Melt [NOT REVISED YET]

Unexpected

Today is really a tough day, everyone is busy preparing to participate in the annual sports festival, where all students/i at school compete ranked first in their field of expertise.

This year will be the last year of the sports festival for all third graders. It was a year that made us so excited, more excited than in previous years. I never even imagined that I would be taking part in this sports festival.

I was forced to represent the festival run relay, everything I covered was finally open just because of Anya's presence.

“As if you never lose when it comes to running, so I need you in the relay race later.” Anya said in front of Hana and the class leader when I returned to class.

“So Cika is an expert in sports?” Hana muttered in disbelief at what she heard.

“Of course, since Junior High he never skipped a sports festival. Although his ability is enough to attract the attention of sports teachers, but he does not want to hone his ability to go to represent the school in major tournaments, it is a pity.” Clearly Anya while embracing me.

“Heee...” Hana muttered with her sparkling eyes.

“Itu–” My speech was immediately stopped again by Anya's chatter that kept me proud in front of Hana.

“But I know Cika's value when doing that sport ... is in the class average, not high and not low.” Hana began to be confused.

“No need to think about, Anya is just making it up.” Obviously, I was sitting in my place.

“Hee..” Shouted Hana while following me, followed by Anya.

“Of course he keeps his value to remain stable is right in line with normal children who have average values, Cika right people do not want to bother, do not want to sweat and struggle excessively. But when he's really serious ... he can destroy your view on his sporting ability, here and there he's also very athletic.” Obviously Anya doesn't want to lose.

“It's Anya, you're confusing Hana. After all, such an ability is impossible for me to have.” I said with a smile.

“By the way I have included you in my relay team, I also sent you as a class representative to take part in the marathon race and enter the Hana volleyball team, Hhehe..” Clearly Anya while laughing.

“I'll help you all I can ok.” Said Hana while grinning.

“Excite!” Anya continued to grin.

“Oiii..” My screams were not heard, ‘Yes my goodness, these guys really overwhelmed me. The sports festival coincided with the painting competition that I participated in, I had to go hand over my work on that day, and it was quite a distance away from my home. It may take a long time to get back to school. So how could I possibly participate in a sports festival that I have always avoided? what exactly are you planning on doing Anya?’ I continue in my heart.

***

The time passed quickly, the school ended, and as usual, I went to the art room to finish my unfinished painting.

“What's Cika?” Ask Dinda who just entered the art room.

“Looks like I'm having trouble finishing this sports festival-themed painting.” I replied while watching my painting after seeing Dinda's arrival. And right now, that girl is standing behind me.

“I think it's good. What makes you think that?” Dinda asked.

“Only, how do I explain it yes. I think it would be better if I painted it directly during the festival. So I can feel the atmosphere too, it's nice to paint what your brain describes, but sometimes I think my imagination is not enough, and I want to improve even better.” Obviously I was with great difficulty, but the girl just smiled warmly at me.

“Ma–maaf, it feels unreasonable.” I said as I stared at the paint on the palette I was holding.

“Then we can do that if you can get into the final. So for now fight to paint what you think. A painting that can take you to the final, and show you your best work of the day. The time is near, the day after we have to send our work, then wait for the announcement for one week. If we can get through it, then on the eighth day we can start painting on the first day of the sports festival, and at the top of the show we can send again our work. One full day of struggle to paint in one canvas.” Obviously Dinda was at length and the girl was still smiling.

“Struggle yes ...” I muttered while returning his smile, considering that on that day I would also be busy attending sports festival events. So how can I paint? I don't know myself, and as Dinda said. All I have to do right now is finish my other paintings. A painting that could take me to the final.

Seriate...