TUMBAL SEVENTH

New School

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After taking Tania to her school, my father is now taking me to my school. Of course, after previously registered online by the father.

“It's arrived. Come, down! Log into a real learning class.”

I gasped at hearing Dad. Then look around watching.

“Already arrived yes, Yah?”

Dad nodded. “You just go straight to your class. Dad already chatted to tell your homeroom if you have started school today.”  I nodded in understanding.

After kissing the back of his hand, I got out of the car. Then get into the school area after Dad went to drive his car.

Looking around, this school still seemed foreign to me. The student who had come to this school probing looked at me from head to toe. My appearance is ordinary. Why are they looking at me with such a strange look?

While focusing on looking for Class 10 A, I bumped into a guy who suddenly came out from inside the classroom. So I almost fell. Fortunately the guy I hit quickly pulled my arm. If not, maybe I'm on the floor.

“You?” we said almost at the same time, pointing at each other. After we stood facing each other. He's a weird guy who warned me yesterday afternoon to leave my new house.

“You school here too?”

“You're the new kid here?”

We asked almost simultaneously again, then nodded compactly. Then I grinned at the nape that did not itch. Lousy. While he was, the strange guy in front of me had a flat expression.

“You're looking for your class? What class?” tanyanya. To the point without expression.

“Eum, class 10 A.”

“Oh, we are one class. This is his class,” he replied pointing to the class behind him standing up. I nodded.

After telling her, it passed from before me. Go somewhere.

While I was in class looking for an empty bench.

“You're the new kid, huh?” ask one of the students. I nodded while smiling awkwardly.

“Search empty bench?” ask again, and I answer with another nod. Then he pointed to the bench in the corner of the class. I looked up to see where her face was pointing. There was an empty bench. While next to it there is already occupying visible will be a bag placed on the table.

“Tuh, the bench in this class is empty stay that one,” he explained later.

“Thank you,” reply. Then swing a step towards the bench that was designated.

“But please be careful, your compatriot is a bit like this,” he said while putting the index finger tilted on the forehead. I swallowed spit. Feeling horrified.

“Se-seriously?” I stammered, and the student I didn't know her name was nodding, reassuring. I looked at his bag. I was scared, but how else. I don't want to have to sit here. There are no more empty benches other than this in the classroom.

Not long after the class entrance bell rang. All the students entered their classes. All the benches in this class are already occupied. Except for the bench next to me, it's still empty. The owner has not yet entered the class.

I lowered my head to play the fingernail, feeling uneasy as all my classmates turned towards me and whispered to each other. I don't know what whisper?

Glug.

So, she. Naturally, if he was a bit sane looking from his strange attitude. Mysteriously.

I shifted a little away from him the bench I was sitting on. The weird guy next to me looked at me in such a way. Make yourself tremble in fear.

Then he looked straight ahead with his head slightly tilted to the left exactly like a chicken.

Sighing on display stabilizes an erratic beating heart. Horrified that suddenly the strange guy beside me strangled me. Occasionally glancing at him made sure he was quiet in his place.

After the homeroom teacher entered, I was told to come forward to introduce myself, and after the procession was over I sat down again. Then take the first lesson at this new school.

The class atmosphere was silent, all seriously listened to the explanation of Master, and recorded the lessons written on the board.

“Do not disturb me!” squealed the guy sitting next to me as he kicked the table all of a sudden. Suddenly surprised me until the chair I sat on rolled over, I also nyusruk to the floor.

“Tirta, control yourself!” exclaimed Madam Guru, while turning to the man I now know his name is Tirta.

Tirta was unmoved, she looked as if she was holding something back.

While the other classmates partly seem to be caught off guard by Tirta's attitude, and some of them look familiar.

“Rania, you are nothing ‘kan?” asked Master, while bending his head to see me who was still in his original position. Sitting on the floor. Shock.

“I-iya Ma,” I stammered. While trying to resist the self-controlled vibration.

“Yes already, let's sit back!” I take the word of Master Ma'am. Then get up and rearrange my chair to its original place. Then sit. I didn't focus on today's lesson. He momentarily glanced towards Tirta.

The first lesson is over. All the students are out of class, taking a break. I use the time off to read books to the library.

“Thank you,” I said to one of the students who told me where the library is.

“Sama-sama,” concluded.

Enter the library and then walk between the bookshelves lined up to form a hallway. Typical library. Looking for the right book to read this afternoon.

When I turn to the side shelf aisle I cross paths with Tirta the mysterious guy. It was riveted for a while.

“Awas!” the screech, while pushing my body to the point of being stranded.

I whimper, grimace in pain. Holding an elbow that feels sore after hitting the side of the bookcase.

“Ma-ma’af, I did not mean ..”  I immediately ran away before Tirta finished his sentence. Fearful.

Looking back at me at a glance, Tirta was seen chasing me. I hastened my steps. Then get into the UKS, and close the door and lock it from the inside.

“Rania!” call Tirta from behind the door while banging on the door. It makes me tremble even more in fear.

Silencing the mouth firmly, restraining the suction.