The High School Bad Boy
Part 79's. She Does What She Wants.

JEAN-BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.

Wulan felt that many students were watching her from the moment she walked out of the Master room to the 11th grade building. He also had a chance to cross paths with Belle Fortin in the corridor who looked at him with a cynical look.

I don't know what's wrong with her that the students are acting strangely towards her.

He entered the class feeling sad. Plus the whole class was now looking at him with a strange look. Among them there were even whispering and mocking smiles.

"Good morning," Wulan greeted as she swept her gaze across the classroom.

"Good morning, Miss ...." The students answered politely. But Wulan's eyes caught the strange expressions of their faces.

"You guys done PR?" ask Wulan.

Whispers and giggles began to be heard. Wulan scrunched her forehead. It is not usual for students in this class to behave like that.

"Please collect your PR" he said later. He tried to ignore his feelings that were starting to get bad.

Wulan sat in her chair and waited for the students to collect PR as she ordered.

"Miss!" call someone from the back seat.

"Yes," Wulan replied as she glanced at a red-haired boy smiling at her.

"Would you date me?" the boy was followed by the cheers of the whole class.

Wulan. He got up from his seat and walked closer to the boy.

"What did you say, Janvier?" tanya Wulan mentioned the name of the boy.

Janvier throws an absurd smile at his friends. Then looked at Wulan with a seductive look. "Yes, you want to date me?"

"You're so disrespectful, Janvier!" hardik Wulan's. He was so astonished, this child was not usually this insolent.

"If Maximilian can date you, that means I have a chance, right, Miss? I'm even younger than him .. and more handsome," joked Janvier.

The sound of laughter from the entire class was so deafening to Wulan's ears. His chest pounded. Maybe his face is now red.

Brakkk.

Wulan kicked Janvier's desk hard. Until all students are silent. But there were whispers between them.

"Don't talk shit!" he was furious with the hunting breath.

He turned his body and walked towards his desk.

"Open the forty-six page book, read it carefully, and answer the questions below!" lantang. "I'll excuse you for a moment" he said as he stepped out of the classroom.

He walked down the corridor with a heartburn stomach. The body was also cold hot. It seemed that Wulan now understood why the inhabitants of this school were looking at her with a strange expression.

Is this the time? Everything been uncovered?

Wulan was aghast as she entered the courtyard between the 11th and 12th grade buildings, some male students, among whom Andre, blocked her path. One of them whistled while looking at Wulan's chest.

"Tu va ou (where are you going), Miss?" goda Andre as he approached Wulan.

The big-bodied young man was about to grab Wulan's chin, but he quickly brushed it off.

"Take care of your attitude, Andre!" exclaimed Wulan while pointing right in front of the young man's face.

Andre laughed out loud. "Don't sell too expensive, Miss. Guillaume can fuck you, why can't I?"

Plakk.

One slap of Wulan landed on Andre's cheek violently. It made the young man grimace in pain. He was about to grab Wulan's arm, but someone suddenly came and held her back.

"Go you!" Jolene, standing between Andre and Wulan. He glared at the young man and his friends. "Allez charge (let's go)!" the thrill came back when he saw the young man and his friends still wanted to tease Wulan.

"Wulan, Principal's mother is looking for you" Jolene told Wulan. He pushed Andre's chest to give way to Wulan.

While Wulan walked down following Jolene's steps into the 12th class building.

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The blonde-haired, fat-bodied woman, La Principale, Madame Thibaud, stared intently at Wulan who was sitting across the table and did not dare to raise her head. His face looked tense, and angry.

While Jolene was standing not far behind Wulan with a slanted smile on her lips.

"I can't believe a scandal like this could happen again at this school" Madame Thibaud said in a heavy voice.

"You can explain, Miss Laksana?" continued.

Wulan raised her face slowly. "Madame La Principale, je suis desole, je (Mother of the principal, I'm sorry, I) ...."

Brakkk.

The door of the room suddenly opened forcefully. Wulan, Jolene and Madame Thibaud were shocked.

"This is not Miss Laksana's fault!"

"You have no manners, yes, Young Man!" hardik Madame Thibaud on Max with her face off.

"Desole, Madame (sorry, Mom). I'm the one who teased Miss Laksana. He did not respond at all. It's just slander from a person who ...." Max turned his head towards Jolene and looked at her cynically. "People who want to destroy Miss Laksana's reputation" he continued.

"Hmm?" Madame Thibaud tightened her forehead to look at Max.

"I am guilty." Max patted his chest a few times. "If anyone should be punished. I'm the guy. I'm the one who always bothers Miss Like." Max challenged the gaze of the Headmaster Mother boldly.

"really so? But the news is that you and Miss Laksana are in a romantic relationship."

Max shook his head. "Not true!" assertive Max. "I did like Miss Laksana, but she didn't repay me. I swear, Madame .. You may ask the Sorbonne to remove my scholarship if I lie."

Wulan was surprised to hear Max's words. But he could only be silent.

"How is this, Miss Dupont, why is there such untrue news?" Madame Thibaud now turned her attention to Jolene.

"Emm .. I .. also don't know, Madame. There were some students who passed it on to me," Jolene replied.

Madame Thibaud took a deep breath.

"It's a waste of my time" he grumbled. "You all go!" his word, shaking his hand, beckoned Wulan, Max and Jolene to leave his room.

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Wulan walked down the crowded corridor towards her room. All eyes were looking at him with all sorts of expressions. Some were cynical, some were mocking, there were even some who rewarded him with naughty whistles.

"Ecoutez-moi, tout les monde (listen to me all)!" someone shouted from behind his back. Making Wulan's footsteps stop and look towards her back.

Max's!

"What you hear is cheap gossip!" Max exclaimed as he pointed at all the students crowding the corridor.

"I'm in charge here. I'm the one who bothers Miss Wulan. I'm chasing him. If you want to say something. Say it here, in front of me!"

The atmosphere of the corridor became quiet. No one dared to speak to Max.

"If I know anyone is bothering Miss Wulan again .. you're done!" max Threat.

Max swept a glance across the corridor. He saw Belle among the crowd of students. The girl bowed. But he could see his face looking pale.

"Please come into your room, Miss." Max invites Wulan to leave first.

Wulan nodded. Then slowly he stepped into the Teacher's room.

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STALINGRAD, GERMANY.

Max stood on his back beside the main door of the apartment while smoking his cigarette. Upon seeing Belle's arrival, he slammed his cigarette and stomped on her violently.

"Hey, je veux parler (i want to talk)!" he yelled at the girl.

Panicked Belle runs to avoid Max, but the young man catches her.

"I don't know anything, Max, really," Belle's great-granddaughter was terrified.

Max pushes Belle's body to the wall. Then hold the girl there without being able to fight back.

"You spread that cheap gossip, right?"

"No, Max, I .. I ...."

"Who told you to, huh?" ask Max. Even though he already knew who was behind all this. He just wanted to teach Belle a little lesson.

Belle swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. The girl knew she couldn't lie to Max.

"Dis moi (say)!" max's jolt made Belle shiver in fear. "Dar!" shouting Max.

"Miss Jolene, Max ... Miss Jolene told me to."

Max released his grip on Belle's collar. "If you weren't a woman, I would've beaten you!"

"I'm sorry, Max, I'm sorry."

"Go there!" he shouted at Belle who immediately ran into the building.

Max exhaled his coarse breath. He really wanted to teach Jolene Dupont that crazy woman a lesson.

"Aargh!" he shouted while kicking a used can lying not far from him, until it hit the wall.

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