Football System: Classic Number 10
Episode 10: New Year of Teachings
For some reason, every Pink Camelia flower blooms, then a new year of study also begins. Every time I go to a new school, or a new class, I will always see the flowers of the Theaceae family.
Just like now, I started my first year as a high school boy. Like I said before, I went to 1st Mining High School because the school was quite close to my house.
Unlike when in Junior High that made me have to take a bus because of a long journey, now I can walk to school without fear of being late because the streets are jammed or missed the bus.
I walked casually towards school, the euphoric feeling I experienced last night still lingering in my soul. The white school blazer with my yellow accent fluttered from the cold morning breeze, as I watched the many people passing by, going back and forth to work and school just like myself.
It only takes less than 10 minutes from home, I've got to school. There have been many other students who also arrived at the school, some of the teacher councils I also saw were waiting for the arrival of the students in front of the school gate.
Some of them are cycling to school, some are walking the same as me, some are carrying their own motorbikes and some are driven by car. Of course it only applies to a few people.
I don't envy them, I just like to observe so such a sight wouldn't make me envious at all, I am aware of my own shortcomings and do not want to fool myself by pretending to be someone else.
I saluted the board of teachers standing near the school gate, after which I was about to go in and find out where my class was.
But before I did that, there was a commotion in front of the gate, more precisely when entering the school grounds. There was a student who came to school with a rather different motorcycle.
The sound of the motorbike was very loud, until it became a spectacle of one school. The body is also very large and the person who rides it seems to be very small. It was an American motorcycle, Harley Davidson CVO Street Glide! Do you know how much the bike cost? 1.4 Billion Rupiah!
I guess who is the conglomerate that has the bike worth my self-esteem? As he took off the helmet, there was a handsome man with a classy makeup. I know that guy, I didn't think he'd make a scene on the first day of school.
"Hey hey, who's that handsome guy?"
"Is he a new student?"
"I want to ride the bike with him" The women commented after seeing who was behind the commotion, I didn't want to get entangled with any case so I tried to ignore it.
"Oi amigo you are that! Oh!" Damn it, he yelled at me.
I sped up to avoid anything unwanted, but the son of the conglomerate boss managed to chase me and confronted me to go further. "It's so bad you're friends that you want to run away like that, aren't we friends, right?" abugn.
"Who is it?" I pretended not to know and did not know her figure.
"Ah you're so evil Rizaldi!" He seemed annoyed by my attitude, his attitude that made me laugh because I could not bear to see him.
This guy is Derry, I didn't think he'd make a scene in one school on the first day of school. Derry and I went into the school, we looked up where we were going to be in class.
When we entered the class there were many other students in the class, many seats were filled and the front seats were sold out. The front row seats are my favorite place.
"I'm sitting in the back" Derry has decided where he will dock and I'm still pensive to think about the front row seats that have been sold out.
Then my eyes were fixed on the middle seat, but the position was very close to the window facing outside. I immediately chose that place, because I could calmly study while relaxing to feel the breeze.
"Nobody's sitting here, right?" I tried to ask the person who was already sitting next to the place I wanted to choose.
He was still busy with his book, I think he was typical of children who like to read.After his eyes were quite tired, he began to turn his eyes towards me who had been waiting like a beaver standing.
As soon as he looked at me, I could immediately feel the distinctive fragrance of women who were splashing out of his body, his face as pure white as always exposed to water, his eyes beautifully greenish-brown. He was like an artist that I often saw on television, his aura also showed that.
"No, it's empty if you want to sit please I don't matter" he said gently.
I don't know what else to say, I don't have a history of talking to women for too long before. So I just nodded slowly as a form of my gratitude.
I immediately sat down to cover up this nervousness, besides the reason I immediately sat down was because the woman was still staring at me until now. I did everything I could to keep that woman from not paying attention to me anymore. I pretended to whistle, twirled the pens, to the point of pretending to be a robot. But it seems like the thing I did was even more to make the woman pay more attention to me, I finally gave up and looked at her.
"What's wrong? Am I wrong?" I said with a worried feeling.
"Have we met before?"
"It seems not" said I who was currently confused.
"Oh that's how it is, your face is so familiar. My name is Salma Vinola" The woman took out her snow-white hand.
I doubt if he'll take a handshake from me or if it's just a trick to make me look stupid. I was silent for a moment, but he still stretched out his hand and finally made me receive that handshake.
"I'm Rizaldi Fatah" I said, feeling how smooth his skin was covering his tiny arms.
Her skin was so smooth as silk, that it made me forget that I held her hand for too long and it made me quite embarrassed, I immediately pulled my hand and looked back out the window.
Then the sign-in bell rang. Moments later a teacher came into the classroom and told us to introduce ourselves one by one, of course by the time the Derry section introduced itself all female eyes were on him and Derry broke the record for the longest introduction today.