Beginning

Wealth, popularity, freedom, that's how humans enjoy life. Likewise, I enjoy a part of my life with the freedom that I choose.

My story begins with a bad bike that carries millions of stories, memories, regrets, and even nostalgia.

Sunday morning before noon, I lay on my bed, then I was startled by the voice of a woman who has started to age "Refta come here quickly" my mother called loudly from the yard of the house.

"Yes, ma'am," I said as I got out of bed, I walked slowly down my living room, then opened the front door of my house to the courtyard of the house, my eyes looked around looking for my mother, finally I saw my mother under a large tree while holding a bicycle, I approached my mother. what ma'am "I asked, holding her shoulder.

"Refta mother bought this, it's not new but you can use it" said the mother, looking at my eyes, I looked at her eyes full of sincerity, while telling me her tears were a little dripping, then I wiped my mother's tears.

"Mother, thank you Refta, one day Refta promised to be someone you can be proud of" I promised my mother as I hugged tightly.

It was a very special day for me, the first time in my memory I was given a very good bicycle, I will never forget it, even I always looked after it very well.

My days at school are always accompanied by my bicycle, my school is an elite school for senior high school size, mostly filled by noble children who have influence in my city.

Monday morning, the day after I was given a bicycle by my mother, I rode it to school, a school of aristocrats who mostly drove luxury motorbikes and most simply rode motorbikes, maybe I was the only one who used a bicycle, so that day I became the center of attention of a lot of people, but I have no problem with that.

Arriving at school, I used to put my bicycle under a big tree, the tree was very thick and so shady, I was very happy when I was under the tree, after I put my bicycle, someone greeted me very warmly.

"Refta ..." he greeted with a very sweet smile, a girl with a very fashionable and contemporary style of dress, this neat and clean clothes she wore. I was stunned for a moment to see him, a fragrant girl dressed cleanly and neatly greeted me.

"Yes, What is up?" my greeting was a bit stiff because I didn't really know him yet. "My name is Olivia, nice to meet Refta" she greeted, holding out her hand to me.

A girl with pure white skin, I saw no scars or anything like that on her body, her height was almost the same as me, for a girl she was a tall child in my opinion, her hair was straight black, and there were waves at the ends of her hair, her eyes were full of honesty and innocence.

what a good girl. "Greetings too, Olivia" I welcomed her hand and we shook hands, I thought softly and a warm welcome made me a little stiff because this was the first time I was greeted by a woman.

Under a big tree so cool and soothing, surrounded by large school buildings, in that place I first met someone who was so kind and friendly.

"Incidentally we are in the same class, please cooperate, okay?" He continued the conversation, looking at me with a smile.

"How do you know we are in the same class?" I asked him while looking back at him, but I couldn't return his smile yet, because I was still stiff towards women at that time.

"It's on the bulletin board, and your name is at the bottom, so lucky you can get away with an average score" He replied innocently to me, whether it was praise or insult, but for me I didn't really care about it.

Because I just don't want to stand out, among people who do have abilities above average, not only from an economic point of view but the people here have quite high academic scores.

It was easy for me during the test to get the highest score, but if I did it at that time, I couldn't get the freedom to do what I wanted, yes I just didn't want to be too visible, so I had to strategize at that time to get the lowest score, so that I free without stress while at school.

"Oh, I didn't see him at that time." I heard Olivia's answer. "Already the bell is in, let's hurry into the room" While walking beside me, we hurried to the room for the first day.

Before entering the room, Olivia and I walked through the field, and I saw the noticeboard, I glanced at my class name, and it turned out that Olivia, was the child with the first position in my class, it occurred to me while walking, why would a child of nobility and be ranked first in the exam.

The entrance test wants to approach a child from the lower class and is in the last rank, is this the culture in this school, is Olivia only forced to approach me, does she have any specific intent "Refta, hurry up and don't let us be late on the first day" Olivia called me and broke my reverie.

"Oh, yes ..." I replied while looking at her, she really is a cheerful girl, always smiling when talking.

While walking towards the classroom, I saw the buildings here were so big, even in a large and elite building, there were only 3 classes for each grade level, and each class was only filled with 20 students, really a very strict selection for a class. secondary school and above.

Finally we arrived at our classroom, it turned out that my class was so crowded, not like I imagined, I thought this would be a boring class, where the contents are only children full of ambition, but it turns out to be very busy and full of joy, although our class is the lowest class for grade 1 level, but I saw a familiarity on the first day, greeting each other was very obvious among the students. Like any class in general, my class is divided into several students, students who are naughty, students who don't want to obey the rules, smart students, students who don't like lessons, students who like to make trouble are also in this class, you could say a very colorful class.

"Refta let's sit over there, there are two empty seats" said Olivia I followed him, because there were only two chairs left, I saw around me two blackboards in front of the room, and the teacher's table and chairs, a large room, for 20 students in my opinion.

Finally, it was also my first day of learning in my class, marked by the entry of a teacher into my classroom. Simultaneously all headed to their respective seats, the atmosphere was suddenly quiet.