Hiya!! Foot

Episode 17's

All day in 8th grade all my life was about legs. There is no day without him. In this 8th grade I'm an expert at making stories about him. You know, me and Kaki must always meet in the corner of the school without a single appointment.

Oiya, after two weeks of school, precisely on Monday, Iren came to school and became a student in the 84th grade. Wahh, my best friend is complete. It feels so good.

It's been a wonderful day in 8th grade, blending love with friends and legs. Every day the spirit comes to school, tirelessly. Energy is always increasing because it is filled by my vitamins that only exist in this school.

My happenings with him I always engrave clearly. In the 8th grade, there was something amazing. When the midterms arrived, Kaki and I were reunited in one room. It's just that he's sitting with an absent friend behind me. Happy again at UTS this time I can sit with my upperclassman. Not going to be awkward again like the UKK yesterday but it turns out I am still awkward with people I do not know well. It seems like it would be even better if I sat down with the other big brother, let me see, whether the legs are jealous or not.

That day on the first replay, my heart was beating. I guess because I was nervous to repeat, there were legs in my room. I also sat on my bench. Then the replay begins immediately. It was a normal day but my heart was not used to receiving her presence.

The first and second days went smoothly while the third day, Feet poke me from behind, he wanted to borrow my sharpener. Why doesn't he pay a visit to a friend or to another friend? Why should I go to minjam? speculation sprung. I immediately gave my sharpener.

He returned my roar by poking me again, completely mouthless. No sound when it would be better if he called my name.

As the legs poked back to restore the sharpener, I looked but did not see it in his face. I don't want to lose focus on it. I immediately picked up the sharpener that had been thrust beside my shoulder. Since I didn't see it properly, I accidentally instead took the tip of his hand instead of his roar.

I was automatically startled and seeing what I was doing, I immediately misbehaved, and hurriedly took my sharpener. Calm down Pril, calm down. Focus on the exam first.

I went back to doing the exam. The supervisor had already told him to collect the test papers. I collect it right away. After all has been collected, the supervisor compiles the paper in accordance with the absence. By then, all the students had moved out of their seats. It's been so noisy. The upperclassman I was sitting with had already moved to his friends. I'm still sitting in my seat.

Until the bell arrived, he just got out of his seat and joined his friend. Mercifully. My friends, Iren and Zena, came straight to me. Me and my friends brought provisions, we also ate together after that immediately returned to remember the material that will be tested.

Every time the bench next to me was empty, the brother always moved quickly to sit on the empty bench. Actually I like the legs sitting next to me, but I'm also not comfortable if he is beside me. That's how I'm.

On the last day of the replay, the upperclassman sitting next to me was very jaily. Super jails. Not to argue about, even playing highlighter while doodling the table. I who was tired of thinking, finally looked at his behavior. My hand was suddenly pulled by my side upperclassman, I was confused. This is upperclassman why again, the name of the upperclassman is Aisyah. Yes, he was famous for his work in that class. After my hand was pulled, I wanted to make a revolt, but I was afraid, because he was a upperclassman. Once he speaks, he's gonna crack a class. I didn't want that until it happened, I finally resigned.

Brother Aisyah pulled my three fingers, index, middle, and sweet fingers, then my three hands were directed to where she was panning the table with her stability. Sure enough, instantly my hands were all dirty with a highlighter. The brother printed my fingerprints on his stack of papers. It's a lack of work. I also put an angry mimic on my face. There were no smiles and no apologies coming out of his mouth.

After that, what happened?

To my surprise, when I had a break, Feet came up to me, then he said "De, de, smile dong don't frown." My soul seemed to be uprooted and instantly flew high, as high as a star in space. My face is red beyond the red of blood. My heart beat was faster than my usual speed when I met him. Unfortunately I was still stiff in front of him, I kept silent not showing my smile and still pouted. Brother Diki was sitting next to me again. Silence mute.

I was so confused by that sister, was she like that with the other girls? or just with me? I'm afraid GR is alone. I'm afraid I'm the only one with this feeling. I'm also afraid that he's not my soul mate. Oh La, a kid already talking soul-mate.

That brother is like approaching, always approaching me, is it okay if I have this kind of thought? The thought of him, the thought of being able to live with him, of thinking of being able to be a vitamin of his life just as I was making him a vitamin of my life. I like it but I'm prestigious. I like it but I'm embarrassed, I'm too stiff brother, I'm like this guy, if only if you give me flexibility in my life, I'm too stiff, or maybe it provides the warmth to melt my freezing to my very cold life with others. Teach me how to get along easily with you and others. I'm always clumsy in front of you and everyone else. I could even stand by and keep my distance from the people in my class. I'm not used to it. I'm not like the others, who can freely express expressions, even express opinions only I can't. My life was like this, from my childhood I was never free to express my opinion, how could it be if I was given the opportunity to choose which in the end my choices would not be heard, she said, I rarely even have that chance. Maybe you are my first choice, my old heart's choice. I am very grateful to you, because you, I can feel the thump, feel the pleasure, restless, upset, longing, and many more. Thank you ka.

My midterms are live by your colors.