Dusk Bleak
Grumpy

“I can meet cute girls,“ Antony said when huddling. In a hallway of the room that is located, between the classroom and the engine room generator if the electricity is off. That's where they usually gather. Especially if free time, such as rest or empty hours when the teacher is in a meeting and goes to attend mass weddings in the city hall.

“Really?“ scopio ML aka Scopio Merto Lulut. Between sure and sure. Despite seeing his partner's circumstances like that, but considering his fondness and possession everything made that possible. Nothing has. Car, motor, laptop. All available. Even if it belonged to his parents. His colleagues are the same. Only his face and posture sometimes make other people including the opposite sex, like one of the humans who became his target to be his future partner.

“Yeah, I'll have another apple.“ The story of Si Antony continued the previous words so that his colleagues were more confident in his words. If not, then the story that had previously begun to seep into the minds of his friends will disappear again, covered by another story that will usually connect when the friends gather rather than lonely roll time.

“Like it.“

“Where is the house,“ ask Jupiter De La Cruz. He was the most provoked, as if very enthusiastic when his handsome partner had a new friend from the neighboring school who was famous for being beautiful, cute and a little bit of woody. Many of them are so fascinated to see the group of beautiful people from the school in one city.

“There. Not far away,“ said Antony who immediately remembered when playing last night and his brief introduction that immediately made a close relationship. He explained the house of the girl who was warm to be their discussion. With details shown the address and condition of the neighbor's house along with the intricacies of the state of the mother's father and his relatives. Of course with flavoring spices, so that the more delicious heard by all parties.

“Wah cool well,“ praise his colleagues, how much they want to drift on the story in their real world, such as the cool events experienced by the friend.

“Hooh..

“And I want to have, but can't get,” complained his partner. The oldest with a face of concern and his fate was the same.

“Nyari lah,“ said his colleagues between giving the same solution scorned with different conditions thin. Obnoxious anyway. From the past it was impossible but his will was very strong. If the same is ashamed. Also reluctant to be asked. Nor does it fit. If not different age, different status, also different beliefs. Between sure and not.

Teng....

“Wah bell rings.“

“Let's continue our interesting chat with similar material but different times,“ said those who are still curious about the state of their friends who seemed to get durian collapsed. For those who are that age, getting such a story is an advantage. And considered early for the sake of the smoothness of future life.

Everyone goes to class.