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Dirga.2

I walked down the Class 11 corridor. Again, I am a student here. For me it's a normal thing. I'm handsome, the brain if you say my favorite teacher Alma, good enough for a bad guy like me. So when you guys naughty, handsome, pinter so dream it must be familiar? But in life there is something unusual. Do you know why? All because of the bocil.

The girl who hit my ball at the time.

The girl who was probably amnesiac with my balls, how was she?

Since then, he has been calling me Gaga. He said 'my Prince Gaga' ***** I am so tickled by him. And unfortunately in this 11th grade it looks like I have to be the same class as him.

"Dragon!!" the 8 octave sound was heard from my classroom door. I can only shake my head to accept this bad luck. God why do I have to be the same class as the baby.

"My Crow's Toes Honey!" the bocil, Andra immediately put herself in front of my desk. Raisa the owner of the bench was nagging because her bag was moved just like the baby.

"All I can sit in front of Gaga is me!" he said while opening his eyes. I laugh. Because Andra's eyes are narrow especially when he laughs, which looks on his face only a thin line under his thick eyebrows.

"After Ndra, there are not only Dirga times, there is me, Iqbal, Asen, Ridho as well. Yes, the only one that was called was Dirga." Alex who sat next to me felt that I could not accept that I was the only one who rebuked Andra.

Andra who initially faced me directly muter the body forward. Lo emang my best friend Lex can save me from the deadly gaze of the leak.

"I'm so damn bad I am!! Want there you or other lo people my future is just Gaga. Isn't it Ga?" Andra turned her body back to face me.

I looked at him with a pushy look "Okay no bodok Ndra, he knew he was not cared for so he went and knew himself not like lo!!" after saying that, I got up and left the class.

I know my words hurt a little. But I know what, Andra is a strong girl so I'm sure she will keep chasing me even though I talk about her with really rude words in my opinion. I actually feel sorry and can not bear every time I sinisin him, but I can not let him still like me constantly because I can not reply to his feelings until anytime.

Diandra Wijaya. she is a sweet girl I have known, her eyes narrow, her height may not be as far as I know. But that makes him look more cute than the girls at my school. In fact, I can't really like him.

"Where are you going?" Ridho shouted to me.

"Ogeb field! The ceremony begins! I'm lazy at the law!" I went straight away without waiting for my friends. I'm close to Andra can go crazy for a long time.

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Ceremony is something I avoid the most. Standing in the hot sun listening to the things that hurt our own ears. Like this time, after the unfortunate heat, Mr. Haryo actually gave my class additional duties and inhibited me and my friends to ngefutsal.

"Aren't you futsal? Though I had a really big gatel want to kick the ball." Iqbal murmur.

"Kuy!!" I got up to leave class.

"Where's anjey?" Asen looked at me enthusiastically.

"Futsal, it must have been awaited by Alan. Come on ah!!"

"Where are you going?" the question stopped my steps, tumben very leaked one nanya I soft that, then usually use the sound 8 octavenya.

"Futsal" I replied briefly. "Gaga" Andra pulled my arm that I just straight up.

"Don't hold me!"

"I just want to help you do your job. Here's your book, let me just do the work." I immediately glanced at Andra then took my notebook at the table and threw it at Andra's desk.

"Don't write it weird! Just do my job!!" I then left in front of Andra.

"Ready baby!!" answered Andra and immediately made me shake my head. Why is there a girl like her who should be present in my life.

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