TAGGED: SILVER CHESS
3# BE FRIENDS WITH ME!
“Tumben are you quiet? Looks like the elite school effect made you act cool.” Ryn chuckled, “so how was it?”
“I lost.” My answer was barely audible.
“What was that?! Joy your sister defeated an elite school student!” The curly-haired guy was screaming hysterically. “ Amazing how smart the tactic is?”
“Hey, tell me it was a joke!” Joy came in a hurry with a look of disbelief. “How long is your match running?”
“Half hours but. he destroyed my tactics within three minutes.”
“Wah, you can't shut up Kanra! Which girl devised such a great tactic.” Joy enthusiast. I know a chess player girl is Joy's dream girl criterion. Hugely.
“She guy. You better forget it. Yeah, unless you're ho-.”
“Sial, you lost because of being fascinated with him huh?”
My harsh words were interrupted intentionally. Severe, I knew Joy was intentional once she was caught recklessly introgasi me.
“Enak only.. the guy absud.” Timpalku.
“Jae, your beloved sister is in love, nih!” I swear to God, I want to stuff Ryn's big mouth!
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“This is crazy!” A bunch of kids filled the mading. Damn, they made me have to cram in order to get through the corridor.
“Kanra Anastasia..the new fucking kid?” A small scream made my steps stiff instantly.”Look at him!”
Ah, what else is this? A cynical look was thrown at me. The intimidating pairing of eyes cornered me.
“Hey tell you since when did you guys start dating?!” girl with the body until almost pulled the collar uniform if only I did not rush to avoid.
“What do you mean?” I pat her dirty hands, “sorry, I never dated. You just misunderstood me sure it.”
“Hh, I thought your words could be accounted for?” The girl shrieks as if degrading. “ then the article is fake?”
What other article? My mind was made dead-end with small ear-splitting murmurs. “Surge! I want to see!”
I remove the bodies that obstruct vision. Article. My view casts the entire mading out with caution. Bad, in the weeks of my move to an elite school I've been involved in a lot of scandals. What will my parents say when I get Drop Out?
"The Chess Prince's Secret Boyfriend".
My eyes are round. Mixed between anger, surprise and also annoyance. Damn, who took my picture of Atlaraka hugging yesterday?
“This.. just misunderstood!” Tukasku hard. “It's just hoax” news
“Long, I saw for myself he managed to invite Atlaraka to a chess match yesterday!” elak schoolgirl low pigtails annoying. “and the photo is definitely not an edit right?”
The sound of whispering was hunting, instead of deafening the ears. Salivaku the elder bragged about tasting random sounds. The creeping dizziness made me force myself to break through the crowd.
"Hey, you want to go? Don't hope!" The rough thrust made me hit the wall surface. Bemoan.
"Oi oi, what happened, anyway?" A pair of pale hands touched the ears; clenched the hearing.
"At-la-ra-ka?"
"Hm? Is something wrong?" Guys are cold.
The guy pulled the headset and thrust it at me. "Wear it,"
Shit, I'm going to get into a scandal! I opened my mouth to prepare for the condemnation I was about to throw out suddenly. I never thought about what Atlaraka was thinking.
"Hey, you're wearing cubikang!" Shit, I was even so foolish to let her act like a dramatic pretentious wearing a headset. The sound of nusik nengalun was calm. Ah, this.. Mozart's instrument, the vanilla-like scent is leaving me more relaxed.
"....." Secretly the man spoke up. Psychiatrist, himself often looks strange and unstable by the theories of his psychological book.
Intrigued by his exposure that makes the other person silent is not kafkutik, I almost pulled the headset to steal the conversation. Scant. Before his pale hands held back. The bead view of his ashes was held for a while along with grouchy look and lip movements that can still be read. "Don't hear"
Today my brain slowed down. The guy pulled my arm tight. Is it just my feeling... Or is he just being rude to me?
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De ja vu's. My hand was pulled past the swift steps. Atlaraka did not turn around for a second, the guy seemed annoyed pressing a transparent button on a clear screen. Her hair was painted a light brown tertibak wind... No hat. Makes his face clear.
Hm, maybe he was about twenty years old almost the same age as Jae. Reading height and body shape that is fairly athletic with a firm level. His pitch-black hoodie coats the poking white sweatshirt. Training pants with a white plate is valid proof that this guy has just finished exercising.
"Alfa," the guy snapped a quick finger.
What the fuck is this drama? I felt like I was being played in a silly drama.
Splasses! An unmanned helicopter landed, setting aside a puff of dust. The propellers were spinning without the sound I thought would destroy the Mozart feel of my instrument. Silent.
"Well, I'll explain it later," and again he pushed my shoulders smooth. Damnit damnit!
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"So..," he pulled up the chair to put on the look of a fierce introductory guy. "Looks like you didn't accept my existence?"
"Hh, indeed," I replied with a low octave. "My brothers will certainly be angry once they know so much that the sister is friends with a slipper.let alone dating him,"
"Whoow, your words are as if you're spying on me a fugitive boy who's being targeted by the students," Atlaraka gave a faint grin . "Look, if you don't know much about me,"
"And you also know what about me?!"
Atlaraka let out a long breath. The guy ruffled his hair letting the color paint fade away left in the palm of the hand. "Well you should know a little bit about me, I'm not the open type of guy okay? I'm. introvert,"
What care? In my eyes the guy was babbling on his own. "Where is an introverted guy who blatantly draws attention by dyed hair?"
"Hey hey, listen up! I've got marrie syndrome, okay?"
"So..?" Shit, he always uses terms I don't understand. "What is marie syndrom? Your disease of warrants"
The guy got up, snapped his fingers to call a snack trolley. "The driving factor is prolonged frustration,"
"In other words... Are you gray?" I almost chuckled in response to his chat .
"Hey stop this pleasantry.I'm trying to talk seriously!" Atlaraka gulped the liquid in his glass. "Kanra Anastasia, I'm very interested in making you a friend,"
A fella? What kind of bitch did he ask a frontal girl like me to be friends? "Huh? What was?"
"Be my friend!"
Shit, what the fuck...
"I've never communicated with many people, I recruited you as a friend, because you're the one who entered my life!" Atlaraka is not as usual.
"Alright. well. don't beg like that," my snort was flat. That guy's crazy, I'm sure of it..." I accept you as a friend,"
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Buddies. In my dictionary are two people who tie up a casual relationship, just a small talk. But this Atlaraka...
Today for some reason my whole locker was filled with packs of instant curry with a little memo that the boy had tucked in. It was a great surprise.
And again, as soon as the classroom door opened my eyes widened, my desk was filled with colorful post it display patches that covered the original color. I'm gonna be a bully.
"Breaked, the devil is that rancid..," I plucked the thing that was attached to pollute my wild place."Just watch out later..,"
The doorbell that rang made me have to stop this disgusting act. Yeah, unless in fact I'm a girl who has no shame in continuing to be in the public spotlight. I'm sure that soon enough the school's gossip mading article will take up this topic as a hot issue "Kanra Anastasia, a transfer student who is suspected of being severely stressed,"
I waltzed down on an antique mahogany bench. Stupid with this sickening version of the table, I'm gonna be the center of attention. My mouth started to feel uncomfortable for a moment.
"Good morning, students,"
Breath accompanies my boring days.
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"This acid-base theory-"
The baritone-pitched sound invites prolonged drowsiness, sometimes my gaze is not there. View the panorama behind the glass.
Sometimes I am grateful to occupy the classroom building on the second floor, in the moments of saturating arrived the view of the school field, garden or just a big clock decorated with mosaics will make me a little entertained.
The Edelweiss School, the famous elite school. A lavender blue painted building that resembles a magnificent castle on top of a hill. When he first set foot in this school, Jae even had to work hard to piggyback me with a bicycle. The invitation is quite steep, although often taken several times not infrequently Jae-or sometimes Ryn experience blisters due to falling from the bike when driving me away.
Often I condemned my existence in this school, my older brother was very enthusiastic when he found out that I got a scholarship for the chess Olympics held in the city center. Maybe they think I'll be a good student and have a chance to succeed, but in fact....
"Anastasia!" My name is called an unpleasant tone.
"Yes sir?" I got up with a polite tone as possible.
"My answer to that question is, tell me what the originator of the acid-base theory is?!"
Wow it looks like I'm going to get in trouble again, what do you have to answer? my mind was dead-end for a moment.
"Pst.. Arrhenius, Barsted-Lowy, Lewis,"
Ah that's him!... "Arrhenius, Brasted and Lewis," I answered with his voice, making the whole class riveted.
"I guess you're not paying attention, please sit Kanra Anastasia,"
Hff.nearly. Wait.taste this.rush up I'll allow a glance. Shit, that white hair demon...what the fuck is that guy sitting casually on a tree branch? Severe absud!
Atlaraka waved with wide frequent. Yes, I know the trees that circled the classroom building were so tall that they reached the third floor building. I feel like I'm being tested today! I cast a sharp gaze in order to ruin his calm countenance that had been watching me with a sinless face.
You fucking Atlaraka!
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