The Head Of The Class

6. Weird Habits

"Ellen you sure don't papa?" asked Andre, watching his class leader, who continued to wipe the blood from his nose, without being taken to the UKS.

Ellen nodded and placed the pile of tissue that almost covered her desk, into a small plastic bag.

"Yes, I don't know. Why why anyway? Do I look sick today? Though usually there is a boro-boro attention, nawarin me aka tissue does not exist. Now what are you guys sinking about? Until the sudden attention?!" chirped Ellen, turning her focus back to the incoming textbook open on her desk.

Andre and Tama looked at where the woman's focus had fallen, but she was sick. But still want to learn? Indeed, the first rank child cannot be underestimated.

"Yes sorry, Len. Usually, it's just like the lesson hours. Where is there a child in our class can be the same attention, if the focus of other children, has been the same explanation teacher? Yes please do," Tama chirped, explaining.

Ellen turned her face until her back met the head of the chair. She leaned back with both hands already engaged in front of her chest, asking looking out at the two boyfriends sitting on the front bench of her desk.

"You guys rush into class, right? What was? I don't usually go in such a hurry, Tam. If there is no information that you want to know," said Ellen, as if you have memorized the habits of Tama.

In a way, it made Andre a little amazed by this class leader. Because from yesterday, as she continued to pay attention to Ellen, it seemed that the woman had memorized all the habits of the children in her class.

Tama carved out a rancid smile, but her face did not look annoying as she had a very handsome face type at any expression.

Perhaps for Ellen, it was the only entertainment as the class president because of having such good-looking friends despite their troublesome demeanor.

"Gue noticed there were a lot of people from EO, who came and set the stage on the front page. What show is it?" tanya Tama, looked at the class leader with a fixed gaze.

Ellen rounded her mouth while nodding a few times, the woman's gaze refocused on her books. "It's an event our parents will be attending. Both of your parents must have heard of the event and canceled coming today."

Hearing that explanation, Tama immediately fell silent by closing her mouth tightly. Don't dare to speak a word if it alludes to the "old man". Especially in front of the class leader.

"Hem, if so Mama would have known. I don't have to say the same old man anymore, do I? If there's an event tomorrow?" asked Andre, with his innocent face.

Another case with Tama who heard the question came out of Andre's mouth. He immediately rounded his eyes, looking at his new friend with an annoyed look, but more like a warning.

Andre who did not understand the meaning of Tama's gaze, just remained silent and pretended not to know about the code.

Can't get an answer thrown from Ellen's mouth, Tama who had looked angry and upset at Andre, Tama, now he suddenly looked limp as he directly leaned his back on the table behind him with a sad look towards Ellen.

"Yes, you don't have to tell me that Mama lo is again" Ellen replied, with a flat tone and an indifferent expression.

Tama breathed an annoyed sigh. "Andre bego," his inner self, was a little frustrated with Andre's overly naive attitude. "I'm going to go home from school and I'm going to say it."

Who else if not Lora and Lena. Two women who have almost similar names, but completely different faces.

Lora with mature brown skin and a sweet face, while Lena has white skin and a pretty doll-like face. Their bodies were both thin and beautiful to look at, making anyone who saw the two feel envious, even though their appearance both looked extremely clashing.

Ellen shook her head mercilessly and put headsets in both ear holes, as she tried to concentrate on learning and not interfere with the nosy activities of her two new female friends.

Yeah, Ellen doesn't seem to like crowds. But he also never protested at noisy, hyperactive friends. As much as possible, he still valued their habits in his own way.

"Len, my mom put this same lo!" chirp Lora, give her a box of supplies that is like an obligation for Lora to bring Ellen breakfast every morning.

Looking at the box of supplies overstretched her textbook, Ellen who just put her headset back removed the two objects covering her ears and slightly looked up, to look at the face of Lora who was standing next to her stool.

"Thank you, Lor. Next time don't bring me gini rich food again, will you? Bread is enough for my breakfast." Ellen did say that with a tart face, but it seemed that Lora was not hurt and instead hugged the class leader tightly until she felt a little claustrophobic.

"What cih?! It's just home cooking, my mom made it herself. Not buying or anything. I also own my mother, not my mother! Udahlah, stop asking me do not need to bring food supplies for you. Just eat if I bring it back, okay?!" Lora let go of her embrace and showed two fingers that formed a small circle.

Ellen let out a rough sigh and kept the stock photo down under her desk. "Thank you."

After that brief dialogue, Ellen put her headset back on and refocused on learning regardless of the commotion caused by her classmates, who began to drift back and forth.

While being unnoticed by Ellen, Andre was still sitting in her place and watching her in silence.

I don't know when that habit started. He is not a person who likes to look around. But to pay attention to Ellen, somehow Andre really felt at home. Is it because he is unique? Or Andre who doesn't understand the thought, who looks pretentious?

The bell rang very loudly, making the ears become a repellent. The first lesson will begin soon. But what Ellen did, not organize the book for her first lesson but instead look around.

Andre started to frown, again paying attention to what the class leader was doing without anyone caring about the suspicious activity.

"Lo wondered why our class president was like a thief? Celingal-candling is not clear even though there is nothing missing?!" the man sitting on the bench next to Andre.

Andre looked at him. "What?"

"Our class leaders are missing the children. Later if he does not see 1 person, you can see what commotion he will do so that no one is late to take the first lesson in this class!" obviously Ben, a half-natured boy, even though he's not the type of guy to be underestimated.

"Ruckus? What commotion can be made by introverts like him?" ingenious Andre, began to guess.