
A short vacation from the stingy principal has been passed. Although entering school has not really started learning, but at least my boredom will often languish in the apartment has ended. Actually, I always chant prayers so that the day to enter school quickly comes.
I was standing alone in front of the mading early in the morning and the school was still a few residents. After searching the entire list, my name is listed must enter the class XII A IPA. I felt like I wanted to dance because I was too happy when I was placed in my favorite class!
But my pleasure just got there. My head automatically turned its gaze when Sasha appeared and walked closer towards me. By putting both hands in the pants pocket, it looks really cool. But to me it was horrible.
Therefore, my feet immediately ran breezed towards the stairs to the top floor and to the new class.
My sport value is not maximal, so no wonder if running a little like this has made my breath panting. But, it feels good for the first time to get into a new class and can first choose the front bench.
"Don't get in the way."
Like being electrocuted and directly sculpted. My head looked back, despite knowing who the owner of the voice was that really made me tense up. Yeah, who else if not Sasha.
Ugh, why does he have to be my classmate again? I'm sick of seeing his face every day, hour, minute, and second!
Immediately, I stepped forward to the bench by the front window. But, again I was surprised by Sasha sitting behind me. Ah yes, I forgot if he likes the window position like in the XI class yesterday. I don't want to look ridiculous just by having to change seats and be so memorable if I'm really avoiding men without the face of sin.
"Lia ..."
"Stop!" my orders while stepping outside the bench stand straight like a swift army. "Don't talk to me. I'm .. I want to go to the cafeteria, so I'll see you."
My eyes glanced and Sasha was half pointing at me. However, I did not care about it and went straight outside with a rigid step in the style of a broken robot. How awkward! My head couldn't think clearly, but the canteen didn't open this early. My reason for dodging really looks stupid!
Along the way, my brain was constantly jubilant how embarrassing memories in the holiday period yesterday.
At that moment, boredom hit me. Tristan did not contact me at all and it felt a little sad. I dare not travel anywhere by myself. Finally, I decided to watch a television where a cool movie was shown.
Sasha who was wearing a tightly zipped jacket had come to sit next to me, right in the middle of the movie. "What are you watching?"
Rarely did he ask anything unprofitable. Supposedly, he simply looked into the television and concluded by himself.
"It's just an ordinary fantasy movie" I replied, and began to take the initiative to ask, "Where are you going?"
Out of his pocket came a small package and his two fingers stamped a coffee-shaped candy. It was a bitter little seed that Sasha was fond of, whereas I wasn't. Yesterday, he had offered that, but I blatantly vomited it when I touched his taste buds.
"In a few minutes, I'm going to go to the GYM" Sasha said as she stuffed the bitter candy into her mouth.
After getting answers, I refocused on watching a fairly boring movie in the middle. Eventually, my eyes flickered slowly and my consciousness disappeared.
No matter how long I spent closing my eyes, I suddenly woke up staring at the ceiling. At first I thought that my neck would be sore because it made the back of the sofa as a pillow. Instead, I jumped in shock when I saw the face of Sasha who was asleep in a state of sitting, while the position of my head was above her thighs. I felt like I was so crazy that I almost screamed in panic after she opened her eyes and saw me.
"Good, you're awake" said Sasha, who made me rise and stand away from the couch.
"You, you must be fucking my head in that position, right?" ask me with high intonation.
His forehead shriveled and replied, "No. You fell on my thigh and fell asleep so hard I woke up."
My maluku veins might be drowning for a little while longer, especially when my expression could not be controlled.
"I'm leaving" he continued, rising up and going to the door. "It's been an hour in the opening of gymnasticsium."
My face must have turned red after adding that fact. Sasha is a smart student and surely her memory is strong, so it is impossible for her to forget that shameful thing for me to disappear from her mind.
By the way, my forehead feels a little cold. Ah yes, my lips feel a little bit bitter, and this flavor is like a stranger.
I immediately crept into the refrigerator with the intention of eating one chocolate to wash my mouth. However, I opened the bottom of the refrigerator and found an unsparent bottle that I had never seen before. Out of curiosity, I picked up and opened the cover. Smelled a distinctive little fragrance that made me interested in drinking it. Who knows if it is sweet.
"Lia .... Wait, it's not ..."
BYUR!
A little fishy and makes me not strong swallow it. It feels a lot scarier than traditional herbal medicine without honey. Without a second thought, I sprayed it out loud and did not care about the dirty floor because today is my picket schedule to clean up. Unfortunately, in addition to being hit by the floor, Sasha's face also became a victim of my spray.
"Not just any drink ..," he said with a wet resigned face. "That's whey protein."
"Sorry!" My head repeatedly looked at the bottle in my hand and Sasha. "I don't know if this bad drink is yours."
Two embarrassing things about myself. I wish I could cast a magic spell, then disappear from the earth in the blink of an eye. My mouth was about to scream in frustration, but it was still awake because it did not want to be reprimanded by Sasha and there were three embarrassing things.
Instantly, it came to my mind about the bitter lips. My condition before bed ate nothing but cereal at breakfast with a high sweetness. Isn't it strange that my whole lips suddenly get stuck in a bitter object, maybe like a used shoe pad stepping on clay? I gave a parable so silly.
A few minutes later, Sasha emerged from her room. However, my eyes were focused on his hand that was inserting a piece of coffee-shaped candy. Bitter, yes it tastes very bitter! There was only Sasha near me. Therefore, he must be the culprit.
Wait a minute, did he fuck me with ... kiss me with that candy mouth? It was undeniable that all men were the same, unable to resist taking chances against the careless girl!
Like lightning, I roared and stood blocking the door of the apartment unit to block Sasha's way like a goalkeeper.
"I've forgiven you, get out of the way" he said, putting together a slightly irritated eyebrow.
"That's not what I want to hear!"
His brows turned into just one that rose upwards. His style was truly arrogant, despite having done wrong.
"Let's play truth or dare" I said with a sniffle. "Mandatory honest answer!"
It sounds silly and between these games there can be lies. But, I can read an honest expression or not. So, this game benefits me.
"Silly," Sasha's lips began to step. "Keep away."
"No way." I looked at him cynically. "One game, then I'll go."
A heavy breath was released with the sign of resignation to my command.
"All right, let's get a suit!" My hand was raised one at the same time as Sasha, and go down between the scissors with the stone, aka I lost. "I choose truth, let's ask me a question!"
Both of Sasha's hands were folded in front of her chest. "A silly goal what else are you doing?"
"Good question!" reply by pointing. "The answer is, find out the answer from you."
"Answer?"
All right, here's my wait to make him feel caught up in his pranks.
"When I wake up, my lips are bitter, and they taste like candy in your pocket." My finger changed direction to Sasha's pocket.
"This manthol?" He also showed me the bitter candy package.
"Yes!" reply enthusiastically. "And you're the only one who ate it! There's no way my lips suddenly smell bitter-pahit besides that!"
"You mean, want to ask for this menthol?"
"No!"
It sucks, he doesn't understand the flow of talk I'm carrying. His brain is smart, but his sensitivity is minus.
"The bitter taste is very attached. Therefore, you must be ..." My sentence soared for a moment, glanced to the left and continued, "Silently kiss my lips?"
Ugh, what have I said! It was a super embarrassing phrase for the whole time! In fact, Sasha's reaction became shocked as if being electrocuted by an electric pole.
"No," said Sasha in an ordinary tone as she continued in her footsteps and made me shirk away from the door. "My hand accidentally touched your mouth, sorry if it's bitter because of this menthol."
After that, he left by leaving behind a myriad of madness at me that was frozen in place.
Apparently, I really deserve to be called a girl who has a hobby of humiliating yourself worldwide. My words are too self-indulgent if there is a handsome man willing to use his lips to touch me. What the fuck? The world is not a fairy tale of a sleeping princess who will be kissed by a handsome prince! What I had thought and said just now, was completely beyond reason!
If only time could be played back, then I would not play truth or dare or throw questions about the kiss. Thinking about this made me jump around madness and scream to vent the stupidity earlier.
That's how my shitty day ends, but it keeps clinging to the brain until the time of entering school has come. Fortunately, Sasha is not a gossip until I don't have to worry if my behavior is exposed to the world.
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