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Chapter #7

Some of the students with the classroom doors wide, even those without five degrees open, often looked outside when the two figures passed by.

Whispers to screams of excitement not long later, mutually mouth-push when aware that the beautiful face belongs to a tall silhouette that passes leisurely, but quickly simultaneously it turns out to be a portrait of the Ice Prince.

But, thanks to the noise as well, the face of the tiny figure behind the idol of the girls SHS, the longer the print is clearly very groggy.

Moreover, just after the figure of the teenager with hair as thick as the ink squid began to enter the room with the words language laboratory, which was located the last two blocks at the end of the hall and quite far to reach, he said, unless the shy girl is willing to run and not walk as calmly as she is today.

Almost two minutes.

The girl with a bright yellow blazer and should look cheerful, if she obeys the nuances of her bright suit in the morning before noon suddenly stops, then suddenly, two-three steps from the door where the well-built teenage boy, Reid, came in.

His chest then slowly rose and fell. Trying once like it, to appear as relaxed and as normal as possible when entering the classroom, which is already a lot of students age or more or less just adrift, at least, at least, one-two years from the age of seventeen.

‘Alright, there's nothing to fear. Breathe in and—exhale. Okay, I'm ready. Everything will be fine.’

Feet covered in clean white pants Leonna stepped gracefully through the entrance and like a top model who was appearing on the red carpet. All eyes suddenly looked curiously at the only person who came last to the classroom.

But thanks to Leonna, two people who looked much more familiar than the rest of the class, with beaming faces immediately waved as soon as Leonna's blue net collided unintentionally with her second net.

“Leonna! From anywhere? How come you just came?!”

Exactly according to estimates. The two figures in front of Leonna immediately bombarded Leonna with this and that question.

The shrill voice of the sweet black figure, Pretha, even made almost the entire class look curiously at him and of course, towards Leonna, as well as a guy with a macho haircut, Dave, Dave, the one sitting next to Pretha, inevitably, also caught their attention. Especially Leonna whose incident is ‘anak baru’.

“Yes, fortunately the teacher did not approve. Must be bad luck, huh? But it is not that the school gates are closed. So, how can you?”

“Ah, the.”.

Leonna smiled blandly at Dave. His two golden-yellow eyebrows faintly twitched, hearing the question that had been wanderlust had most likely been thrown by one of these two people. Whether it's from Pretha or Dave.

However, Dave seems to be much more sensitive to things smelling detective, full of analysis, theory and various motives contain other mysteries.

Sharp gaze again intimidates Dave, even successfully make Leonna act awkward in the eyes of the two friends, due to repeatedly waking up, and even, right-left swipe corrects a sitting position that clearly does not need any correction.

“Reid, darling!”

Lucky, maybe, for Leonna. Tone alay, too flat and able to make the eardrum not only belongs to Leonna, but also Dave, Pretha and undeniably, could be half the class population, he said, sontak turned their attention towards the source of the unrest.

In the back row near the exit.

A girl with super thick makeup, fashionable clothes, and explicit lethargy for a high school boy, without permission landed a butt covered in an amazingly mini jeans skirt to sit on the bench, which even the original owner did not bother to tell, had already raised his legs first when the blood red lipstick girl suddenly stopped right in front of his seat.

“What did you just come to?”

Reid did not answer. His eyelids were closed with two headsets stuffing each ear hole clean, without piercing.

However, it was indeed possible that the girl with reddish orange hair, similar in color to the flame before Reid had basically god-level confidence. He even switched to flirtatious knocks on Reid's desk.

Fingers decorated pink fanta kuteks sprinkled glitter-like flickering or what it is called, then without abstinence back engrossed in moving pacing around the white surface of the table, stroking the white surface of the table, while constantly babbling with his two lovers who are never late for a second, to respond to the girl's annoying nonsense.

“Ugh, disgusting.” Pretha suddenly said breaking the silence. Although the sound is very small, but Leonna and Dave can still clearly hear it.

“Quinn Delaney's. She I admit is very pretty, but you could say she is an ugly version of Leonna.”

“You're right. Quinn, that crazy prima donna. Look, Leonna, don't ever mess with him. He's what you call the devil's incarnation.”

Pretha nodded in agreement in response to Dave's scathing comment. They both act like they have long known a girl named Quinn Delaney who bravely, claimed unfounded by Pretha as a crazy prima donna, was, the incarnation of the devil and there may still be another long list of girl nicknames, which although Leonna still wants to think positively.

“You two are too much. After all, where did you get your source to say that?”

“Dave and I are neighbors. But, that snake girl, Quinn I mean. I went to school with him when I was junior. Luckily, I was never in class. The surrounding rumors were nothing good, just like his centil treatment now to Reid.”

“Haha, really?”

Leonna laughed blandly. The original murmur was answered quite convincingly by Pretha.

Plus, the fact that since junior was just a lot of negative rumors shrouding Quinn, Leonna's choice to keep her distance. Standing in the green circle and being safe both outwardly and inwardly from Quinn, it seemed like it was indeed the best decision.

‘Poor habits, ugly nature, whatever is ugly is true the saying goes. It is very difficult to change and be allowed back. Moreover, if it turns out to be too ingrained meat. After all, the former would definitely not be a million percent clean similar to new goods. Even though it has been rinsed using a billion goodness, something negative will certainly be more inherent than positive things.’

“Yes, ninety percent of Pretha's remarks are usually correct. But by the way, Reid also just came, right?”

“Waiting, why is my percentage only ninety percent? Where are the remaining ten percent? But, right too. Don't tell me you two came here together?!”

Leonna suddenly turned her eyes away as Pretha and Dave's conversation got closer to the reality of her success not being skipped school, which is mostly, not even wrong, too, if it says the whole thing is thanks to the help of a Reid Cutler.

“Ah, that.. earlier it was, I.”.

“Stop! Whatisthis? Why is your face turning so red? Is Pretha's guess right? Tsk, then I'd better back off.”

Dave threw a sad look that was pretently dramatized ten times his proper condition. While Leonna who had just realized because of her broken speech earlier, even more making the two friends seem more suspicious, can only breathe resignedly.

However, there was not a single blink of an eye. Pretha immediately regurgitated this sentence which, as a result, adversely affected Leonna's chronic heart rate.

“Dave, anyways where will Leonna be with you! Sure, with a face this pretty. How could you possibly have a chance to be with Leonna?! Being friends is honorable, isn't it, Leonna? But, please be clear. You actually came with Reid this morning, right?”

“Haha, second subject to Spanish right?”

“You dodged Leonna? Haaa, I'm getting pessimistic this way.”

Pretha and Dave and merta pursed their lips in irritation. Totally dissatisfied with the attitude of Leonna who is now even busy fiddling with the contents of the bag, the, a moment when a man with round glasses from the front row cried out loud enough about the arrival of their teacher for the subject of the second subject.

Leonna's sapphire blue iris accidentally collides with Quinn's reddish-brown iris and has no idea where her guts from, Leonna reflexes heralding.

He refocused on listening to Pretha and Dave's comments, which Leonna believed was more useful than wasting time with Quinn.

“Tsk! That new kid! Do you know him, Reid?”

“That Russian girl? Leonna Milekov?” A girl in two lips answered innocently against Quinn.

“Milekova? No stranger. But, where have I heard of it? Hm?”

“Hola, buenos dias!”

Two of Quinn's friends hurriedly returned to their respective seats, when they heard the carefree baritone voice of a super-spiritual figure stepping into the classroom.

But not with Quinn. He remained on his seat and simply turned his body to face straight towards the blackboard.

While Reid, although since then he seemed only silent like a statue. The eardrum is a headset headset that from the beginning just became a display of it, without anyone knowing. Listening to the details of Quinn's entire speech, even the colorful talk from Leonna's seat. ‘Again is none of my business.’

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