Star Clarissa

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MONDAY, Gemilang Cahaya High School is always as crowded as usual. But the difference is, today there is no flag ceremony, no gymnastics in the morning. Just the crowd and noise from all the mouths of the disciples. They are happy, because after completing the midterms, in this week they will be given freedom. Inter-class competition activities after the exam are habits that are carried out by Gemilang Cahaya High School every year.

There are all sorts of competitions. From long-distance running, tug-of-war, volleyball, basketball, double leisure, and more. Like the previous year, Clarissa sat on the sidelines, looking for a safe seat. He was never included because of his asthma, if tired he would faint and even make all his friends hassles. To avoid the concept of being talked about in the back, he better avoid it.

"Clarissa, you I took part in a leisurely walking race is okay, right?" asked Mira who suddenly stood in front of him, he wanted to refuse but did not know how, usually Kanya who refused, but his best friend was busy gathering in the area because the volley field to play. "So right, it's just a leisurely walk that's both, there's no need to win, because I'm sure our class will win another race."

"Umm, uh,,"

"Yes. yeah.. You see, everyone has taken part and some do not want to participate in the leisure road race. It's easy, you're just...."

"Okey," cut him off, he didn't want to talk for long. "I'm going with it,"

"really? not forced, right?"

"Forced anyway,,"

"Clarissa...." Mira's face scowled, but said nothing more after whining her name. "Just a minute,"

"Yes Mira. I'm coming if I'm not forced to win."

"Yes, this is just an ordinary race, so you don't have to."

Clarissa nodded.

Mira smiled with satisfaction. "Okey, I'll take your name, okay? don't go too far later not surprised if you are called, around tenth hour began lombanya, because after the break after the women's basketball race ended."

"Yes." Yeah."

Mira leaves with a paper on the board, maybe she is busy looking for who her classmates will be participating in the race. Understandably, Mira is a secretary, she is busy taking notes and organizing her entire class, because their class president is busy as an event committee.

Clarissa stood up, down the stairs to the spaciousness.

"Miss.." His feet stopped, staring at Vina who was waving her hands high. "Where are you going?"

"Toilet." Speak without sound.

Vina ran after saying goodbye to the other friends to approach Clarissa. "Gue anter."

"No, I can do it myself." His head stared at the toilet at the crowded end. "Decision too, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"In the near future the race starts Vin, the women's basketball race goes first."

The sound of a mic with a large loudspeaker rang, the chairman of SMA Gemilang Cahaya osis set the tone and began to say opening greetings. Ask all students to gather on the basketball court because their first race will begin.

"It's right, it's there."

"Really."

"Yes, it's kebellet."

"Yaudah, bring your cell phone, right? call me later if there's anything."

"Yes, it's a bawel."

Vina had already run over to her group of friends to play, making Clarissa resume her journey. Something that wanted to come out was already at the tip of the horn making him run. The quiet toilet left some students who were changing into sports clothes and there were some who were smoothing the polish on their faces. Clarissa entered one of the open toilets, she closed the meeting and completed her initial intention of coming here.

BRAK!!?!

Clarissa gasped, why does closing the door have to be that loud? his mind speaks, but slowly can be closed tightly.

Ten minutes he was in the toilet. There were no more girls, the toilets were empty and the main door was closed. Clarissa only frowned while washing her hands with soap, she stared fixedly at the door leaf as she reached for tissue to dry her wet hands.

His steps slowly approached the door, held the handle and tried to open it. Locked up. Damn, intentionally or not this is creepy with dark lights.

"Please....." He's banging hard. "Which is outside please open the door,,," he cried again.

Clarissa took her phone out of her sports pants pocket. Siaal. Once again he said, at his school the data network never existed if it was in the toilet.

Clarissa tried to once again bang on the door, this time with even more strength perhaps she was like wanting to break down.

"TOLOOOONGGGG!?!?!?!" He screamed as loud as possible. "ANYONE PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR.AAAA........"

Her throat was choked, her eyes were warm, Clarissa was no longer breathing quietly, her hands were moving to the side of the pockets of her other sweatpants, looking for an inhaler she might be carrying. Be met. But just as he was about to inhale it for a while, the powerfully pushed door made him fall down far away from near the door.

"Cheboolllll's....." Shouted the woman who made Clarissa crawl away when she was about to be approached

"Couldn't, don't hurt...."

"Not crazy." Meysa crawled to look for the inhaler that had been seen earlier, her hands felt because the toilet was only bright because of the daylight that broke through from the small sidelines of the vent. "Why did the lights go off anywayh..."

Be able. Meysa walked up to Clarissa and gave her inhaler and was immediately snatched away and she breathed deeply. Meysa also stroked her back, allowing her to catch her breath slowly.

The woman helped Clarissa stand up and carried her out of the toilet, she also brought Clarissa's phone which had fallen off possibly due to her strong thrust earlier.

"Lo's okay?"

Clarissa's tears had already fallen, she didn't know whether to thank Meysa or not. Because it could have been the woman who accidentally locked it in the bathroom, and was acting trying to help him. I don't know what Meysa was really trying to plan.

"Their insolent vows."

Who they are, Clarissa only listened to Meysa's words that sounded upset.

"Gue anter lo to UKS huh?"

Clarissa brushed off Meysa's hand, turning down the help she herself did not help her today.

"Gue's good again this loh." He said that with his strange smile again, with his hands wrapped around his chest he stared at Clarissa flat. "Lo won't accept my rare help."

"Lo sure help me?"

"You mean?" meysa's gaze turned squeaky, perhaps she wondered why Clarissa asked that.

"Lo really help me or this is your plan to make me sick again." With tears and a disheveled appearance, Clarissa looked at Meysa with a pleading expression let alone her hands were clenched in front of her face while looking down. "Please, I don't live in the Son's house anymore, I've kept my distance from him. What you saw yesterday I came home the same he wasn't intentional. So, please, don't hurt me."

"Apaan anyway, I'm well-intentioned as lohh." He said with great pressure that he was really helping Clarissa without wanting anything. "Guein..."

Clarissa retreated as Meysa was about to approach her. "Gue really doesn't know where I'm wrong so you really want to kill me when I'm not next to me..."

"DID?!?!"

Clarissa fell down, she was shocked by Meysa's clasping that her hand was also floating up.

"Stop..."

Meysa turned to the voice of the male baritone near them, she looked flat and looked down, where Clarissa was sitting half-stretched with her frightened face. Clarissa's tears didn't lie that she was scared.

"Er,," Meysa approached the man. "I swear, it's not what you see. Earlier, I heard Tias with Jesika again chatting if they again intend to gossip Clarissa in the toilet, so I look for every toilet and just met here."

"Soge away."

"Err, I'm serious, I'm helping him get out of there."

"Lo wants to go around the painin addition to every person also will not be anyone who believes."

"But in fact, I also help him neutralize the breath of him who had been tight." Meysa looked at Clarissa, asking the woman to also justify what she said just now. Clarissa was silent. "Lo really can't believe I helped you earlier?"

Clarissa did not respond to the dispute between Erlangga and Meysa, let alone respond to Meysa's question of doubting the woman who sincerely helped her. Clarissa was just trying to manage her cries that had not stopped. Erlangga walked over, she brushed Meysa's shoulder away.

"Lo won't report this fake thing to Son right Er?" Erlangga did not answer, he took off his jacket and gave it to Clarissa who was sitting in a clump. "Err, I promised my son not to miss Clarissa, I'm sure of it and you don't believe it."

Erlangga helped Clarissa stand up. He looked at Meysa with his flat gaze. "Meet me on therooftop."

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