3 New Friend

After an hour and a half of working with administration stuff and fetching the locker key, Emma walked hastily to her classroom on the fifth floor. The guy was right, taking care of the administration things is really killing your time. Whether was it happened in all universities or only in this place. Jonas was the one who had been taking care of this stuff for her this whole time. But what matters now, that Emma was already late to get in the class.

She arrived in front of the door which was already closed tightly. Obviously, the class was going on inside. She knocked on the door two times and slid it open. She found an old man lecturer with glasses was talking to the audience. He immediately stopped and looked at the girl, followed by the rest of the class.

"Good morning. Sorry, I'm late." Emma said uneasily.

The lecturer looked at her and glanced at the files in her arms. She must be a transfer student.

"All right. I tolerate this time. Please sit down. Come on, hurry. Hurry." He said as he tidy up his glasses "Where we were..?"

Emma nodded and walked in hurry to find the nearest empty chair. Finally, she found an empty seat in the second row of chairs from the front and sat down right away.

Many eyes were looking at her during the class. Emma realized that. In the past, people usually did it secretly out of fear of her. But now men glance at her openly. It was the first challenge for Emma, ​​she had to get used to this kind of situation.

"Oh.. I forgot to bring an eraser." Emma muttered when she mistook a short note in her textbook and had no eraser in her pencil case.

The girl glanced sideways at the lanky guy with light brown hair, who was sitting next to her right. While on the left side was empty because she was sitting at the very end of the row.

"Hi .. I'm Emma. Can I borrow your eraser for a moment? I forgot to bring mine."

The guy immediately looked up awkwardly. He looked surprised and his two blue eyes trembled slightly. Strange. He didn't answer, but slid the eraser onto Emma's desk. The girl took the eraser by holding back in confusion, then she erased the wrong part on her book and returned the eraser to its owner.

"Thank you." She said with a warm smile. But the guy only nodded once with a tense motion without even turning his face at her.

'What's wrong with this guy?' Thought Emma to herself.

Twenty minutes passed and Emma cursed herself in her mind. She repeated to give notes in the wrong section. Even though she could just scratch on it, she didn't want to do that, because it would make her confused when she want to re-learning later.

"Sorry .. Can I borrow the eraser again?"

The guy was surprised again but still with his head bowed. He nodded and passed the black square object to Emma's table. The girl took it with a hard feeling and erased the wrong notes.

"Thank you." She returned the eraser.

Five minutes later..

'Akh! Shit! Why do I keep writing wrong ?! ' Shouted Emma to herself. Is she nervous about this all?

"Eum .. That .. Sorry, can I borrow the eraser again?" The girl grinned uncomfortably.

The guy was silent, he slowly took the eraser again, but this time he reached for something from his pencil case. Then he took out a small cutter from there and then cut the eraser in half.

"For you." He placed one of the erasers on Emma's desk.

"Huh? You give this to me for real? Thanks.." She said with a confused head. She didn't know if that guy doing that because he was kind for real or just because he was annoyed for being bothered all the time by her. Regardless, Emma was determined to replace this male eraser with a new one.

The class was finally over. While tidying things up, Emma felt attracted to the guy beside her who has shared the eraser with her. Somehow, she felt that that guy was a good person and would make a good friend too.

"Hey .. Sorry for bothering you earlier. By the way, we are not properly acquainted. What's your name?" Emma stuck out her hand.

The guy stared at the girl's smooth pretty hand for a moment . Is he dreaming? Is this girl blind, so she couldn't see that he has a looser form? Even a child can immediately tell that he is a loser just by a glimpse of eyes.

"Ehem .." Emma pretended to clear her throat. She could say that the guy was shy.

"I ... I ... My name is Roger Timothy." He shook the warm and soft hand of the beautiful and kind girl in front of him.

"My name is Emma Hiland. Nice to meet you. I hope we can be good friends." Said Emma kindly.

Roger's heartfelt as if it been thrown into an empty pool and covered with tons of flowers. He didn't hear it wrong, right? This beautiful, fashionable, and friendly girl wants to be friends with someone like him? He better not daydream.

"Em .. Thank you." Roger replied, quickly releasing his hand. "I ... I'll go now."

The guy immediately stood up and walked hastily to leave the classroom. But suddenly he fell when he passed the chairs of the big guy's group. One of them tripped over Roger's poor leg.

Emma immediately stood up, shocked to see her new friend fall like that.

Roger glanced at her, thinking that from now on, Emma could clearly see who he is in the class. Yes, He is a loser.

The gaze in Roger's blue eyes looked sorrowful, it hurt Emma's heart while her feet were still glued on the floor, behind her desk. Roger immediately got up and ran away with his head lowered. But how about the male group? They giggled happily.

"You devil assholes!" Emma growled in her mind. If it wasn't for wanting to be a normal girl, she would have broken their leg in a single kick.

Suddenly, it turned out that almost all of the eyes in the class were staring at her. She smiled awkwardly and sat back in shame. But the kids in the class seemed to be smiling friendly at her. Some started to approach her, of course, most of them were men.

"Hi! What's your name? Can we be friends?" Said a guy with dark brown undercut hair.

"Emma." The girl replied briefly. The guy was one member of the group of men who had tripped Roger's leg.

"I'm Lary Hillbert. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Brian Dallas. The business class's kids are solid, so feel free to ask us in case you need a hand." A guy with black spiky rocker style hair interrupted.

"Thanks. I need to go now, bye." Emma said kindly, even though in her heart, she didn't want to be friends with those bully kids.

"If you want to have lunch in the cafeteria, you can join our group table." Offered Lary.

"Thanks for the offer. I have another business." Answered Emma by closing her backpack and got up. She turned her back as she was about to put on her black backpack, but her eyes bumped with two black irises, staring at her with smiling lips.

"You .. Are you attending this class too?" Emma asked, pointing at the man. He nodded.

"Ow! Do you know Calvin Lee? So you guys knew each other?" Brian interrupted, incredulous. However, Emma ignored him as if he wasn't there.

Calvin got up from his seat and approached her "Seems like it turns out that we are in the same major. Sorry, I did not greet you earlier. You looked in a hurry. I was also surprised when I saw you entered this class." He laughed.

"It's okay. I didn't realize you were sitting there either. You were right, it took a long time to do the administration stuff." Complained Emma.

Calvin laughed "I've known that you'd be late. So, what do you think about the first impression here?"

"Hey, Calvin .. Seems like you guys already know each other, huh?" Lary kindly repeated Brian's question as he put his arm on Calvin's shoulder. Interrupted their conversation.

"Yes? Not really. This morning we accidentally meet in the elevator." Calvin scratched the back of his head which was not itchy.

"That's right. This morning he helped me find the administration room. If it wasn't because he helped me out, maybe I would have been late a little longer." Emma nodded.

Brian and Lary glanced at each other secretly. Cursing Calvin in their mind.

'Damn it! You knew who is the pretty girl. So you wanna f*ck around.' Lary thought in his mind.

"Oh .. I see .. Hahaha .. Yes, Calvin is a nice person. He likes to help people. That's why we made good friends." Said Brian, patting Calvin's broad shoulders.

"Yes, that's right. We are good friends." Agreed Lary with a laugh.