EXTRORDINARIES

1. His name is Gavin

The puff of cigarette smoke that decomposed throughout the classroom made me completely dizzy and short of breath. I'm actually really upset that my friends always smoke when the class is empty. Maybe this is why I entered this class, class 12 IPA 2.

When I first entered Spartan High School, I majored in IPA. The reason I went to school here is because this school is so far from my home, so I can take a walk before I go home. I thought there would be very few boys in my class, but whatever the power, more and more boys came into my class. Many rumors say my class is an outcast class when it is not, the truth is my class system is declining from the old class brothers. Somehow IPA 2 contents are always strange people and arguably less sane.

It is now the fifth semester in High School where the average of all children will definitely be in a hurry because they will face exams. I was busy thinking how to send him a message. I want to graduate, do not let again be late to express the taste. At least reveal first even though later the facts are not in accordance with expectations, like removing a little burden in the heart.

I'll tell you later.

"Russia!"

Debi called me, he's my friend. There are many of my friends but I will include 4 of my friends in this story. Debi, Ersa, and Anggra. You have to remember these 4 names yes, most likely will often appear in this story.

"Let's go to the cafeteria. Pentol cak Many will hunt out loh..." Debi spoke quite loudly, I hurriedly closed the binder and put it into the drawer.

Arriving at the cafeteria, I was always looking around for maybe the person I liked was in this place. Nil. Never existed, after all next to his class there is already a KWU (Student Entrepreneurship)

I even met his girlfriends. Really it really makes me badmood until later.

I'll tell you now. I like my underclassman, he's named Gavin. I've loved it since I was in the second semester of 11th grade. My class was Gavin's class now.

I just saved Sopia's number one day. He has made a lot of stories

it turns out he's selling online. The first impression when I met Sopia was that she was nice. Turns out.

"Wakmu tuku opo Wi?"¹ (What did you buy wi?) Ask friend.

"Pentol mix 4 thousand aja. Here's the money, please yeah, let me buy some ice."

"Ready."

After buying ice, I carried it with me so both my hands carried ice. I watched Sopia and the Star that had been watching me since. Stars are friends of Sopia. It seems that Sopia has been gossiping about me for liking her friends.

When I was in 11th grade, my boyfriend was dating my upperclassman. Me and my friends alone, did not dare to talk about upperclassmen at all. The current era of upperclassmen seemed to have lost its pride. Or maybe just my feelings? Ah bodo. Many times I say bodo very much to myself, but I keep repeating it. []

Td :02 December 2019