The Stupid Barbie's
Canteen Tragedy
There were two uninhabited seats in the classroom that should have contained the fifty-five students. A pair of friends who instead look like twins, it looks like a mother with a lot of behavior. One of them is rumored to be having a family event, while the other one .. I don't know, that's what keeps the other two among the four lovebirds busy texting during study hours. Don't believe it, if anyone says the crazy kid learns never to do anything bad.
Vhira Al - Ghost
How come Rena didn't tell us, huh?
If he doesn't come in today.
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^^^Yes.^^^
^^I also did not pick up the phone.^^^
Yeah, I did too.
Where did Ngatiyem try?
....
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^^^Kata Arsya, Rana was ushered home with Arka.^^^
Vira who was still in the process of typing a message, just turned to Nada with a look at him as well as sewot. While Nada only responded with a sinless smile, then busy replying to chat from Arsya.
Sya😇
I'll take a break from OTW to your class, okay?
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^^^Ngapain?^^^
^^And I'm going to the cafeteria.^^^
Clean up your class.
Yes, pick you up...
We go to the canteen together.
Kan, you're my girlfriend...😉😉
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^^^Hehehe, yes☺^^^
Her smiley tone was busy with her phone which she hid in the desk drawer. While next to him, Vira put her phone back in, then put up a position supporting the chin. To begin to focus attention on the teacher before him. It's delicious, so Nada. Never have you ever heard of a love clapping one hand.
"Fiuu .. fiuuu .." whistled a guy on the doorstep of class after lesson time ended.
"Cowok you, Nad. It's a real nongolnya," Vira said to Nada who was tidying up her books, with a view towards Arsya who displayed her widest smile. Huh .. kayak anabel aja, the inner Vira is very careless. It seems like today he is destined to be a mosquito repellent again.
In the canteen, again Vira put up a position to support the chin of the middle. But, the guess is right. He really became a mosquito repellent. Sitting at a table with a newly created couple, whose job is not to eat even views. Damnit damnit!
At a desk far away there, at the cafeteria booking table, Mrs Ratih smiled watching her new daughter who she realized was already a teenager, feeling what she called falling in love.
"Ah, let's take it, Vir. Find a girlfriend there! Gosting just his work," said Arsya was disturbed, while Nada just smile to respond.
"God! Yes, love the cave! Anyway, I don't have a boyfriend yet because I don't sell!"
"Keep, if not for not doing it because of what?" challenge Arsya while plucking her food.
"Yes .. yeah, it's not the right one yet." Vira turned her face away from the two couples before her. Again he remembered Brother Zein.
"Godly, most of you choose lo! Yes, I'm a choice," said Arsya then waved at someone. "Yes! Here!" call that guy.
When a round-shaped guy sits beside him, Vira actually returns in a dreamy state. Thinking that if he and Brother Zein had the same taste, surely his life would not be this beautiful. There will be no singles ghosting experts whose fate is so mosquito repellent like this. Yes ... At least if Brother Zein can not accompany him to eat in the cafeteria, they can continue to send word, right?
Tuk .. tuk!
Dio rubbed the girl's arm next to him with his index finger, making the girl unwillingly turn her head to face him.
"He busett!! Heh, Gentong, why are you suddenly nongolous here?! Cosplay again so jinn tomang huh lo?! Pack everything again. Want to fuck you?!" accuse Vira immediately stiffened, as a result of seeing the round face of Dio who was nongolous beside him.
"Lo ngawur, Vir. Who wants to fuck? Anyway, elo diobral free and buy a washing machine also no one will want, Vir. There is even a washing machine that does not sell. Wherever there is, the guy who wants the same vacuum cleaner machine like lo," said Dio casually, while plucking the meatball pentol belonging to the girl next to him.
"God! The insolent! Why are you eating my meatballs?! Pake said me all over again. Here!!" Vira who did not receive the meatballs eaten by Dio, immediately took over the food with a bowl bearing the picture of the rooster.
"For napa, Vir?!" Dio held down Vira's hand, holding the other side of the meatball bowl.
"So!" Vira disagrees.
"For!" Dio still insisted.
"So!"
"For!"
So there was an action of grabbing a bowl of meatballs between the two teenagers. And ...
Bruaks! Gluadak! Jeder!
A bowl of meatballs drifted to the ground. Finally, the contents spilled everywhere and the bowl broke. The two immediately stood in panic, with their mouths agape directing their gaze at Buk Ratih simultaneously. Buk Ratih was surprised, so went gaped.
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The last hour of study was under way but some of the students were standing guard in front of a room with desks, chairs, and unused equipment; the school warehouse, with a guy and a girl in it.
"Yes, I'm still kind, you better just say it. Don't you, the nempelin's all in the mading?" The king thrust a stack of papers in front of the rough Marsha.
The girl was sitting on a chair with a table in front of her, staring lazily at the guy who was actually her classmate.
"Ja, I told you, I'm not the one. I really want to get rid of the value of her repetition. Better yes, Ja, than the paper motocopier replicates him, mending me the motocopy lesson. More useful!" clearly Marsha was lazy, ruffling her hair without passion.
"Keep, if not who? You think I don't know, if all this time you've made him a target for bullies?" The two hands of the King rested on the table before him, standing looking at Marsha with a full glance.
"Okay, fine! I've been bullying him all along." Marsha stood up from her seat, returning the gaze of the man before her. "But if I say it's not me, it's not! My males, Ja, say the same lo," insisted Marsha then passed just like that from before the King. Roughly pushed the door and managed to open it.
"The king who was left could only sit at the table ruffling his hair in frustration. If not Marsha, who else? His mind is confused.
While in the other room, Arka and Arsya were watching the monitor screen in front of them.