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#54 Misunderstanding
For a whole week Cherryl and Thomas will provide direction for school ambassador candidates; explain about the rules, the arrangement of events, the preparation of vision-mission, preparation for talent performances, and others. In addition to the election of ambassadors, every year also must be held a choir race and decorate classes that apply to all classes from class 10 to 12. Both must also coordinate frequently with OSIS and teachers who have been asked to be judges for both the selection of ambassadors and competitions.
Sebastian, whose voice is famous for being good, is definitely drawn into the choir race, while the rest of his friends are busy determining the theme and preparing accessories to decorate their class.
The event will be held in two weeks, so starting this week lesson hours are cut by twenty minutes each class. After school ended then they were immediately busy here and there, this training-it, anyway so crowded. The return hours are also faster because the teacher also encourages students to keep maximizing their learning hours at home for exam preparation.
“Gue first!” devin exclaimed as he waved his hand at Lily who was taking out some ribbons and other craft equipment from the bag.
“Oke spirit, Vin!” the girl encouraged her friend.
Devin was freed from the demands of helping the class in preparation for the race of course because the guy had to practice because the time was getting closer, at best if the training was completed first he only helped the class decking a little.
On the other hand Sebastian was refraining from putting on a strange expression because he had to stand next to Tasya who had somehow breathed heavily to how many times since the training began. The guy also feels uncomfortable especially the girl blatantly staring at him cynically every time they accidentally meet face to face.
Alfian who was busy cutting double tape to help one of their classmates could even feel the look for help that Sebastian showed him from earlier, only he pretended not to see it. After all, since the man's relationship with Tasya stretched, Alfian also became followed by the girl.
At the same time, Cherryl is directing eight candidates from the Putera and Puteri Ambassador of the school, actually one class can only send one pair but this year there are two classes that send two couples as candidates. Thomas stood at the front of the OSIS room which was converted as their gathering place while the members of OSIS themselves were in the hall to take care of property and other affairs.
“All of you have entered the group so for the list of rules, rundown events, the same other info we share there. For today we explain first you have to prepare anything, if there are questions can be directly asked to me or Thomas. Obviously yes?” cherryl said and everyone nodded.
Cherryl and Thomas could actually run for ambassador again but they were determined to not want to because they were too busy. One year of experience is enough for both.
“Kak Cherryl make a talent show how, I do not have talent.” said one of the girls from class 10 IPS.
Thomas replied, “By reading the poem, or singing or playing music. No one can?” said.
The younger brother thinks while turning his lips, “I can eat, time must mukbang in front of people anyway Kak?” it made everyone in the room laugh.
“Udah gausah terrorized Kak he mah emang rada-rada. Let him sing, I play guitar. Can collab right, sister?” said the guy who was the candidate girl couple earlier.
Cherryl nodded, “By who wants collaboration but the maximum is alone so that the teacher is not overwhelmed by the value.” he replied while opening the lid of the mineral water bottle and then downing it before continuing the conversation.
“Then Thomas also played drums right?” sahut Gaby, one of the boy's classmates.
“Hooh, really cool anyway I.” replied the guy and then patted softly by the cherry girl while laughing.
“Kalo Kak Cherryl what, Kak?” ask one of the guys from 10 IPAs.
Asked to scratch his nape slowly, “Gue used to storytelling anyway because the gapunya talent hehehe.”
“Iya, use English.” Thomas said.
“Yah Kak it anyway can still be called talent!”
“Oh yes you guys spit up dance practice as well because after the election there are dance sessions and candidates who lead first. Meal I have written there if you guys later have to wear a dress for the girl, the guy wears a suit yes adjust aja.” sergeant Cherryl to switch topics.
The candidates from class 11 already know so they are not surprised, but the candidates from class 10 directly look at their respective partners with a face ogah, “Masa must really Kak, Kak, amit-amit very dance with her mah!” exclaim one of the girls who ended up arguing with his partner.
“HAHAH I used to do that too, so no wonder anyway. Abis select with Cherryl usually, fortunately his son can be invited to cooperate not like my partner.” timpal Thomas who made one younger brother raised his hand to ask.
“Loh first couple Brother not Brother Cherryl?”
Cherryl shakes, “Not. You are filed in pairs but the assessment remains each. Can only choose different classes even different forces.” he explained.
After that the conversation continued until the time of returning home, each of them closed the activity with a prayer together before scattering out of the room. As usual Cherryl went straight to Lily, Sebastian, Alfian and Devin and gathered to chat for a moment.
Devin whose hair is still wet with sweat sits in the canteen chair where they gather, “Capek.” his eluh.
“Hooh, where is the hot weather.” Alfian says.
Lily was busy with her cell phone, sending messages to her boyfriend who rarely met with them because he had his own circle of friends.
Sebastian locked the screen of his phone after reading the message sent by the mother, “Mother makes a sponge the same pastry, tell you to stop by nih on ga? All studying together?” he said then who immediately got a positive response from others.
“Gas!”
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Elhanan scratched her nape slowly after sitting in the chair before Gilang, the guy invited her to hang out together this afternoon and he also said he would come with Anggara because the two had just returned from campus. The girl was relieved because she did not have to bother making excuses again to meet the guy, she immediately brought her denim jacket to be returned.
“Gue same Angga has been drinking, you want what?” he asked Gilang and Elhanan answered.
“Eh my own business, Lang.” interrupted the girl when the guy said that he would order it to the cashier, but Gilang still insisted he finally relented.
The pointy-nosed guy widened his smile before moving on, “Gue all food pesen ya!”
The problem is now that Elhanan is only two with Anggara who had seen no interest at all to chat, the guy continues to stare at his cellphone.
“Ehem, Angga?” call the girl slowly, venturing while saving the paper bag in her hand.
The guy looked up and widened his eyes, “Ya?”
Elhanan lifted the paper bag and thrust it in front of the guy who made him put together confused eyebrows, “This is what?” tanyakanya.
“Ah that, the one yesterday. Thanks you already want to minjemin jacket.This I've washed so you need to wash again. Once again thank you very much.” said the girl was trying to keep her tone steady because it felt new this time she and Anggara looked at each other seriously.
The guy reached out his hand to open the paper bag and then he poked his lips, “This is not my jacket.” he said slowly.
Elhanan gaped, her brain unable to process what she heard properly. From the face of that serious guy, there's no way he's kidding right?
“Eh? How come you answered?”
Anggara scratched his temple, “That's because no one answered..”.
“Oohh...” said Elhanan in a slow tone, she no longer knows and does not care if her face has been flushed with embarrassment. The girl even had strange thoughts even though the jacket did not belong to Anggara, very embarrassed!
“Eum, so who's this?” tanyanya.
“It's got bang Farrel, his brother the Tian.”
TBC.