DALLAS
CHAPTRE 1

"Dallas wait!" yasmin shouted out from her house.

"Huhh~surely she's bad luck again." I said, blankly looking at Yasmin, who was trying to get her purple car out of the garage.

Yasmin was my only best friend since childhood, Yasmin was a very cheerful person, she had short hair, small body, and was almost my shoulder height. He really likes purple because he is a big fan of one of the kpop boygroups.

Yasmin's house and mine face each other. We live in an elite house where everyone who lives there comes from rich people.

It was my first day of high school, and Yasmin and I went to the same school as International High School.

School with complete facilities. And is famous for the talents of his outstanding students. Students who attend school there are not only from within the country, but also abroad. I left in my black car, while Yasmin followed me from behind in her purple car.

Arriving at school I was really amazed when I saw many cool cars scattered in the school area. Even the school is big and big.

"Hey Dallas, are you ready for the first day?" yasmin asked me with a small smile on her face that never disappeared. "Yes. I'm ready" I replied.

Yasmin and I went to school. But it felt strange when some of the disciples looked at me with their sharp gazes as I walked. First I was confused as to why they were looking at me like that."What's wrong with them?" batikku.

Suddenly, two boys and one girl were walking behind me. I admit they look really cool, but somehow I was suddenly fascinated with that woman.

When I tried to look at the woman, Yasmin pulled my hand out of their way.

"Dallas watch! you're blocking their way."

"What are they, Yas?"

"Eitherway. But they're really cool, are they our upperclassmen?"

"Where do I know."

Yasmin and I did not know who they were, and it struck me that the students who had looked at me were looking at me with sharp eyes. It was not I but the three disciples who walked behind me.

We both still didn't go to class, we went to sit for a while.

"Dallas why did you wear a black hoodie on the first day" asked Yasmin.

Looks like Yasmin was just a stale word to me, because we were both silent from now on.

"I just want to wear it" I replied.

But maybe Yasmin wasn't a stale base. Yasmin might feel weird seeing me. Since I've changed so much, I also feel like I'm very cold and closed. Maybe after the robbery. My trauma has not gone away.

Because it was too crowded I took out my earphones to listen to music. Because I don't really like hearing that shit keep coming out of their mouths.

Suddenly a well-tied, long-haired woman sat next to Yasmin. I let go of my earphones. The woman invited us both to meet.

"Hey can I sit here?" ask the girl.

"Of course" replied Yasmin

"Oh yes, my name is Nayyala, Nayyala Rhea. You call me Nay."

"Hi Nay's. My name is Yasmin, Chelsea is Yasmin and this is.." show Yasmin to me.

"Hi me, Dallas."

"Just Dallas?" ask Nayyala.

"Dallas Elga O'Brian." My answer.

Nayyala is like me and Yasmin, she's also in 10th grade. Nayyala kept looking at me because she probably saw my weird looking self. Because I kept silent with my cold gaze and my earphones covered.

Suddenly a loud noise came out from the loudspeaker giving an announcement to all the students in the school, so as soon as possible gathered in the Hall. I walked alone towards the Hall, because Yasmin had already left with Nayyala.

As I walked towards the Hall I saw the girl and one of the men I met earlier near the school parking lot. The man was scolding the girl because I saw the girl crying. I felt annoyed when I saw the man scolding her. I don't know why I'm upset to see it, but I don't want to interfere.

I also thought back then, maybe they were both lovers. So I went and didn't care about them.

Upon arrival at the Hall, the principal announced that the school has many facilities to develop the talents of its students in the fields they can. But not only that, this school also always holds a prima donna for school.

That is the most talented and beautiful students like angels and the most handsome students are also talented in the field of sports. And over the next three years that position will soon be announced, to replace the old one.

"I just found out at this Elite school there's this kind of thing" my inner exclaimed.

I was really surprised because the two people I had met in the school parking lot and when I was going to the Hall. The principal named Mr. Harris called them both names with his mic.

Dara Esmeralda and Jonathan Colin

Her name was Dara Esmeralda. A beautiful woman, with a simple appearance but amggun, long black hair and also a smile that is so beautiful.

It's not just me who's fascinated to see it. But all the students there were fascinated by him, Even all the upperclassmen kept smiling while looking at his face.

"Geez he's not human. She's too pretty." said one of the students behind me.

While the student who was chosen as the prima donna of the school for the next three years was named Jonathan Colin. A man of good stature like an athlete and his face is so handsome, to make the students scream when they see it. Yep. Those two are the two people I met.

After some of the things that surprised me were over. I entered class and I did not think I was in the same class as Dara. While Yasmin parted with me she was in the other class she was in one class together with Nayyala and also Jonathan a good-looking prima donna student of the school.

When I entered the classroom, I was very surprised to see a friend who would be one class with me during the 11th grade. Yeah, I'm in class with Dara.

"Why should I have a class with Dara" my inner voice said.

The students in the class greeted him warmly. They scramble to sit down with Dara. While I was still sitting by myself, because no one wanted to approach me, maybe because I was different from the others. I was a cold, quiet man wearing a black hoodie. He looks like a mysterious child.

But suddenly Dara was sitting in the chair right in front of me. Dara sat down with a woman named Barbara Tavisha.

A girl who always wears fancy bags to school and is a little chatty.

My heart was beating fast at that moment. When Dara sat right in front of me.

"Oh shit, this bothers me." said my inner voice.

With hands that keep clenching. I tried to get out of the situation, I came out of my desk and tried to leave but suddenly Dara's hand held my fingers. Sembari.

"Hey where are you going? soon the class will begin. " said Dara in her soft voice.

Dara's hand was very smooth and soft, I could feel it, when she held a few fingers, I froze at that moment. Then I looked into his eyes with my cold eyes.

"Where are you going, soon the teacher will be in class!" Timpal Barbara, with her jutek face.

I sat back in my chair with a bad feeling. Then suddenly a student came and sat down next to me.

The student was named Abiyan.

"Hi Know my name Abiyan, call me Abi." cried Abiyan to me as she extended her hand. Then I also introduced myself to him.

"My name is Dallas" I replied.

"Dallas's. Names I rarely hear."