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Love Starts with MOS in High School 1
My name is Nayfa Saraswati, I'm only 16, and I just got accepted into my favorite State High School in my area. On a clear morning I went to school, riding my motorcycle. This is the first day of school, and on this day I will undergo MOS (Student Orientation Period). It is very clear how I look at this time, with my blue white uniform Junior High I wear a bag made of sacks and also cursing necklaces and bracelets from raffia rope. And plus my hair ties. I really look really weird today, but here's what I'm supposed to do when I'm MOS at my new high school.
About 30 minutes drive from home to school, after that I went to school and put my motorcycle in the parking lot for 10th graders. I walked alone towards the school garden, and sat down on a park chair near the school grounds. Because if there's an announcement I can hear it right away. Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder and said “Hai, what are you doing here?” ask two beautiful girls who also look like me. I replied “I'm just sitting and waiting for an announcement from big sister MOS”. “Can we sit next to you?” askthem. “Of course, introduce my name Nayfa Saraswati just call me Nayfa” I replied to the two of them while extending my hand to get acquainted. “My name is Keyla Angelina just call me Keyla” replied the girl with long straight hair while shaking my hand tightly. “Hei Nayfa, introduce my name Leyna Larasati just call me Leyna ya” that short straight-haired beauty with her funny tone and also while shaking my hand. Then the three of us talked until sometimes laughing out loud.
Me, Keyla, and Leyna all three go everywhere, because we've been best friends. Yes, even though I just knew it. I invited Keyla and Leyna to buy a drink and eat first the cafeteria and then we asked for autographs again. Understand this morning I did not have time to eat breakfast first, for fear of being late to school because the road is jammed in the morning. We had no time to eat, suddenly there was Brother Zahra in the cafeteria and admonished us not to eat because it could be too late to collect signatures. Finally I just bought some orange juice and took it to drink on the street. Keyla and Leyna's drinks are running out fast, and I'm still not finished. Then we rushed to the field to ask for the signature of the OSIS members, because we had been to the teacher's room to ask for an autograph.
