Stopover Place
Chapter 8's

Today's class in class.

The history subject clock.

The teacher who teaches history in my class happens to be my own homeroom teacher. The teacher is female.

Incidentally, my homeroom teacher also includes members of STP2K (Student Development Task Force) who have duties in coaching students in accordance with the rules and regulations applicable in the school.

At the time of the history maple clock, teachers more often use a projector to explain the material presented and usually we are also asked to record and summarize the material in the notebook.

While we take notes, the teacher sometimes invites chatting and occasionally joking so as not to be too bored during class hours. My teacher is really cool. He rarely gives assignments and every teaching atmosphere is made as relaxed as possible. The history lesson that sounds boring becomes not as boring as imagined. However, if the time is serious it should also be serious.

While everyone was taking notes, the teacher saw some girls in my class wearing makeup. Maybe if the make up is a natural teacher will not know. But they make up too much, so every teacher who sees it must know. Several times also they have been reminded other teachers not to wear makeup while at school, but still they are horrified.

The teacher approached them.

The center of attention of all in the class was directly on them.

"Here you guys wearing make up?" ask the teacher to those who wear make up.

"No, ma'am" let's go at the same time.

"What's wrong, your powder is cut like this, your lips are also very red" said the teacher again.

"You are still school children and this is also at school, do not make up tebel-tebel. If you want to make up properly. If you think it's even so like aunty-aunty" continued the teacher.

At first no one claimed that they wear makeup, even though it was clearly her make up.

But, finally they also admitted to wearing make up.

The teacher immediately told them to wash their face until the makeup was completely clean and gave a warning to them not to repeat it again.

FYI (For Your Information), at my school there is a ban on wearing makeup.

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Change of lesson hours.

The teacher who teaches the next lesson has not yet entered the class.

As usual all on the noisy, there are chatting, playing hp. I talked to Nana, Elin, and Risa.

As I chatted, Abi came to my seat. He came because he wanted to borrow typeX.

But he didn't leave immediately.

"But dialogue. My clothes were pulled together by the teacher until the buttons came off" he said.

"Why can you, when?" my many.

"So, you didn't know?" answer and ask back to me.

"No, maybe I didn't see it" I replied.

"For the ga clothes I entered, uh even got pulled. The buttons are gone again" he said.

"Hahaha you were wrong too. Why aren't you getting in the clothes?" I said.

"It's not like Diil's in, but it's noon, his clothes come out on their own and I don't go in anymore" he said.

"Nih look," he said again, showing his shirt that his buttons were missing.

I laughed a little.

Here is the distance between me and Abi really-gener really deket in my opinion, at least only 10 cm aja. His position I sat in and he stood beside me and I turned to the side.

And he's during the conversation like he's staring at me. I also occasionally look at him, when he talks again, and because he is tall continues to stand so I kind of raise my head up when he says.

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The second break is around 12 p.m.

All of my friends at the class exit included Nana, Elin and Risa. There was only me and one girl in that class.

I was lazy to leave class because the moon was coming.

As usual I always sit on the bench second from behind.

I put my head on the table with both my hands as the pads. My stomach is really uncomfortable.

I play my phone and occasionally close my eyes.

I heard footsteps coming into the class.

However, I still closed my eyes and ignored him.

Maybe it was the sound of one of my friends (i thought).

The sound of footsteps drew closer to me.

"Eh Dila," said the man and sat down on the bench in front of me.

I opened my eyes and turned towards the voice and it turned out to be Abi.

I glanced at him briefly, then I looked around and it turned out that in class there were only the two of us.

I did not realize that the girl friend who was in class with me was no longer in class.

Then I put my head back.

The atmosphere of the class was so quiet because I was the same Abi did not chat at all. I was lazy to talk and Abi just sat there and didn't bother me.

I also do not know why Abi sat there when the bench he was not there and there are many other places besides there.

He sat there playing a game on his phone.

Tumben-tumbenan also he's not together with his friends.

Moments later, Abi's friends entered the class. And yes, they play games together.

The class was not quiet anymore, because the other children had also come.

The break is still quite long, Nana invites me to go to buy a drink.

Because my stomach has also started to eat, I agree to Nana's invitation. Elin and Risa did not come.

I got up from my seat, and there Abi glimpsed at me.

I immediately caught up with Nana who had gone first and was waiting for me at the front door of the classroom.

After we buy a drink, we go straight back to class.

When I got to class, almost all of my classmates were already in class. Class time is still a few minutes away.

I went back to where I was sitting. Abi was also still sitting on the bench in front of me.

Again Abi glimpsed at me.

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Honestly, I am here also beginning to be confused with Abi's increasingly strange attitude. At first I didn't care much about his attitude.

But now, I feel that Abi's attitude toward Me is really different from his attitude toward others. Even so, I still don't want to think too much. Maybe he thinks of me as a friend or a close friend. He might not like me either.

I don't expect more between our relationships either. Let everything go as usual and flow as it is.

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