

I lyrics in all directions, dull and wrinkled faces with small moving lips visible from the looks of most girls. Then came another friend of mine named Kiki, actually it came to ask the answer to the question but instead I and my friends who asked him, he said, he also got the answer from Toni.

Some students who were waiting for an invitation also queued up to borrow the phone but somehow I got the first turn more often. A few minutes I chatted with one of my friends named Dini while waiting for an invitation. It turned out that he was picked up first, only a few minutes later I came home.

On the road the shame is getting peaked, to cover this shame I would love to buy a snack 'corn ya bude.' I said when in front of a small shop but what power, the snack was up. I came home feeling disappointed and embarrassed. Remember last Monday when I was wrongly wearing a skirt, which was supposed to be white but I was wearing an osis skirt. There was no sense of understanding in my mind, I stepped up and continued to smile until finally my underclassman named Puput called me from up there 'take Lia, why blue skirt?' first of all I did not understand what he was talking about after some of the boys in front of 9F class stood up and laughed at me. I was shocked and immediately ran to BK's office, where I met a teacher named Bu Pratiwi and greeted him while pleading and smiling in fear 'mom wants to borrow a white skirt' but that day was my unlucky day, there was no supply of white skirts. Both of my best friends came with me until I was finally forced to go to class with a chaotic feeling. All eyes were on me, even my classmates kept laughing at me. Even though that day I was a choir officer, the friend beside me kept trying to calm me down. I tried to avoid the view of the great teacher but what power in the middle of the ceremony I had to get out of line and retreat to the front. Again all eyes were on me. Behind the line I met a teacher who was quite familiar with me, his name was Pak Andi. He came up to me and bowed his head in my ear, I was a little joking back there. Both BK teachers also listed me in the list of points 'oh my God, why can I sepikun it' I muttered pout.

Hah, I was careless. In the middle of the road I glanced west, right at a young coconut stall my subscription. I saw an old friend of mine named Andri smiling at me, I was so embarrassed and wondered if he saw my socks.

In the afternoon I went bimble in a pink shirt that I bought with my own money as well with my new pink veil. Again the mistake I made, I was wrong to bring a book. yes I brought an Indonesian book while today the maple is Biology. I whined a little to Mas Joko, the operator in my bimbleku 'mas. I did not bring biology. I brought it in Indonesian' but not responded to just a smile that I get. I sat down languidly at the door, seeing a beautiful person coming from the end of the street 'he' murmured, I smiled and pretended not to know of his presence. Then I ran to the classroom to put the bag that was weighing me down, and then I ran out of the classroom again.

After the entrance bell rang, I rushed in and I was shocked as she sat not far from my place. I smiled and looked at him from behind 'you can have him' I murmured in hope. Biology lesson as usual, tentor sakep and unyu named Hepta, until finally the clock pulanpun arrived. The heavy rain did not stop, leaving me confused about what to do. Some friends laughed and joked, but I just enjoyed the tea I bought. I sat alone in the classroom until Aldo and Lora came and stood at the classroom door. A little bit of a joke, and then I closed the door again. A few minutes later I opened the door again and right in front of me my friend named Rizal was like slipping away.

I went back alone and turned off the class lights, I sat down at the end of the class. When the classroom door opened I realized someone was coming and asked 'who is here?' I just stood up and pushed him out. Yeah he's Nico who I think is his girlfriend Dona my friend. 'why isn't he the one who came in to take me out' I muttered, after I closed the door again I heard outside like I was confused thinking about me all yelling my name.

I decided to come out when things started to calm down but the rain had not subsided 'lia, what were you?' ask some of my friends and I just smile while playing my plastic straws and paper planes.

Until I realized the torn clothes without cause I also rain like this must go home dead my friends who are still shouting and joking in it.

Story by: Melissa Oknus

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