The Stupid Barbie's
Free Class
Rana then stepped towards her seat and sat there. The sense of tightness that exists. He wants to look mediocre, although maybe starting this moment his days at school will be very painful. Breaking up a friendship that has been built for a long time.
"Horeee!!" dio shouted startling the entire class. The padlock guy stood up from his spot with an enthusiastic face full of 45.
"Teachers at the meeting, we have empty hours today! Hurray!!" generally very excited. Causing a contagious cry to all but three of the class residents, of course.
"Come everyone! We went to the cafeteria together. Today's the Vira!" yell again. Defeated the great mosque toa even.
Plaque!
One package book immediately floated on his face, accompanied by laughter from the rest of the class.
Vira then slaps her face on the table, lazy. You know, he shouldn't have to go to school. Udah gegara abis nangis so his make up long, at school apparently no lessons. Cape deh ....
Nada who also heard the news then stood up from his seat. With the others the girl stepped out of class. There is no purpose to the cafeteria. Maybe he'll go to the library after this. At least, he did not want to get close to Rana.
Dio and the others had already flocked out of the classroom, leaving two teenage girls sitting separately in it.
In his face-coupled position, in silence, Vira continued to look at Rana's back painfully. His eye pellets began to emit clear crystal beads. It felt, he wanted to slap Rana as hard as he could, saying that his prejudice was completely wrong. He was eager to hug and shake the girl's shoulder so that he realized that he was wrong to believe Rena's accusation without proof.
Oh yeah, where's Nada?
Rana then stood up from her seat, and with quick steps the girl immediately walked out of the classroom. Huh, where has he been? He should have aired Nada about his decision to end his relationship with Arsya.
Rana's been looking into the cafeteria, but it turns out Nada isn't there. Now, with her small steps, the girl was in a hurry until she half ran towards the place that Nada once said was her most comfortable place; the school library.
Arriving at the library, Rana immediately combed the room full of book cabinets. Because it never found, Rana finally put her feet a little running around. The library is full. Perhaps, there are still many students of Tunas Bangsa High School who prefer to study in the library at empty hours rather than just berleha-leha in the school cafeteria.
"Where!" the library guard.
Rana immediately stopped her steps. Smiling at that 35-year-old woman.
"The others are learning. You remember, noiseless," the woman stressed. "After all, your tumben is here. Usually never," said the woman again.
"He .. he. .. he ...." Rana responded to the thud with a horse's grin.
"The Tone Clay, isn't it?" ask Rana at the end. Shame to ask astray on the road. Rather than the library muterin that is almost like a labyrinth, it is better to ask for revelation only to Madam Sinar. The librarian, who he said he had never seen him, did not strangely know his name. Uh, but she knows her mom's name too? Kan, never acquaintance.