The Stupid Barbie's
Class Champion Announcement

Hundreds of Tunas Bangsa High School students gathered in the meeting hall. Sit neatly, preparing to listen to the order of names of the champions from various classes.

A male teacher stood before them with a microphone in his right hand and a piece of paper in his left.

All anxious hopes, for this is the announcement of the results of their struggle in this semester.

"Now, we're switching to announcing the champion of the 11th class IPA 1!" exclaimed the teacher, after finishing with the most junior class, tenth grade.

Rana squeezes her skirt restlessly. Honestly, all this time he did not really focus on learning. Yes, every day he did learn, even if he had to. But it was all for the sake of Arka, to be able to spend time with her, .. for the sake of the worst night that was not worth remembering by her brain.

"Calm down, Ra," said a man beside her, touching the back of her hand, offering her a shady smile.

"Gue know you've been trying," he said again, but, in fact, he himself was actually agitated not a bitch. What answer could he give his father, in case Arka defeated him again.

"Thank you, Ja," said Rana, trying to carve out her smile. He did not pull his hand which was still touched by the King, the edge of his eyes glanced in the other direction.

And .. their views meet. A guy with eagle eyes seemed to be watching him, but then immediately turned away, fixing his sitting position.

"Ra?" reprimanding the King, realizing Rana was not focusing on him.

"Eh, what?" Rana immediately turned to the King, pulling his hand.

"That, Nada has come forward," said the King, hinting Rana to look towards the podium.

Rana followed the King's instructor. The girl then breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God ..," he said, smilingly looking at the smiling Tone there.

"Second Vote, reached by ... Syavira Syifa!"

Rana almost jumped cheerfully because of it. Vira had previously only reached the top five, never occupying the three spots in front of him again. He was happy, even though he knew, Vira would not accept his congratulations.

Vira smiled happily. Standing up from his seat, walked gracefully towards the podium. Yeah, it's weird that he could advance to that place. He is already famous as Syavira Syifanya the Queen of Gossip whose hobby is changing men. And that name, he doesn't want it anymore. I regret ever being that kind of girl.

"And the third champion was won by ...."

Rana bit her lower lip. Come on, at least he wants to show Arka. He is not too bad compared to the girl next to him, the girl of his choice.

"Bella Octavia ...!"

The shutter was instantly made limp. "Yet yes ...," he murmured faintly. Bows down. At least, if you want to prove to Arka, he must occupy the top three positions. Ah, he had never had any ambitions for that position before.

"Ka," said Ingga, nudging Arka's arm next to him.

Arka looked at the girl. Without a word, the guy seemed to ask, why?

"You know, I'm gonna change her position for next semester." Ingga stared at the teary-eyed girl ahead there full of ambition. His life is full of ambition. Ambition he created himself.

"Yes, you know better" Arka replied, not too enthusiastic.

Ingga laughs a little. "You should be grateful because I'm not one of the same class know," he said.

Arka glanced at a glance. Sighs. Again, look at the announcement ahead. "I'm more grateful that you didn't get into that class" he murmured.

"Switch to class 12 IPA 3, the first champion won by ...."

The voice of the host was racing with the boisterous sound of the cries of the students in the vast space. Rana sighed, glancing at how calm Arka was sitting at the end there. As if he had made sure he was the winner.

"Who else if not .... Arka Airlangga ....?!"

The boisterous voices of the girls are becoming. Arka, the man named, stood up from his seat. Smile at a glance, then advance forward with his long steps.

Rana took another breath. Right, that guy is the winner. And yes, Marsha said months ago, Arka is too perfect to have.

And here it is. Feeling sick, but having to endure everything. He must cultivate patience, rise up, and show the world, as well as Arka, that he can. That she is not a girl who only has a mere beauty capital.

The king looked at Arka's back which was moving further and further, advancing forward. He lost again. The guy then glanced at the girl's face beside him. But at least, he can make sure he will not lose about this.

"And the second champion, won by ...."

"King of Algatra ....!"

Rana looked at the guy next to her. The sound of hysteria of the girls in the race to enliven the atmosphere. Yes, the King includes the count of the most wanted men in this school. Not bad compared to Arka. But, why was it that only Arka grabbed his attention? Seizing his heart, not even returning it, again.

The king stood up from his seat. He lowered his head for a moment, smiled at Rana, then advanced forward. Champion two was not a victory that he should celebrate with a smile. But, didn't Arka lose if he managed to get Rana?

Announcement continues. After the series of announcements, all the champion representatives from each class are now standing in front of everyone. They still did not smile calmly. There is still the last announcement they are looking forward to.

"Yes, there are still more surprises that we have been waiting for. Come on, what's the surprise?!" the host asked everyone present.

The screams of the students are back in the race. General champion! Shouts them though not too clear because too boisterous echoed.

"Yes! Damn right! Now we'll announce the champion in general!"

Rana looked ahead, but tried without looking at Arka. Yes, he must learn to forget it, no matter what.

"The general vote of Tunas Bangsa High School, this semester was achieved by ...." The host hung his sentence, provoking the curiosity of the audience with his tone.

The sound of cheers raced back with his crowd, shouting out each of their guesses. And Rana doesn't really care, because of course that person isn't her.

"What girl is a guy?!" the host asked.

Girls! Guys!

Everyone was excited to guess. The class champion can be easily guessed. But for the general champion, it feels too complicated. Too many qualified criteria, and too much competition in this school environment.

"Arka Airlangga ....!" shouted the teacher, almost blew up the meeting hall room, followed by hysteria of all the girls who became more and more.

Mr. Kusma advanced proudly, followed by a trophy-bearer disciple behind him. Likewise with Arka, the guy arranges a smile, even though he is not entirely happy.

The championship announcement event was completed, the host then ended the formal event today, followed by a non-formal event to be held at Tunas Bangsa High School. There is a neatly arranged podium that is used as a stage for retirement.

All the noisy disciples rushed out of the meeting hall room and headed towards the field.

The pension event begins. Retirement is not too excessive, because this is not a farewell event. After all, the distribution of reports this semester does not invite student guardians.

The bar-bar music sound very dominant. Rana chose to sit under one of the trees that were far from where the main stage stood. Alone, enjoy the quiet even though it is heartbreaking.

"By!" call a guy, walk towards him.

"Gue search, even say here." The king then sat down beside Rana.

Rana smiled in response.

"There yuk! I have a surprise for you," said the man then suddenly pulled Rana's hand, leading him to run towards the main stage.

"Heyyo, bro!" In front, Kibo exclaimed with his floor. "Because of this we want a vacation, want to separate for a while ...."

"Alays! Alay!" yelled Kibo's friends on the other end, while Arka just smiled with them, with Ingga continuing to stick next to him.

"So ..we're going to party-party coooy!" Kibo later played his music, playing as he pleased with the bass guitar he was carrying.

The bustling mood continues. But, Kibo didn't last long up ahead. The man said he was hungry, had not had breakfast, and could not continue with his bar.

"Udah, you don't mean me anymore" said Kibo, because everyone immediately protested after he stopped his music just now.

After Kibo stepped off the stage, a man came forward confidently, smiling at the entire audience. He greeted all the audience, then chanted the song.

The king still enjoyed the song he performed. The guy got off the stage, smiled at everyone, sang, walked towards Rana and suddenly knelt before the girl.

"Rana Puspakarina, I like you the same. With all my heart, I'm asking you to be my girlfriend."

The noise of fanfare grew more and more resounding, focusing their attention on Rana. But Rana was actually confused, his bead was sweeping around, looking for the whereabouts of Arka.