Jealous classmate

Part 11.

"Wow, this is a new cellphone," a voice behind me startled me.

"Hey, Triii, teach me how to use this cellphone!" I showed you a medium sized cell phone.

"Who bought it, Vir?"

"It's okay, my aunt who provided this car and cellphone facilities!" I said.

"Wow, your life is fun now! Suddenly you become "a rich man's son." Triana said while imitating her finger with quotes.

"Alhamdulillah, good luck to the soleha child, Tri," I said not forgetting to be grateful.

While eating lunch, the two of us started taking selfies. Every now and then I'm still confused about pressing the camera button and the contact button.

"Hey, new kid! Break time is up! Back to the field!" suddenly a voice at the hall door startled me.

I quickly put the lunch box in my bag, and I immediately deactivated my cell phone. Oops, I almost got caught when I brought my cell phone.

Triana and I immediately ran to the field. The person who called earlier was nowhere to be seen.

"Why are you running like you're being chased by a demon?" An upperclassman wearing a mask pointed toward me.

"Afraid to be late to the line, Sis!" I said out loud.

"Hm, your voice is okay too, ya," he whispered in my ear.

Edits, I think I know the voice, but his face is covered by a mask. I glance at it at a glance, his body shape is the same as I remember.

"Hey, why are you daydreaming? If you want to reminisce, don't come here!" The masked brother shouted at me.

"Loh, I'm really stupid! I really know when I'm daydreaming!" I said mumbling.

Triana nudged my arm, giving me a code for me to obey and obey the words of my classmate who was doing speak.

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Until the third day, I didn't know the name of the classmate who always held me in the field. There was a business card hanging on his chest, only initials. The peering classmate is in the twelfth grade.

When he passed in front of me, I accidentally dropped the pen to take a close look at his initials. He stopped because the pen fell right beside his shoe.

"Sorry, Bro!" I said slowly.

"Don't look for attention!" he replied.

"Huh, cocky!" I grumbled.

"What did you say?" he heard.

"It's oke, Bro! My pen is jammed!" I said.

"P. Nugroho" are his initials, it's okay to shorten the first name, I thought. Or deliberately the name card was used when the student inspector had just started.

Because it was the last day of observation, one by one we were invited to give an assessment of the activities for three days of being new students here.

"I gave three minutes to give my first impression during the speech at this school!" said the older classmate who was jealous earlier.

"Starting from you, Viraa!" I was shocked when my name was first called.

"Alright, introduce myself, my name is Savira Putri

"Hey, Savira...!" the whole ospek children cheered.

"Hey, it's nice to meet you all. Especially with our seniors who have been observing us for three days. I hope that you will feel at home in school here. Especially facing this super jealous Nugroho! Thank you," I said with a smile.

"Huuuu ...," the children cheered aimed at the upperclassman I mentioned earlier.

Bro Nugroho's face immediately turned red, he didn't dare to be angry, let alone punish me. Because today their job is done. Even though it's been three days of school here, I've never seen Bro Nugroho's full face.

Every time he talks, he always reminds me of someone who likes to annoy and tease me. It turned out that the classmate was also a member of the student council at school. Hm, deserves to be very famous, I thought.

Before going home from school, we were given a certificate to mark the completion of the activity ospek and P4 training on Pancasila. I got the highest score among my other friends.

I just realized it's appropriate for the classmate to focus on me all the time. Because they want to test their speaking and knowledge skills.

Hmm, who's afraid? I'm used to dealing with things outside of class. For example, facing problems in my family. All of that makes me mentally strong and brave. Never give up, let alone be afraid to face new people.

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After the class division, it turns out that Triana and I are in different classes. It's okay to develop a little of my association at this school. Counting to learn to adjust to new friends.

I got to part in the first science class, while Triana was in the third science class. We only met during recess, and that was when we met in class. Sometimes Triana often forces me to sit in the canteen to accompany her to buy snacks or eat meatballs.

I, who always brought lunch to school, was always ridiculed by other friends with the nickname "kindergarten child" for bringing food in the lunch box. I never listen to their taunts, the important thing is that my stomach is full and my heart is happy. He ... hee.

"Viraa ... come on, accompany me to the canteen! Wash your eyes at the same time!" Triana has just appeared with a strange smile.

"Hm, I'll just accompany you, because my stomach is full!" I said.

I also brought my cell phone and tucked it in

the placket of the span I'm wearing. The canteen atmosphere is already predictable, like the morning market. Crowded children waiting in line to buy meatballs and other snacks.

"Vir... let's sit in the corner over there, let's go! We can wash our eyes while looking at the seniors who are sitting in the gang!" Triana said pointing to a corner of the room that was still empty.

"Hm, wash your eyes with water! Why are you even looking at guys, your eyes are getting blurry!" my joke.

"Ha-ha, that single one is so much mock him!"

"I ordered first, yes!" Triana jogged towards the meatball stand which was getting quiet.

While waiting for that nagging friend, I turned on my cell phone. Yesterday Triana helped me create three social media at once.

It feels so good, now have a new toy. Can open social media like slang. While surfing the purple app, my shoulder was poked from the side.

To be continued...