I Am Feeling Blue's

Ceremony

In ordinary situations, Tunas Negara High School is known as an orderly and disciplined school. All students observe all the rules that have been set with full awareness.

Such is the case, because those who are accepted in this school are those who have the best achievements, have high awareness and interest in learning and have good character.

Like this morning, when the bell rang, no students were caught in the entrance of the gate through the guard post. All lined up neatly in the field. Five minutes before the implementation of the flag ceremony, according to the rules all students have lined up neatly according to their respective classes.

On some sides of the gate, stood some people in green uniform. They were assigned to welcome the arrival of the Governor who will be the supervisor of the ceremony this morning.

Like a place that will be visited by officials, the school situation looks neater than usual. It is not seen if the new school starts after the class break.

All the plants look green and well-groomed. Fresh, some of the flowering trees are placed at an angle visible to the general view. The corridor and the entire classroom were clean, tidy, free from dust.

On the left side of the field, there is a table, following scissors and stationery prepared on a small tray.

Flag raisers and choirs also wear the uniform they would normally wear if there were invited guests.

Yes, today is the first day of school. The first ceremony was conducted after students had two weeks of class hikes as well as the official opening of MPLS by the number one person in this area.

The existence of Shira in the row of IPA 1 is quite inviting the attention of others. Even though they knew before if the number of their personnel was less than one, but still the faces of the kepo looked curiously towards Shira who was already lined up neatly on the right. Directly adjacent to Bella in the middle row of IPA 1.

Shira unceasingly developed a smile at those who glanced at her. Sometimes he also lowered his head as a greeting.

"It feels like an invisible miss, it's me" Shira whispered inwardly. He realized, the full view of probing that the goal is only one. Assessing the existence of himself that becomes different because of causes and other things.

Shira, who did not show her nose on the night of the introduction, did not participate in Friday Saturday activities like the others, clearly inviting attention.

Therefore, his holiday in-“extend” alias extended. As a result, he missed a lot of excitement on the first day of entry, deh and of course had to resign to get a strange welcome other friends. Shira is like a foreign creature in the midst of people who already know each other.

He did not dare to speculate what his friends thought. There was nothing he could do except to be as polite as possible.

"This is a kid who just came from Germany. It was beautiful, "Fadlan who was lined up in front of her, had since noticed Shira from the tip of her eyes. His gaze continued to glance to the left giving an assessment of the appearance of his classmate.

His hair is long, left to break down with a pinch on the front right. Her skin was pure white, her body was tall. His oval face was not boring to look at. Beautiful and sweet. His smile also often expands from his red and thin lips.

"It looks like he will be the star of the IPA class this year" Fadlan continued.

Fadlan was unconscious, as her intense gaze towards Shira invited the smile of Bella who was among them. How not? Fadlan seemed to be unaware of the presence of Bella who had been watching the motion of her crosshairs, sweeping a glance at Shira's self ceaselessly.

"Basic men. Her eyes could not see the bright light even though the sunlight was enough glare in her eyes" whispered Bella in her heart.

Another case with Braga, since then he did not bother with the behavior of his roommate. Although he stood behind Fadlan and could clearly see the boy's behavior, he was silent. His gaze was fixed on the earth, occasionally he stared ahead if something caught his attention.

The children's assessment of Shira fell apart for a while while the line was ready and the ceremony was soon started.

All of them followed the instructions of the leader of the ceremony, until the ceremony took place no sound was heard from every line. All eyes were fixed forward in a perfect manner.

Not much was said by the ceremonial builder that morning. In addition to the text that has been compiled by the protocol about MPLS, personal messages are also added so that students always understand their functions and responsibilities as students.

After shears the tape and flies the balloon into the air, the Governor immediately excused himself and left the school. He also took the time to take photos with teachers and employees as well as the ceremony attendants.

While the other students simply waved their hands because the ceremony had not been dissolved.

The ceremony is over, everything is going smoothly, the essence of this event is thanks and welcome. The new line of students has not been allowed to disband, the next event was taken over by the OSIS board to provide information on the next activity.

Sweat drenched the cheeks of Braga and the other children. Although the new clock shows at 7.20 WIB but the sun is already so hot. Braga's eyes began to twitch, he let out a long sigh, he said,

"Until when will this new disciple be roasted like this?" I whispered half complaining.

“Good morning. Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatu” The loud voice made the attention of all students to the source of the sound.

A girl with a well-built body and so charismatic takes over the lead. His firm voice was able to make the atmosphere was noisy to be silent instantly.

“Include, I'm Adelia Kharisma. As chairman of OSIS, I will take over the lead” he said loudly and firmly.

All the new disciples, especially the adam immediately screamed stifled, they admired the figure of Adelia who was very authoritative.

As long as he gave an explanation, all the students fell silent, either because the information conveyed was very important to them or because of admiring the girl's near-perfect physique.

At the core of the explanation given, each class will be accompanied by an OSIS board for the next three days.

"It's so cool, girl" whispered Fadlan to Braga who was in front of him.

Braga observed the object in question, just a glance. Then he again dropped his gaze to earth, just like his position when Fadlan opened the conversation earlier.

"Okay," he said flatly.

"Cool tau. Beautiful and firm. Gua gua guess, this chick must be as fierce as the opposite sex. He.he..," said Fadlan again.

"This kind of club" he shouted again.

There is no reason, Braga does not want to chimed in the ravings of Fadlan who continues to express his admiration for the chairman of OSIS.

Feeling bitter, Fadlan became so upset. When the line was disbanded and each student was asked to go to his class, Fadlan threw a small kick at Braga.

"Damn, loh. The cave is pitied," his grunts were annoyed.

Braga did not care, he continued to follow the other friend to the classroom. Class X IPA 1 which is on the west side of the ceremonial field.

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