Beauty To You's

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After two days of silence in her room, Beauty started school today. Being confined to a room for two days was not a taboo for Beauty, she had even been locked up for up to a week in the room by her mother. However, this could not make Beauty hate her mother. In fact, Beauty loved her even more because she felt her mother still cared about her.

Beauty walked in the middle of the corridor of class XI with a bowed face. He was too lazy to listen to the scorn of the people around him about his ugly face. He would rather close his eyes and ears than shut everyone's mouth.

When he reached his class, he found a small note in his chair. The neon pink note that attracted his eyes.

Into the music room now.

Beauty frowned confused by the small note. Feeling bad about this. He was afraid that the one who gave this little note was Bella and Anya who wanted to work on it so Beauty chose not to follow the instructions.

***

Ansell growled in annoyance when she heard the school bell ringing. He is currently in a room far away from class. Fuck this big school! grunts in the heart.

If it wasn't Mr. Gio's lesson, then Ansell wouldn't have wasted his energy just running and eating girls along the corridor.

The widest school in Indonesia, provides a lot of unusual things, such as private indomaret, private atm, even to private lodging owned by the school. The cost per month of this school is quite expensive, which is 2.5 million. That was why this school was called the most Elite school here.

Ansell got to the front of the class with a breath of frenzy. He peeked inside for a moment, found Mr. Gio who was writing on the board.Rather than himself alpa and got a boost of advice from his father, he better go in and deal with Mr. Gio.

Ansell entered pretentiously while her heart was ready to accept every consequence. Mr. Gio who was turning his back to Ansell was initially unaware of the man's presence until he heard the sound of his feet tripping over the table.

gubrak!

"Aw!" ringis Ansell with her eyes closed because she was not ready to see the angry face of Mr. Gio.

"Where are you? why late?" asked Mr. Gio in a very non-relaxing tone.

"It's a big deal sir" Ansell replied casually.

Mr. Gio who felt slighted by Ansell finally replied, "Why is it too late?"

"Salahin this school is not my fault, ask who the Kegedean school is rich in my love to Bu Nina. Aw!" ansell said with a seducing tone.

Hearing Ansell, Mr. Gio instead of leaking even more and more black. Staring furiously at Ansell then pointing at the door as if to tell that it was the exit Ansell had to go through.

And Ansell ended up with Pak Wawan making out in the garden of class XI. Ansell for the umpteenth time was punished for cleaning the park with his beloved Pak Wawan. So often, they say father and son.All they do when they meet is sharing interesting stories like this time.

Ansell rubbed his snot when he heard the sad story of Pak Wawan. Even though he was stocky with torn bread 6 seeds, but his heart easily melted against the sad story.

"Keep sir, what's Jennie's fate?" asked Ansell enthusiastically.

"Jennie is dead." replied Mr. Wawan listlessly.

"What?!" Ansell began to dramatize the situation by acting like the star of the film Insodiar.

"How's that?"

"Bumped by a car" replied Pak Wawan making Ansell sigh rough while pursing his lips. Ansell shook his head several times as if to show that he did not accept this situation. Eventually, he was surprised by someone who patted him on the shoulder.

"Lo deal the same in balding again?" asked Alva who seemed to have memorized with Ansell. Alva, Ansell, and Beauty are different classes. Beauty and Bella one class, Ansell and Anya, one class.

Ansell nodded in response.

Alva's eyes caught something quite stuck there, Ansell's tears.of course his friend was not likely to cry because it was removed from the class.there must be a reason.

"You don't? lo it's feared by many people, can not be authoritative little?" cibir Alva's.

"What is less authoritative?! martial I can, wild race I'm the winner, chick on ngantri so my girlfriend. less what try I?" ansell protest did not accept.

"underbrained. Your brain is laughing in the wind or what?!" ask Alva while looking at Ansell.

"Yes know my brain is not rich enough lo that most baking soda." Ansell grumbled.

"You mean tepos-tepos?" ask Alva.

Ansell laughed disdainfully,"Average. What the hell, he said pinter!"

"When the brain is flat, my face should be flat on dong ****!" bela Alva doesn't want to lose.

"Not a clap, but the cone dear.kan under his face, uh over it kosongan finally taper like anu."

"Anu what's Sell?"

"anu: a word of a million meanings.all you ajah meaning this time what."

"Btw, is baking soda the developer?" asked Alva after a moment of silence.

Ansell sniffed her shoulders making Alva pinch her head and squat beside Ansell staring at something in front of Pak Wawan that caught her attention.

"Lo abis nangisin's?" tanya Alva who was rewarded with a quick sleigh by Ansell.

"Lo seriously cry because of this dead cat?!" ask Alva again with a louder tone.

"Pity, Jennie was hit by a car and lost the responsibility" Ansell replied.

"Good dragon!" alva was not thinking.

***

The school bell rang, the rain started to fall slowly. Dark clouds dotted the sky. Nature feels the same way as beauty.

Beauty just got some bad news. He was removed from the list of candidates for the race for whatever reason. And the list is replaced by Bella whose value is even far below Beauty. Although her mother was quite powerful, Beauty did not want to take advantage of her. Beauty wants everything to go properly without the intervention of her parents. After all, his mother was also not willing to take care of Beauty's personal affairs.

Without feeling, Beauty has been walking under the rain for quite some time. Her tears just fell with a smile on her lips. Beauty always stresses to herself that anything should end with a smile.

As he looked up and let grain by grain of rain fall down on his cheek, his hand was pulled by someone so he cried out in rebellion.

"Well what do I want?!" beauty Protest.

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