Original Code: ANGEL K05
4. School
A sweet young girl, with a fresh look and blond ponytail hair, came out of the tiny whitewashed house. He closed the door carefully. Passing the stepping stone in his yard. Locking the turnstile. Then walk leisurely on the sidewalk, towards the bus stop which is 300 meters from the residential complex.
"Good morning Shasha.... You have class today?"
A neighbor, a man in his 60s, greeted me kindly. The man took his dog for a walk.
"Yes, Mr. Simmon. How's Gladys doing today?" Reply Shasha friendly. He paused for a moment under the shade tree.
"Hahaha. You tau? Son 2. Very funny and pretty. Do you want to take one? I'll give it to you if it's for you."
Mr. Simmon has always been very generous and friendly to Shasha. According to her, Shasha is a bit of a traditional woman still left in this century. Beautiful, intelligent, friendly, simple and always have good manners towards others. Very much different from the young women of the modern century who live a hurrah and spend time until late outside.
"You know very well, Mr. Simmon. Mimi does not accept new friends. I'm just worried he'll hurt Gladys' kids" Shasha refused subtly.
Shasha likes dogs. What's more Gladys, the dalmation dog belonging to Mr. Simmon. She's so beautiful and graceful. And his white, black-spotted fur was very smooth. But Shasha never thought she would add another pet in her tiny house.
"Yes, Mimi is really fierce. If it wasn't for her cute shape, I would have thought she was a dog breed too. Haha...."
Shasha replied with a big smile.
"I have to go, Mr. Simmon. Bye Tom," Shasha greeted the dog that Mr. Simmon had brought.
Woof..uk....
Tom barked at his greeting.
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Thoooooot!
The last bell class sounded.
As usual, the silent classroom would instantly turn like a room full of wasps.. Buzzed by the many mixed sounds.
"We continue in the next session. You can pack and take it home, or keep it in the inner room. Don't forget to name it!" shasha shouted trying to overcome the hubbub in the classroom.
Shasha also packed up. Storing his sketchbook and painting equipment into a backpack. He also had to hurry. Last night, a message came to his phone.
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"Braha!"
There were footsteps running in the back. Shasha turned her head, but did not slow her pace at all.
A brunette-haired young man lined his steps.
"It's Sunday night. There's a new movie at the cinema. I'm gonna go watch. Maybe you'd like to come?" tanyanya expectantly.
Shasha shook her head and continued to walk quickly on the way out of the campus. He's heading for the bus stop that's up ahead.
"Sorry Brian. I made an appointment with someone this afternoon."
"Ooohh, okay.... Be careful on the road."
Brian stopped his steps and exhaled a disappointed breath. He never managed to get the beautiful teacher on a date. Approaching no. The woman was always flat. As if he had no interest in anything in that school, other than teaching in the classroom, then going home.
Shasha walked in haste. He was asked to take a call in a public phone booth in front of the Mall. It is 5 blocks from the campus.
He'll have to take that call at 7 tonight. She glimpsed the tiny clock on her wrist wryly. It's 6:30 in the afternoon. But the bus he was chasing just left. Just when he reached the stop.
"Damn!" upset ass.
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