Back to School

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First day of school for the new term, I woke up with a burning passion. I cannot wait to enroll in the art class, anxious to see beautiful Miss Sophia, eager to prove my ability in adorable Miss Rina’s subject. With all the positivity, I arrived at school twenty minutes earlier. I never this early. Skipping my breakfast at home, something called me to deliver it in the cafeteria of the school, I don’t know why, but that was how I acted that morning. When I reached the school, many students were already there, hang out at the cafe while waiting for class to begin. I selected to sit in a corner, where I can see every angle clearly. Nothing really interesting beside the coffee that I sip. My sight and hearing later disturbed by the appearance of laughter from a group of girls who came over to the adjacent table. Five of them. Pretty. Trendy. Voguish. Modish. Whatever they name it, to me, it’s too much. Simply too much. But there is one of them who caught my attention. The simplest among the others who threw me a friendly smile. I never saw her, or, more likely, I never noticed since it was not my routine to hang at the café. Usually, I will buy me a coffee and enjoy it with a cigarette under the tree or behind the building. Nevertheless, I smiled back at her. A moment later, a butch came and joined the group. A new face, I'm sure, because people like me can be counted with the fingers at this school. She kissed the cheek of every girl in the group and took place next to the girl who smiled at me just now. They looked very cherish talking and occasionally bursting laughter. Tired of the noise, I took my backpack and walked to the back of a building, actually it is an old store room for sports equipment. My favourite place, as defined ... ... middle of paper ... ...offered her a handshake. “This school is terrific. I bet it must so fun to study here. Tons of pretty baby birds.” “It is OK. School is school. I suppose you already won some chicks.” “Haha, yea… I met those pusses in the parking lot this morning so I called them for a coffee as a treat for a new day.” “Charmer.” She laughed nervously. “You have any?” I shook my head. “Too bad… you should have one by now. Do you drive a car?” I shook again. “I see… feel free if you need a ride. We can be friends.” “Thank you.” Our conversation stopped when Miss Rina entered the class. The distraction by that Jacqui kid been swept away and returning a smile in my heart when I saw her who chose to wear a green colour blouse for the first day of schooling, which actually my favourite colour. When her eyes caught mine, I flashed her a smile. She smiled back at me, a short little smile.

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