
"Hi sal!." Reproach it to his friends.
"Hi...! new dateng?" He's nodding. Salsa is Grace's first friend at this school.he meets her at the gate. When he finds out that Salasa is his classmate. Grace decides to try to blend in and befriend Salsa.
As it turns out, Salsa is quite an interesting, funny and kind student. In the past, Grace was often afraid to start a friendship. But when he decided to change. He was also noble trying to blend in and open up.
"Yes. Today's first lesson in English, right?." Grace asked while playing her phone.
"Yups.and you know what? Our teacher is real bule loh!. Where is the handsome again." Salsa with burning eyes.
"Sal, our school is international. It is clear that our teacher – teachers there are some who are metatengin from outside." The reply.
"yeah. You're right!." Salsa is just a nut - a mangosteen. "But he's a handsome Grace." Overwhelmed again.
"*I don't care*." He turned his focus back to the square object he was holding.
Since that fight, his phone seemed like a useless object. Usually, Thomas always sends silly messages and pranks him by terrorizing his phone at midnight.
Sometimes he misses – things silly and annoying it. But, when recalled, if it turns out that his feelings had to run aground so quickly before he expressed his feelings clearly, it was quite painful.
"What is he now?" Grace tapped on her phone screen while looking at photos of herself and Thomas as a child. The photo is always the background on his phone.
"Who is Grace?, you look so gloomy today." Salsa asked who was looking at Grace's face so intensely. He glanced at the photo on Grace's phone. "That's who?"
"Nothing's." Grace doesn't want to talk about this first.
"Don't try to lie to me, Grace." Salsa Sahut. She clearly felt that something was hidden by her best friend, it was clearly visible on Grace's face.
"Just someone from the past." He started to drown his face on the table.
"Someone you like?" Grace just replied with a mutter. He completely lost the mood if he had discussed this. Somehow his memory will always return to that night.
The night he saw the scene he shouldn't have, and the night he had a violent altercation between himself and Thomas.
Why does he change so easily?, do I really mean nothing to you? You know that I have always liked you, but you always thought I was a friend. Do you ever think how it feels when you are always near me and too positive about anything about me. But I can't even hope for more than that.'
grace's head will always hurt if she thinks about it. She wants to try to change. And , it should have started to forget the past and move on with life. Thomas could. Why isn't he?
"Just be yourself grace, if you like to reveal. Do not close - close. If you notice your feelings. You'll be late." Salsa's advice seemed to disperse Grace's daydream.
"It's easy to talk, but action is the hardest one." Grace Sahut.
"I know. But, at least you have revealed it. If it doesn't work out, it's not him." Added again.
"But he just thinks I'm his best friend and nothing more. He always presses that. He didn't even know I heard it from his mouth. It's hurt, Sal!"
Salsa. So, Grace fell in love with her best friend. "You have a crush on your own best friend?" Grace agreed to Salsa's question with a nod of her head. "Since when?."
"From long ago." Salsa's forehead wrinkled. If Grace has always liked the – man.why did she not say her feelings. "Why keep it?."
"Ck! Be stuck. Don't talk about this." Grace put her head back to the table. He felt Salsa moving – move his hand. "Woy! Continue first..! It's a very good story."
"When not the mood of the story." The reply was uninterrupted by the Salsa splashy action that was still pushy.
"Ish bummer! Promise to continue the story." Reply to salsa with his irritated tone. Grace muttered inexplicably to answer her best friend's request.
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