I’M Your Crush

I’M Your Crush
Chapter 1


...Love is not seen with the eyes, but with the heart.” ...


...William Shakespeare's...


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“Tumben chemistry teacher hasn't entered class.” Said one of my friends.


“Iya usually only on time.” Connect the other.


“You have to say very well, you do not know if other classes are on classmate ?” Said Deon who had just entered the classroom.


“Weh yes!!”


“Elo kok not say from earlier the kuntet!” exclaim Feza does not accept.


“Well no one went to the cave,” Deon replied not to blame.


“YA DO NOT HAVE TO LO IT SAYS KEK FROM KEMAREN, if that is the cave bring a lot of money for snacks.”


“Bodo highly.”


“Lo the yes kek—,”


“Sstt.. I'm the one you guys stop fighting a day can not,” Lerai Fira.


“Mending we capsus to there aja,” he continued again.


“Yok Ze, we're going there,” take Zoya to me.


‘Ze’ was Zoya's call to me, only Zoya called me ‘Ze’ in my class, others used to call Hazzel, Hazz, or Zel.


“Ng—.”


“Stop! there is no rejection this time,” said Zoya.


“Iss but if the chemistry teacher goes in how? Just go there, I'll wait here. Intar if his mother came to me chat you guys,” my words at length but not heeded Zoya, he still pulled me out.


“You need to refresh Ze, occasionally.”


“Don't just be a class guard, so the new eternal occupants tau rasa.”


“How do people know you live in this world, if you just never point your nose. School samples always fit the bell in, go home yes straight home, how would you like to dapetin gebetan,” Zoya's grin at the end.


“Huhh,” I just snorted hearing Zoya's sniffle.


Finally we arrive at the page held classmate, here every class turned out to have a product they sold. And there was a small stage in front that brought together the various talents of the students.


Our class did not follow, because our class was required to focus on pursuing the material first, so in the various events organized by the school many do not involve us or even it could be that we do not know the information, like this time.


“Ze, I want to buy that, you want to come there?”


My eyes immediately looked for the stand that Zoya pointed at.


“Neither, thou alone there, males there rame. I'll wait here.”


“Oke, wait here well yes. Kabarin if there is something that makes you fall in love at first sight,” said Zoya with a whisper at the end of the sentence.


I immediately slapped Zoya on the shoulder.


“There is no need to ngaco.”


“AWW, yes already BYEE,” shouted Zoya a bit loudly, while running.


Honestly, I'm embarrassed if Zoya always talks loudly, it seems like she deliberately lured people to make us their spotlight.


Can Zoya just understand and understand a little if her friend is really ANSOS.


“Hufft,” I sighed and immediately looked for an empty seat.


I watched the crowd, some were in line, some were crammed, some were just sitting around like me. Then people also did not escape my attention.


My eyes were unintentionally focused with the crowd of male students who were about to head to that food bazaar area. And yes, there was one student who was the center of my attention.


“Wah, she is very neat and conspicuous among her friends,” my monologue.


I didn't realize these eyes kept following his movements. To the point of not realizing, Zoya was already sitting next to me.


“Woyy.. hayo loh, again mengeliatin who you are,” burles Zoya while following the direction of my vision.


“Nakah really my guess if you are here it must be directly dapet gebetan.”


“Ngaku let's say, WHICH ONE!” Zoya cried while continuing to pay attention to the crowd there one by one.


Thank God he doesn't know where I'm looking, my monologue in my heart.


“Opaan si Zoy, I just think people are not allowed,”, I said trying to avoid the accusations.


“No Ze, you have to be honest with me. Your gaze just showed like a person who was admiring something.”


Really, how transparent my expression was in Zoya's vision.


“Come tell me the same story, I've been waiting for a long story from you about your crush, now tell me, which one made you fall in love,” persuaded Zoya enthusiastically.


“Anaan the hell you Zoy, no crush-crush, what else for me to fall cin—ta.”