
Errinngggggh!!!
Neva is tidy with her school uniform. Kids style rimmed skirt sd grey cigarette color 3 centi above knee, long shirt hand white clean school emblematic in left pocket of shirt. Thunder-shaped tie X grey color white box, long socks as well as shiny white shoes.
Don't forget to tie your long hair Neva, it's not in vain aunty Priska forced you to change the color of your hair. Honestly, it looks pretty, only you haven't seen it.
"Monday has arrived!"
"Monday has arrived!"
"Hore,, hurray!"
Bian cheerfully hummed the song Tasya Kamila by changing a little lyrics to the song using the word 'Monday', a whimper teasing his sister who just came down the stairs.
With a haphazard slap Neva threw his fork towards his brother, Bian swiftly fended off his sister's attack.
"BEAUTIFUL BETT WOIIYY!!" Bian's getting worse.
"Again, I agree." Andika timpal.
Bian glanced sideways asking for an opinion from the youngest Gio, but as usual, "Hemm."
"Whose descendants are these children. Speaking at length, the answer is just 'heemmm'.
"FEEL! Not everyone's interest in replying to your worthless rants is bang."
While waiting for the Lord King to join in for breakfast, they chatted a little. Oh, exactly again teasing Neva.
Pak Putra was neat with his black coat, approached his children and started breakfast.
"BIANS. FROM TODAY YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S TAKING NEVA TO SCHOOL!" Pak Putra said firmly.
"APRINAT!!!" yelled Neva and Bian together.
"Yes. The personal driver I meant last night was your brother." replied Mr. Son casually.
Ohh, it's ruined already. They are not safe when they join.
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"Why come down?" neva asked seeing the man following her towards the school gate.
"You nemenin Lo into. It's your first day of school here."
"Whatever. I'm ahead." Neva walked first.
A few minutes passed Bian stood up, finally the one in wait came as well.
"Surely, Bian." Priska is warm.
Eventually Bian leaves school, Priska goes into starting a new assignment. Duty to watch over Neva.
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THE XI IPS 2
"That's my Junior High, his son is very naughty. I like to look for problems with teachers. Holy hooch! How could he go to this school?"
Of course the whisper between my men was heard by Neva, the girl's seat in front of her. Chatryn, his nemesis during Junior High.
Not when their eyes meet each other, the cynical look of Neva is able to make the guts of Chatryn shrivel. Neva must firmly face the girl of this gossip, there is an old grudge that is not forgotten.
"Sorry,"
"Eh," Neva was stunned to hear that soft hoarse voice, oh this is her stool mate.
The girl beside Neva entered late, but there was no anger from the teacher. Wh why? Ahh, stupid mass, later also know for yourself. Neva threw away her face not returning the girl's smile.
"Have you healed Yulan? Is that why you went to school today?" asked the female teacher to come over to the one called Yulan.
"Here you go, ma'am." Yulan smiled. Maybe Yulan is healed. The teacher went back to his desk.
Ohhh, this girl is sick! His skin also looks pale.
"Julan." the hand never returned. But this girl was still smiling looking at the face of her new friend who looked dazed. Looks like he's daydreaming.
"Well." Not a minute, their hands were out. Sure, Neva took it off first.
Throughout the lesson, both of them look awkward. Yulan looked solemnly listening to the teacher explaining in front. Neva...
PLPLAKKC. The hand hit the board.
"NEVA'S A NEW KID, CAN YOU DO THAT THING ON THIS WHITEBOARD!"
as all eyes turned towards Neva, the girl wavered.
"PLEASE FOCUS, NEVA. I KNOW FROM EARLIER THAT YOU'VE BEEN DISTURBING THE CALMNESS OF LEARNING!"
holy jeez!! This teacher sounds terrible.
"Ck. Ahk, what a sultry uniform this is." muttered Neva softly, this is the reason he was agitated.
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