Singularities
#4
Today Mr. Tom didn't come alone he was with a new student boy.
The guy had a school bag, and he had a map, rich Dora:v
Not what he brought was like a letter of acceptance of new students.
“Good morning kids” Greetings Mr. Fitom
“PAGI PAK GURU” yells ciwi-ciwi XII MIA 5 which is harder than his guy who only 10 points.
“Include this new student in this class” said Mr. Tom
“Hi everyone, my name is Gavin Narandha, you can call me Gavin. I moved from SMAN 1 ELANG”
“Gavin, please you sit next to Lia (while pointing me), hope you feel at home in this class”
“Iya Sir thanks”
"Ok kids we started today's lessons yes" said Tom
"Yes sir" said the student simultaneously
At first I felt awkward at the same table guy, because he looked really cold. This is the first time I sit with a guy in class, but I prefer to sit alone in class because it is more comfortable for BOCAN aka beautiful bobok.
“Pencil pins with dong?” ask Gavin without turning his head and stay focused on his book.
..........
“Lo ask me?” answer me confusion.
“It is, keep asking who?”
“Oh no nih” replied me with a indifferent tone, while giving a pencil.
The atmosphere of silence is between the two of us, I am the habit of sleeping post-mortem, fangirlan the same my friends, listening to loud music. Now gabisa ngelakuin that, because this guy really strong really his ass, from the beginning of the lesson hours until now he wants to go home he feels very comfortable sitting not anywhere. I am notoriously quiet (except with anything BTS related I became hyperactive) and often in class never sat that long. He sat until the hour came home. The activities he does are only read, write, read, write. Not what boss?
"I think he pinter.tur can compete me" (in me).
Naturally if I fear competition because I was successively champion 1 in the class, but never studied, PR is also rare. Sometimes I am also confused with the teachers why I can always be the one who can rank one in the class, or maybe my first class is a bit dodol.
This afternoon was very cloudy, the clouds that were originally bright in the sky had now turned gray. Those gray clouds gradually dripped down the originally calm rainwater, now increasingly rushing beyond measure. Lightning and lightning are starting to appear. Actually I have to go home on the bus, but today's weather doesn't support me to go home. I waited 30 minutes for the bus to arrive at the bus stop but there were no buses passing here.
“Do I have to walk? Where to go home pretty far again”
"It's cold again"
(gue often talks to himself if there is no temen)
Suddenly the black masked man covered in a helmet and riding a motorcycle stopped in front of the stop, he waved his hand with a signal to call me to come to where it stopped.
"WHO??" ask me from the stop and the questions center on him
He ignored my question and kept his hand cueing me.
