Romance of the Star of the School
MPLS

"Ncience..." Rara and Arsya compactly shouted my name.

Their cries broke my daydreams and skeptical thoughts. Tonight we will prepare what equipment we will wear and bring tomorrow.

I'm not at all enthusiastic about what used to be called MOS or now it's called MPLS. It was inversely proportional to my friends, I don't know what Rara and Arsya liked from that orientation time. For me flat, even sometimes I am the victim of class brothers who like to find reasons to attack me. On average they do not like my existence that can threaten their existence in front of the men they assess. That was my experience in Junior High. I don't know what I'm going to face tomorrow..

Now that I have to go to Rara's room otherwise, they'll keep yelling my name.

In Room.

"I'm really into that costume. I'm wearing a shirt."

What the fuck is they forcing me to wear a cat costume. How unfortunate..

"Ncess.. Should we wear it?". Rara and Arsya while approaching and thrusting cat-themed costumes where every stay will always have strange ideas that I think they have prepared in advance.

I never know and rather do not want to know what they will prepare in the stay schedule.

The SD times. Doni is still staying and usually we can tell you a lot about what we want to achieve later when we grow up.

We always tell stories all night. Arriving at school on Monday our homeroom teacher is usually chatty and likes to scold us when it comes to the schedule of stay.

Miss Linda why could know that time because miss keceplosan Arsya. He did not know what to do when he was caught by the teacher mabal (void) from the MTK subject hours and preferred to eat meatballs in the school cafeteria. She panicked when she accidentally told Miss Linda. We were in law on the flag court respectfully during the hours Ms. Linda's lesson was over.

Even though Miss Linda was always furious with us. But he's the most compassionate and trusting teacher of our ability. He was the only teacher to date whose home we frequented.

Tonight was a tiring night. It's not the cat costume I'm wearing right now. It was all I had to wear to stop Rara and Arsya whining asking me to wear the same costume as them. One of them is to post the costumes we wear to Instagram. I swear I'm ashamed, like a kid. They are conscious or pretend (intentionally) so. I don't know, I wish these eyes were closed and good night.

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MOS is a time when we will be introduced in a unique way so that we feel at home with the new environment in school.

MOS is popularly used as an activity aimed at new students. MOS has a long history that dates back to Dutch colonial times. MOS has now been removed and replaced with the School Environment Introduction Period (MPLS). Long before the existence of MPLS I had time to feel MOS, the era of Junior High.

But this activity has been removed and replaced with MPLS because it is often done hazing in the school environment.

The thing that most makes me not interested is for three days to be done by the OSIS brothers as told to wear a ball hat, plastic bag, candy necklace, chili bracelet, and leaf belt.

In addition to the train, thankfully we were given material about the United Nations (Line Line Team) even though it was only limited to the basics.

How to teach it we made some troops then taught alternately according to his respective troops by brother OSIS. I, Rara, Arsya and Doni are different armies which all consist of 5 troops. I don't know it looks like the OSIS committee has planned it from the beginning to keep us apart.

Overalls. Although studying at the United Nations was exhausting, I was very happy because I could learn to establish cohesiveness in cooperation between troops. On the last day of MOS, we were given the task of asking for autographs and going around the school, so that we would get to know more about what was in this school.

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POVs Meli

(Vice Chairman of OSIS and MOS Committee)

Osis Room.

"I swear I don't like the girls in Cempaka's group the most."

"Which one? Many woi girls in the cempaka group." said Bela who was busy playing games on her cellphone.

Since the first day of MPLS, I was really annoyed with the boy. Name's Princess. If only this MOS had worked him out.

Bela was shocked immediately reflexes looked at the group of cempaka.

"Whose hair is long, short or hooded, Mel?"

"Not that one, but that one over there. Noh. that one." I pointed towards the princess.

"Mel, are you sure you want to deal with him?" Bela tried to validate.

I saw Bela's expression change and asked like she was unsure.

"Emang why? She who?"

"Asli Loe doesn't know who he is? He is the son of the number one conglomerate in Indonesia. Now his father holds many projects and works with many vendors as well." Bela explained it.

I was so scared of him and envied what he had.

"Campus Mel, he's looking at us right now" Bela whispered as she pretended to see his phone.

I went into the OSIS room followed by Bela.

POV Princess

Exculus building.

My heart and mind are still in the marriage. I can't accept why you decided to get married. My daydream came to a halt when I accidentally saw the OSIS brothers looking at me.

I looked at them and tried to figure out what they wanted from me.

"Po?" kiya asked, casting my gaze towards them.

"Oh, what's wrong, Kiy?"

"We have finished asking for the signature of the head of the board of exculpation. Now the last thing is to ask for the signature of the chairman of OSIS. Yuk, Put."

I followed my group of friends from behind to ask for autographs. Of the few people we have to ask for his signature today.

We're heading to the OSIS room. Actually, I was really lazy because there was a big brother who seemed to be stalking me for the past three days.

Upon arrival, me and a few friends waited outside and who entered into only the group leader, our paper collect all.

I glanced to the right of the OSIS room and I saw Doni's group of Tulips heading this way as well to ask for the last signature.

I'm taking a look at Doni. Last night's events are still imprinted in this memory. I shake my head so that the imagination of last night's events is gone. It was unexpected that she held my shoulder and said,

"Put, what's wrong with you?"

I was shocked. Reflex replied, "i'm good." Then I saw his face. OMG why my heart beats faster. I just realized that Doni has beautiful eyes. My eyes and his eyes clashed and the prayers of our group's friends dispersed the look at each other.

Eliminating that awkwardness, Doni permits to go to the toilet. Not long after Kelvin came out.