A HEART THAT IS STILL TRAPPED IN THE PAST
Season 1 [Cherry Blossom Secondary School]
...Let me tell you about the figure behind this Cherry blossoms I never thought I'd get to know him who was the starting point of my love story...
2011/2012 is a new beginning for every student in the first year of school. My name is Rafaella, one of the many first year students, this year I will be the first high school student in my city. During the long vacation after the national exam for Elementary School, I will begin my early teenage life.
I wish I could find a lot of new friends at my new school. When I was in elementary school, I was a transfer student. I came from a small village, and at that time I joined the 4th grade of elementary school at the beginning of the fourth year semester.
I left friends who had been with me since the first four years of my school days, of course I counted my early years in kindergarten. I went to school too early six months, before I turned 5.
At the time of the class I did not think that I was far from his expectations, the new school environment was too unfamiliar and this made him a quiet child, this is the opposite of what I am usually very active.
That's also in my opinion because of the wrong seat placement. The placement of my class at that time was class IV.b I immediately sat next to a boy, a place I never thought of, she said, at the beginning of my school where I always sat with girls.
Sitting with a boy is so new to me. And somehow this happened for three years until I graduated from elementary school with the same person. My seating formation was always the same, I sat with the same boy at the front desk. Another reason I became a quiet kid might be because of the creepy face of my classmate who was always right behind my chair.
His face was flat, his eyes were creepy because of the sharp glare and I think he hated me for what reason, when I myself never looked for trouble with him.
My best friend was a boy with white skin and straight hair, for three years until we graduated from elementary school I never talked much to him other than a few important things.
But rather than the trouble with my classmate I dislike the next grade. In the last year of elementary school I was in class VI.b, my mother enrolled me in an abacus course.
Damn thing I've been through, I'm in a class with the boys next door. Because of the incident that once happened to me at the course, I became the subject of conversation the next day at school.
“She said that you got stuck in the bathroom and cried after the tutor managed to break her door.”
Damn it, at the time of the incident I was really scared, after getting out of trouble I found the boy laughing and mocking me, I chased him inside the room where we were studying, he said, until the tutor came back and stopped us.
“...”
Fortunately, I did not meet that person again. At the beginning of the first semester in junior high school, it was pretty good. I have some new friends, at least we lasted up to a year.
Aprilia one of my friends got first place, so she was transferred to class VII.1, Before the holiday arrived, the English teacher invited us to take a tour, as a reward for our seriousness in studying for one semester.
Grandma especially grandfather was very happy when I was born, maybe it was due to factors from the family, My mother was the first child and I myself was the first grandchild in the mother's family, and the first great-grandchild of my mother's family.
I grew up with a neighbor, two childhood friends were boys, they were close friends before school. Often play around about marriage, of course I as the only daughter in the group will always be the queen and the bride.
This always makes my mother's best friend who is also the mother of my little friend always say; “Ah, Ella is Mikael's girlfriend.”
Or say it like this; “Our sons and daughters are very suitable, what if we just match them up? What say?”
Mom just chuckled to respond to this, and the two of us? Hey come on, we're very young and don't understand the direction of adult talk, Mikael's mother thinks of us as her own children. We I mean here are me and my sister.
Mikael's mother and father wanted a daughter, but after trying three times, they only produced a hero. Mikael has two younger brothers. After not getting results, the two finally stopped.
I suspect this is because Mikael always said; “I will get a sister.” every time his mother will give birth to his sister. People used to always say that speech is prayer, usually this will happen but no less will also be the opposite.
I stopped talking about my childhood friend.
My other friend was Indira, a long-haired black girl with cheeks that contained.me, Indira and Aprilia became close friends, According to the words of the English teacher, our class gathered the next day.
Actually as the first descendant in this generation, I had an exit restriction, at the time when I was in elementary school my parents did not let me go to do group assignments, she said, I still have to go home from school to be picked up.
In the junior high level the rules are still the same, after school finishes try to go home directly. Since this is a school activity, my family gave me permission. They got together at school, and English teachers called three public transports for them to use.
At first the teacher gathered us together and passed us off, then he said; “Log in the car according to the order of the name I mentioned earlier.”
Fortunately, I was in the same car as my friend. Along the way the two of us talked a lot, and associated the sound of the boy's cry singing along the way.
My first year of high school was not very memorable, I only remembered about the location of our classroom VII.3 on the first floor, next to the toilet and the stairs to the second floor, he said, in front of our classroom were small trees and ornamental flowers that we would take care of every clean Friday arrived.
With a white building, and a rather spacious classroom and board that already uses whiteboard markers. Besides, there's nothing memorable for me to remember.