
After coming from the teacher's room last week, Stella got an offer from Mr. Bayu to read a poem during the farewell release next week. Wanting to refuse, but because Stella saw who the author of the poem was she became eager to try.
"I believe you can". Jack who has been next to Stella like a power bank always gives energy when Stella is again not confident
"You know, I'm so nervous". Stella stared at the name of the Poetry creator in her hand
"It's not the first time, you're standing in front of Stella's crowd" Jack was puzzled as to why she was suddenly nervous
"You're right, I should have believed myself". Stella clenched her hands over the omen of passion for herself.
Tampa they both realized behind the glass of the teacher's room, someone noticed them since earlier with a flat face and a full gaze probing.
"So what do you think? Mr. Bayu said he intended to tease his friend.
"Whatchu mean? He replied as he walked towards the bell, and pressed down on it. It's time for the kids to go to class, it's better than having to hang out in obscurity under a tree. Thought it.
In the afternoon, Stella, Jack and Anggi were in the Hall, Stella and the other friends assigned to practice from today. And of course Jack will always be there to encourage his adoration, he will not let others get close to Stella first, nor for his teacher.
"Stella, it's your turn". Call Mr. Bayu with a hand gesture calling Stella who is still busy joking with Jack and Anggi.
Stella stood up, and approached Mr. Bayu then stood on the stage with paper in her hand, do not forget a loudspeaker standing in front of her, as it was ready to capture the beautiful sound of Stella.
In a moment of silence, all eyes and ears were focused on Stella on the stage with lip movements made in such a way as to express her poetry reading.
For Jack, Stella's voice was so beautiful, so worthy of the Poem, it was clear how Jack looked proudly at Stella on stage, and it did not go unnoticed by someone who was there. who was just clucking annoyed at seeing Jack's gaze on Stella.
After the silence of course the voice became boisterous again, everyone applauded because for them Stella was very good at reading poetry. But it was only an instant after the sound of someone making the atmosphere tense.
"Why are you clapping as if you're so happy?" Mr. Boy stood up from his seat, walked towards Mr. Bayu and sat beside his friend.
"Oh it turns out that the creator of our poem is present". Said Mr. Bayu standing towards Stella who is still loyal standing on the podium
"You should learn better, don't make your voice like a woman who will seduce men. Of course Mr. Boy's words made the whole room hold its breath. All eyes were on Stella who had started to hold back her anger. His face was red.
"I even made these beautiful words overnight and he broke them with his voice". Say Mr. Boy again. It looks like Mr. Boy really dislikes Stella and it's wrong because he's a teacher. Shouldn't teachers guide? But it seems like Mr. Boy has his own way of educating, because he knows that each child has a different character.
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"Who said I was sad, I was happy because finally Anggi who replaced me". His smile looked towards Anggi who looked not excited at all.
"Why is your face like that?"
"I'm just confused how to conquer his heart". It means Mr. Boy's heart.
"I'm not going to give you an idea, just so you know, because I'm the one who deserves to be with you". Jack prides himself on ruffling back Stella's hair. Stella's just whirling. Jack is really handsome at his age. He became a star at school. Many girls secretly idolize him but they realize that mamou did not shift Stella.
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Deheman's voice behind them suddenly made the two girls nail because they knew whose voice was behind him.
With the exception of Jack, he casually looked at Mr. Boy tampa sin.
"Stella, don't keep dating, you're supposed to learn a lot, you forget your re-value is getting down?. The memory of Mr. Boy who caught the friendly action of the two friends.
Stella just frowned, "Didn't my grades not come down?". He murmured in his heart. He was upset because this handsome guy in front of him always made his mood go up and down.
"And Anggi, keep practicing you have 5 days from now". After saying that. The man who likes to make Stella's heart crumble sometimes bersemi it passed by. Very quaint. It makes the heart almost go out. He just passed by.
"He's a bitch thankfully I like it". Stella muttered with a smile and immediately got Jack's sari.
"Don't worship him, even if he's our teacher, I don't like him. I'm jealous".
Stella and Anggi just stare at Jack, having said his feelings Jack would rather blatantly now. It sucks for Stella but it's impossible to drive away the handsome young man that all girls are interested in. Stella loves him.
"And I don't like this, you know I'm gonna pass out on stage later, especially when I realize all my eyes are staring at me". Anggi sank his face on Stella's shoulders.
"I don't like that position either". Stella was blown away, making Anggi even more annoyed. Well Stella does not want to read poetry or so anything later. Yesterday because he saw the name of the creator of the poem alone made him want to try. And he was grateful to be replaced.
When they returned engrossed with their curses because Joshua suddenly came to mepet beside Anggi. Because Joshua is very fond of bringing viral news in school, finally all the news he got since a few days ago he poured all on his three best friends. The three of them certainly did not matter because there were some of all the news that Joshua brought there was only news that they were waiting for. Isn't this Joshua worthy of being a reporter?
And suddenly the flat object that was in Stella's hand lit up. There was an incoming message. Stella opens by closing the screen with one hand not letting the eyes of others capture the contents of the message she received.
After seeing the contents of the message, suddenly this sweet girl stood up and jumped up in excitement. It clearly made his three best friends astonished and shook their heads. Stella is so childish.