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School Trouble

Dylan who left along with Secretary Yuri was seen just silently staring out the window. His anxiety he reflected through his legs which continued to stomp slowly, like impatiently wanting to make sure something.

" Look down, we won't be late "Secretary Yuri said pleasantly looking at Dylan's uneasiness.

" Yes" answered Dylan.

" Are we down at school ? " Task Secretary Yuri again.

" Don't uncle, I got off at the stop just like always "Dylan turned his face to answer Secretary Yuri's question, he still doesn't want his identity in other people's knowledge. For him there are things about himself that can be known by others, and there are things that only he needs to know. Like his current identity, he felt happy and comfortable like this, so there was no need to share it with others who would not necessarily be able to make his happiness increase if his identity was revealed.

" Okay, it's up to you. How's your olympic preparation ? " Ask Secretary Yuri pleasantries.

" Yes as usual, just need to learn "His original saute and turn his face back to look out the window.

" Our.uncle... " Call him down, he wanted to ask about Blair's condition yesterday, but hesitated.

" We have reached "Cut Secretary Yuri while pressing the brake pedal and the car stops slowly.

" What ? " Ask later because he saw Dylan who seemed to want to ask something.

" Oh no "Dylan replied in a hurry and immediately opened the car door and got out in a hurry. She was afraid that Secretary Yuri would also consider her bullying and report it to her father, she could not imagine the look of disappointment on the face of the man she respected so much. He was already very grateful that both his brother and sister-in-law were not hostile towards him and looked at him badly for his outrageous attitude.

His heart was still beating fast as Dylan sped up his footsteps to get to school soon. Sometimes he steals a glance at the rows of cars lined up in line into the school area, looking for Blair's car in between. But it does not look black luxury sedan cars that usually deliver Blair. His heart was getting worse, claustrophobic in the crush of guilt.

" Dylan "Someone patted him on the shoulder and it left him with a surprised grin. He looked quickly.

" Ups.sorry "Dylan sighed as soon as he saw who was behind him.

" I see you're very pale and walking in a hurry, you don't even listen when I call you "Dera explained.

" Ah oh y-ya" answered Dylan stammered, making the looking Dera smile.

" You're sweet when you're nervous "She said, holding back a smile.

" Just this time I saw your expression like that "Next.

Dylan who was starting to be able to control himself walked back.

" I'm not concentrating " replied Dylan as long back to his usual habit.

" Why ? " Cecar Dera tried to align his steps with Dylan's wider footsteps.

" No "The answer is indifferent.

" Oh yeah how's Blair ? " Tanya Dera casually ignored Dylan's indifferent attitude towards her.

" I don't know, "Dylan replied as normally as possible, but deep down, he wanted to run into the classroom and check it out for himself.

" Any, Dylan, can I have your phone number ? " The Pinta Dera. Dylan stopped his steps and turned his head towards Dera who was beside him. Looking at her face, she still smiled sweetly at him.

" O-oh don't get me wrong, last night Mr. Tomy called me to set an Olympic guidance schedule, and he asked me to set it up, I don't have your phone number so I can't call you " Obviously Dera was wrong.

Hearing Dera's explanation, inevitably Dylan had to give him his mobile number, for him the Olympics this time is also very important as an effort to prove it to Regis, and also the redemption of his self-esteem smeared in front of his brothers because of the bullying he did. He reached out his hand asking for Dera's phone.

" Thank you " said Dera, handing her phone to Dylan.

After typing a series of numbers on the cell phone that Dera thrust at him, Dylan immediately went past to his class.

" He's so mysterious, who exactly is he ? " Murmured Dera looked at Dylan's back that passed before him.

" Wuah early in the morning you've started romantic-romantic huh ? " The voice of Dera's friends shocked her. He turned his head and found that the two friends who had always been with him were standing next to him at this moment.

" Aren't they very handsome ? Look at his back, he even looks very handsome even if only his back "Shy Dera said.

" Yes who are in love, if you like it so much why is it moving now ? " Tell another friend.

" It's because Dylan didn't care about any girl at school, but after Blair moved he was a little different, only this time I saw him talking to other people "Obviously Dera was sad.

" Blair ? " Sheeked her interlocutor surprised.

" The Artist Blair ? M-You mean she and Blair have a relationship like that ? " Tanyanya stammering.

" Don't make a no-no rumor, you know Blair fans won't hear it and they'll attack my Dylan even more " Delik Dera was upset who was answered with a fearful nod from his friend.

Cissy, Dera's friend since at the Junior High was only able to roll her eyes panted at Thalia's behavior.

" You don't know anything, so just shut up. Ok "Cissy grabs her arm over Thalia's shoulder and drags her into the classroom, leaving Dera still madly staring at Dylan's back and missing behind her classroom door.

Dylan stopped in front of the entrance of his class and sighed in disappointment. Their benches were still empty, and there were no disciples crowding there. With a shunt step he walked towards his stool, placed his bag beside the table and looked at his watch.

It's almost time for the bell to come in and Blair hasn't come yet.

Maybe he was late like yesterday, yes he could have been late getting up because he had to rest.

Dylan tried to calm himself down, against a million well-arranged hypotheses in his head about the empty bench that was beside him at the moment.

Inwardly he cursed his past attitude - and then as so many disciples crowded around their tables waiting for Blair to arrive, now that was exactly what he had expected, because it means Blair will go to school if his fans are neatly lined up around him. And at this time, the class atmosphere is quiet, he can not get any information from the babble of his fans who usually report any activities Blair uploaded through his social media.

He's just late, just late.

Dylan was still denying himself, even though he knew Blair wouldn't be in today.

Lazily he took out his textbook to take his mind off Blair, all his might trying to concentrate on the writings in his book. However, his thoughts still only contained Blair, Blair and Blair. Frustrated he closed his book and turned his gaze, staring pus out the window.

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" Uhuk... " The cough made by Blair also sounded very convincing.

Nania who was beside her bed could only look at Blair with worry and sadness. He pulled out the blanket and covered it up to Blair's neck.

" Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor, honey ? " Tawar Nania once again for the umpteenth time.

" No Ma, I just need a break "Her reply in the weakest voice possible.

" You're so pale, how could you not need to see a doctor ? " Forced Nania.

" I'm just the common cold Ma, rest a few days I will definitely heal myself "His reply again, then back to coughing.

" Yes, then "Pasrah Nania while stroking the head of her daughter.

" Your papa is outrageous, why move you to that school, so you have to go from Monday to Saturday and keep working on weekends, of course who wouldn't be sick if so "Omelnya upset.

" It's okay ma, don't worry "Blair clasped Nania's hand and smiled sweetly.

" Your papa's obsession is already absurd, he's gone too far "Essified Nania with a choked voice.

" Oh ma'am, I'm fine, I want to sleep now" Blair replied.

" Yes well, rest baby, mama will make you porridge and also herbal medicine so that you recover quickly "Nania pulled back Blair blanket and patted her arm slowly. Then go out the room.

Blair raised his head to look at the situation.

" Yes !!! " She was excited with a stifled voice and prancing on her bed.

" I skipped school, skipped school, skipped school.... " His rifle was carefree then quickly picked up his phone that was on the nightstand.

" I must thank the cracker crumb, if it wasn't for him holding my lunch, I wouldn't have fainted, and I would have left school by now "he muttered.

" Who is not tired of school from Monday to Saturday so, aghh, just imagine it has made me dizzy "Blair put his shoulder to expel the feeling of goosebumps on the nape.

" It wasn't a school it was hell, where there were students who got 90 but instead cried out in despair and said their grades were bad, I didn't fit in there, yes I didn't fit in, yeah I didn't fit in, I fit in at the school that set the highest score at only 50, so 25 must have been above the average "Nice of origin while opening an online game application from his phone.

Seriate......

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Who ever pretended to be sick in order to skip school ? Hehe...

This incident is not to be imitated, but the most important education.