
The second hour of rest has sounded making the hallways, canteens to the field become crowded.
"Where is the new kid's class?" Rio continued to babble making the Maikel who was walking by his side stuff the ears with the headset.
The crow that walked the front gave a glance at the writing on the door leaf.
IPA XII.
The half-closed door showed a black-haired girl bowing down, reading a book on the table. The position of the girl in the corner makes her face not so clearly visible.
Rio who wants to pass the Crow in resistant Etan. "Prophe Boss! Let me go first."
Rio snorted, but according to.
Maikel took a step forward, side by side with his three friends, while the Crow stepped more and more in.
"Excuse me!"
Sherly stopped the eye roll. The girl snorted, staring at the towering body of the Crow in front of her. "What's wrong?"
Sherly's voice that is still thick with a western accent sounds cute in the ears of the Crow. She commented a smile watching Sherly's innocent face.
"Again what?"
Crow's question instead made Sherly furrow her brows, puzzled. Sherly glanced at the open book sheet.
"Oh, read it again?" The crow looks clumsy.
The four people who were stealing heard pushing and nudging each other. A door that is only half open is not enough for all four bodies.
"Eh demon! Dong chillies your belly!" Rio protesting. Their tilted position makes the stomach and back stick together.
"Have a son! My stomach is small! Your body is getting fat." Etan complained as Rio elbowed his stomach.
"Read what?" The crow is still trying.
"Bastard Immortals."
"Oh immortal. Do you like fantasy?"
Sherly nodded, returning to reading the book.
"I have a lot of fantasy books at home, will you?"
Silent!
The crow sighed. He still hasn't given up, won't even give up. The attitude of the girl in front of him is very different from other girls. It made the Crow challenged to conquer it.
The twin brothers who saw that, compactly smiled happily. Their door of opportunity is opening wide. Although for the matter of appearance Etan and Evan have certainly lost, they have a powerful antidote. So far no one has managed to escape from their sacred blazing, pure talent passed down the family.
"How do you like a rich guy?"
Sherly grunts. He had tried to be patient and concentrate, but the novel he was reading was at its most exciting point! Sherly could not be bothered because it would take away the sense of imagining scenes in the book.
"Like romantic, what's humorous?"
"Not both." Sherly answered ketus.
The crow laughed discordantly, so unpleasant to hear Sherly. "Girls usually choose humorous guys."
Sherly tries to re-focus on reading novels from her favorite authors. But, the more ignored, the more the Crow becomes.
"You want chocolate?"
Sherly did not answer. But the Crow, it's still the Crow.
"You're a real European?"
There was still no answer, it made the Crow silent for a few seconds.
The usual way doesn't work for Sherly. Then it's time for the Crow to bring out the ultimate last move. He whistled to Sherly's attention, but there was still no response. Not wanting to take a dizzy, Crow took a breath, began to launch the next blistering.
"The wingless angel came to me, sent by God in your beautiful form ... "
Maikel chuckled at the Crow's efforts. If it's like that, her friend really wants Sherly. The super-duper guy's crow is stubborn! Etan, evan, and Rio would have no chance if the Crow had been like that.
"Silently I looked at her face, oh my God, I am so dear to this woman ... "
"Wrong with the lyrics?" Evan asked in the middle of the Crow singing.
Rio thought hard. "Kenya Ragak mengurutin lyrics."
Evan just nodded his head. For any crow to be true, though his voice makes one sick to the stomach.
Sherly got up and closed her novel, placed the object that was carried away under the table and passed through the grumpy Crow.
The four people who did not expect the Crow would be left behind, staring in horror, but could do nothing about it. It is not hypocritical also if a little bit of their heart cheers happily.
"Excuse me!"
The four people who switched functions replaced the door, compactly stepped aside, giving room for Sherly to pass by. They are fixated, feeling tight when inhaling the fragrance of the perfume of the girl.
Sherly sighed as she made it out of the classroom. He shook his head in amazement with the people in Indonesia. Are all guys like that? Too ridiculous and a little weird. Sherly stepped towards the stairs, watching, letting the gazes of all sorts rain down.