The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 35. Don't Do This To Me.

"Okay, see you tomorrow. Don't forget to do your homework (well, see you tomorrow, don't forget to do your PR)."

Wulan threw her smile at the rest of the class. He breathed a sigh of relief. Class 11 was fun. They are not as complex as class 12, especially literacy classes. And what calms him down is, he doesn't have to come face to face with Max.

One by one he saw the students who began to scatter out of class. He still smiles at her. But his smile faded as he turned to the door and found Max standing there with his usual mischievous smile.

"Oh, no," he said softly while holding his forehead. He hurriedly tidied up his books and moved from his seat.

"I need your help." Max shook the red-coated book he was holding. "There's a translation assignment from Madame Bassett. I'm a little trouble."

Wulan rolled both her eyes. "That's right, Max. Since when do you want to do your job?"

"Since now. Come, Miss. I'm waiting at the cafeteria, okay?"

"I'm sorry, Max. I can't."

Max clucked. "You want me to report it to the Principal?" threaten Max with his slanted smile which is very annoying in Wulan's eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Teachers refuse openly to help their students about the lesson for no apparent reason."

Wulan snorted in annoyance. "You're threatening me?"

"I have no choice, Miss." Max raised both his hands while thawing.

"Wait for me at the cafe" said Wulan lazily. Max laughed happily. He disappeared behind the door. Leaving Wulan alone in an empty classroom. He repeatedly sighed and squeezed his face with a huff.

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The book Animal Farm by George Orwell was Max put in front of Wulan. Both are in a very crowded cafeteria.

Max opened the first page and crossed out a few words in English that he did not understand with his pencil and asked Wulan to translate them.

"Did you know there's a book called Dictionary?" sindir Wulan's.

Max grimacing. "I'm lazy."

Wulan. Then check the pages of the book and point to the words that Max has encircled in pencil.

"Exhibited, ensconced, benevolent ... tushes ...." Wulan swept the vocabulary that Max meant with the tip of his index finger.

Max looked at Wulan with a smile and placed his head on his arms which he folded on the table.

"Max, are you serious?" ask Wulan.

"I'm serious, Miss," he chuckled.

"See the book!" hardik Wulan while hitting the tip of Max's head gagged.

"I'm more interested in seeing your face."

Wulan rounded her eyes. "I'm not kidding, Max."

"Well," said Max, pulling the book and closing it. "I just want to talk to you."

Wulan snorted in annoyance. "I thought so." He got up from his seat and was about to walk away. Max quickly held his arm.

"Wait, Miss. Sit down first."

Wulan was forced to sit back in her chair. "What do you want, Max?"

"Still waiting for your answer."

"What answer? Which question?"

"Look at me, Miss," asked Max while putting on his serious face.

Wulan looked at those blue eyes before her with a chaotic feeling.

"Do you like me or not?"

Max smiled broadly at Wulan's reply. "I take that as a yes." Max snapped his finger.

Wulan. "Listen yes, Naughty Child. It's not as easy as you imagine. The adult world is complicated. You still have a lot to learn, okay?"

Wulan returned from her seat. Scrambled Max's hair at a glance, then passed from before the young man.

Max could only be found in his seat. His eyes looked at the cover of the color book with the image of a pig and a windmill in front of him, but his mind was somewhere.

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"Is there a problem, Wulan?" adrienne asked as she looked at Wulan who had just walked into their room with a lethargic face.

"C'est complique (complicated)," replied Wulan as he pulled his chair and threw his body there.

Adrienne seems to have guessed what the Wulan problem is. He shifted his chair closer to his colleague's chair.

"Maximilian?" adrienne's question made Wulan kneel her forehead which began to pulsate.

Wulan raised her head, then looked around the room. There's just him and Adrienne. Paul and Monique still teach.

"You fell in love with that kid, huh?" Adrienne asked again. More precisely guess.

Wulan swallowed his saliva. He was confused as to what to answer. He just took a deep breath.

"Just calm down, Wulan. Your secret is safe with me." Adrienne patted the back of Wulan's hand.

"Don't know, Adrienne, I'm really confused by my own feelings."

"I've warned you several times, Wulan. Even from the first moment I saw you getting close to Max."

Wulan stroked her hair while twitching her head. "I know, Adrienne, I know. I don't know when that feeling came about. Andwhy?Is it because I am a lonely woman? Oh God!"

Adrienne took a slow breath. "You're not too far with Max, are you?"

Wulan. Not too far away? What about her embarrassing scenes and Max in bed?

"Yes, if you don't want to get in trouble, stay away from Max immediately."

"I've tried to avoid it. You know, I moved to 11th grade just to avoid it."

"And Max is still after you?" adrienne asked, replying with a nod of Wulan's head. "I have an idea."

Wulan raised her eyebrows. "The idea?"

"You're just going out with Damien."

"Oh no, no. Don't be Damien."

Adrienne pinched her lips. "Why indeed? He's handsome, he comes from a family of being, he likes you, and the important thing is he's your age, Wulan."

"Because of her ...." Wulan hung up her words. "I'm not interested in Damien anyway."

"What's wrong with trying to open your heart to her?"

"Can't!" wulan replied firmly. "I mean, I'm really not interested."

Adrienne. Then stroked his nose sign he was thinking. "But you still have to find a boyfriend, Wulan. Max would have backed off on his own if he knew you already had a serious man. If you're still alone, the boy will keep chasing you and for a long time you can't resist his charms" he said. "Yes, I admit Maximilian is a handsome brat, indeed" he joked. Making Wulan smile.

"I'm looking for a guy to make a girlfriend. Where can I find that guy?" wulan Mumam.

"Your old friends at the Sorbonne?"

"Lost contact."

Adrienne thought for a moment.

"Ah, I'll introduce you to a friend of mine."

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