The High School Bench

part 2: Me And You In The Teacher's Room

Utari

STEPKU KERUANG GURU stopped when he caught a student whose face I had never seen before.he was seen being scolded, or rather a little arguing with Mr. Ali, the sports teacher who also taught me.

Wonder. Mr. Ali had a furious voice, while the look on the man's face remained calm.

I just realized what a mistake the guy made when he saw him take off his white shoes. Ali took the shoes.

And. ups!

The guy was hidden in my direction.I glanced to the left right, but there was no one around. Obviously he was smiling at me. I got a little panicked because I was caught paying attention, but also happy because the guy is handsome.want me to return a smile but prestige, not familiar. I held my lips flat, then quickly turned around, towards the teacher's room. The bell has rung.

"assalamualaikum."I stood in front of the teacher's door. Some teachers were preparing piles of books with paper, preparing to teach to the class.

" Walaikumsalam. enter utari."pak paradise, the math teacher, answered from the desk sebrang.

"Eh, Utari." Ms. Retno, the chemistry teacher, my homeroom teacher, was getting ready to leave the room when I was about to enter. "congratulations, yes, I won. Can dig what? "

I smile to welcome Retno's hand. But, the woman pulled my hand instead, then landed her left right cheek on my cheek.

"bronze Ma'am, "I replied timidly.

"wow, great. later the next one will definitely be gold, "the woman's end is sure. I could see my own reflection in Retno's glasses.

Actually now I'm more willing to be prayed to be able to do a repeat, national exam, and enter the state college. But that prayer, yes, I'd better accept it too.

"Aminnn, Ma'am, "I nodded.

"Sit there. " Mister Firdaus pointed to the chair in the corner of the room a few moments after Ms. Retno left.

I sat hanging your red backpack on the back of my chair. I had just unzipped the bag to take out the stationery when Mr. Ali, the gym teacher, walked into the teacher's room. His hands carry white shoes.The shoes belong to the guy who was.

"The new boy has a lot of behavior. " My ear caught the voice of Mr. Ali who was angry when he put the shoe on the shelf in the corner of the room, not far from where I was sitting. New kid? my back's up.

His face is not familiar. Instantly I remembered the Diva story about the new child 12 IPA 3 which he said was cute. I smiled at myself without a sound, but not for long. Mr. Firdaus came and handed me 2 pieces of paper on the math problem I felt.

LEO

With only white socks on for no foot reason, I walked slowly to class. My classmates, especially the girls who like me to hang out, laughed when I came to the seat. Damnit damnit!

Breaking the rules is easy. But anyone is not necessarily ready to face the consequences.And, the toughest consequences turned out to be shame.

Ahead of the third lesson, I glanced at the clock, Ms. Wati, the Physics teacher has not yet entered the class for her following lesson. I watched the other children in the class who were busy chatting, making a pact to eat bagged.

I stood up after looking to the left right, as leisurely as possible walking out of the classroom. In the hallway to the teacher's room, I passed one to two teachers. From a distance they have been watching me. To be precise, glaring at my feet without shoes. I had to smile back, then walk down.

Up to the front of the teacher's room, I quickly saw the contents of the room from the glass window. There are no teachers there. And, my white shoes are in the second row in the corner of the teacher's room.

Uh, briefly.

The room was not empty. Someone is sitting doing something. Not a teacher, but a student.

Seems like I've seen

When, huh?

Oh, that's that sweet chick!

I was confused which one was more important. Get in quickly and grab the shoes without being caught, or figure out a way to chat with the girl.

As if I could listen to my thoughts, the girl suddenly looked up, then turned her head out of the obstacle. His eyes were wide at me. His lips were about to say something, but then hurriedly looked back at the paper on his desk, like trying to ignore my shoes first, right, rather than looking stupid in front of him. But if, caught how? Why do I think so much?

From where I was squatting, geu saw the footsteps of a male teacher approaching. I'm a leg, afraid to be seen.

"It's an additional task for your additional value. " I heard his voice from under the table, That, right, was the voice of Mr. Firdaus, the math teacher.

Ow hell!

I covered my face with both hands and cursed without a sound.

I finally took a seat at the desk. While the girl was sitting there, doing something. I waited while adding my heart.

Five minutes later, my eyes, which were getting a little sleepy, opened up to see a piece of paper falling onto the floor from the table where the girl was writing. From where I sat, my eyes looked at the contents of the paper. Oh, it turns out that the girl is working on a follow-up.

He did not immediately take the fallen paper. Maybe because you know.

I slowly opened the tablecloth, looked at Mr. Firdaus who was drowsy at his desk, then looked back at the fallen answer paper again, idly reading the girl's answer. What else can you do when you get trapped?

I saw answer number five. That's not the right answer, though. Yesterday Mr. Firdaus had discussed the correct answer.

For a moment the girl's hand came down, taking out her fallen Answer paper. I accidentally noticed a penguin-roofed bracelet on his wrist.

I was worried about saying or not saying the wrong answer. If I say, the effect I know. If any....

"Hey.number five, wrong, "I whispered, choose to take risks.

The girl seemed to be shocked, then a moment later looked down at me, looking at me.

Gosh darn. He's really cute. I wish I didn't look too stupid to hide like this.

"The answer is 150.Check again. "I'm sure again.

I'm not a rote, but I can do math and physics. My friends know I can be relied upon for love cheat sheets and PR

The blue girl didn't say anything, just went back to the paper. I don't know if he followed my whisper or just assume I'm a bengal student who is pretentious pinter.Gue then weigh whether to stand alone with the risk of being caught by the teacher, or stay in the classroom waiting for the break bell to ring.Gue too long to hide.

As I was thinking, suddenly the girl slowly stood up from her chair, then walked tiptoe to the shoe rack. I waited to guess what he was doing. Suddenly the tablecloth I was hiding in was busy again. The girl was right there, thrusting two pairs of shoes that she took off the shelf.Maybe she was confused which of my shoes I was.

But, instead of directly taking shoes, I even look to admire the eyes and smile of the girl.Subah he also looked into my eyes with a smile.

In the second, my hands finally got my shoes.

"Thank you." I ended up saying something while trying to put on my shoes.

He smiled again.

I forgot how to wear shoes.

"Thank you for telling me the correct answer, "he whispered back.

"Gue......" I was just about to reach out to invite acquaintances right when my ears caught the sound of a man beating behind us.

My chest suddenly thumped

I looked back, that girl too.

He was behind us, standing the gym teacher who alternately looked at me, the girl, and my shoes, while folding both hands on his chest.

Mampussssss!!! ⁇ 🙆