Joe William
New Appearance, Joe
That morning, all students at the Batu City university were made excited by the appearance of Joe William.
In accordance with the promise of the J7 members who will improve the appearance of Joe, this really they did and in the end, Joe was now changed from a puffy young man to a young man with a heavy metal style.
Her hair is now in a mohawk-style trim with transverse lines on her side. Ears are fitted with magnetic earrings without having to perforate their ear lobes. And so are his lips.
Long story short, Joe's appearance completely changed 360 Drajat. It's just that, the problem is, the motorcycle he drives is still Vespa bututututu. Even though it has been modified using energy monster stickers, 46, and many more sticker attachments that make the Vespa like a running ad, it is still a butut Vespa that likes to break down. Though his style is like a Harley motorcycle rider.
The next day, the children of J7, Tania, Tiara and even the others half-dead held back laughter seeing Joe entering the campus gate in the style of a professional racer. In fact, the famous Vespanya billowing smoke like a fire is happening.
"Heh. What about my appearance?" Ask Joe while waving like a super model in an obsolete magazine.
James was the least powerful to hold back the laughter so that the milk tea he had been drinking just now gushed out from his nose.
"Style is fine. But look at your mount first! That Vespa what's a billboard?" Asked Jaiz who also could not help but laugh.
"Oh. That yeah? I bought that sticker in the workshop. That's pretty. For that alone I spent a hundred and fifty thousand rupiah," replied Joe proudly.
They looked at each other again at Joe's answer.
"What he asked, he answered, I don't know what," Jufran was upset.
"Yes already. That's already good. Instead of you having to wear thick glasses and pants until it crosses the belly line. This one's a lot better. But, once again. Please your Vespa is conditioned!" Jericho patted Joe on the shoulder.
In my heart, Namora is not ceaselessly praying that this Campus is always in the protection of the Almighty God from Joe later.
"Now, come! Who would dare mock me?" Said Joe walking in the style of the temple. With a rancid look and can make the heart eat, Joe walked towards a chair that happened to be next to the chair occupied by Mira, Dewi and Janet.
"Sister. Take out what is! Oh no! Only martabak is gone! Today I'm going to eat that one. Aside from the hammerhead, get them to pay for themselves!" It's really Joe's style, to the point that Janet thrusts a fork at the plate very roughly.
"Why is that you Miss? What do you see this? This is the J7. Don't fuck with me now! If you meet, please pay your respects to your grandfather!" Joe said as he pointed towards the jacket he was wearing. It just so happens that there's a J7 emblem there, and that's what Joe is showing off to all the college students and college students who have bullied him before.
"Where are you going Janet?" Mira asked when she saw Janet rushing to her feet.
"I'm gonna throw up to see this hick kid's style. Just so lackey J7 alone is proud half dead. 100% I nauseous made it!" Janet answered and hurried away.
"Wait on! I'll go too." The three girls then immediately left their table to stay away from Joe with a very irritated feeling.
"You guys see that?! I like to surprise. One day, they'll lick my feet!" Joe said with a cold face. This change in attitude suddenly made Jericho and the others feel strange. Gone was a cupid and innocent impression on the young man. What exists, is the attitude of a very intimidating and powerful person. Clearly this aura emanation from Joe was unable to guess.
"That's..!" Joe hastily realized that he had been free to speak. He immediately cried and immediately bowed.
Namora who watched from a distance could only shake her head with Joe who almost ignited her emotions.
Seriate...