The bell signaling the end of the lesson for the afternoon rang on time. Some students remain in their classes. For students who stay, they have their own reasons. The simple explanation is because if you directly invade the cafeteria for snacks at this crucial time, it will certainly be crowded with competitors. This condition creates a camp of some students who choose to stay in the classroom, lazy jostling. For kids like this, they usually have friends who are relied on to leave snacks. Then there are also types who rule the canteen in groups, including Debbie and friends. As usual after the lesson was over and the lunch break arrived, they immediately stormed the cafeteria to stay there for a long time. Debbie had to move quickly, being the first to have her order served the earliest to fit the duration of the lunch break. Yes, lunch break has always been a battlefield for entrails hunters. After ordering food at the canteen, Debbie sat back to join her friends. “You were talki
Lately Debbie reap a lot of complaints and protests from friends as a destroyer of the atmosphere. No matter the time, weather or event, there is always a long heavy sigh at what she is doing, wherever it is. “Why is she so vague?” can't stand Emma being around her in such a bad mood. Kinsey put her finger in mouth. “Sstt! Just leave her alone.” "Pretend you don't know, don't see.” adding Kia. The guess is that it all happened because of Eric. When she noticed after meeting and talking with him, Debbie was angry all the time. The person concerned feels that she has nothing wrong so others get sensitive too in the end. As a result of these few days Debbie and Eric became more intense, starting a fight just because of trivial things. Every time they meet they are always in trouble, unsure what to fuss about. Though there's a reason for them to enliven the day with a mouth check. “You guys, are you just going to keep quiet and watch?" Emma watched Debbie with an anxious look while t
After school Debbie gathered all friends outside the school in their favorite hangout location near the school, they call it, a park with a round table. While others are talking excitedly who knows what it is, Debbie can not follow the direction of their conversation because her mind is full of one thing. pensive herself, as if she wasn't there locked in trouble. Not aware of the gaze of friends who are now fixed on her. she didn't look as excited as usual. If there is a problem why not share it, her friends are all here ready to listen. Debbie woke up from a daydream and realized that silence was enveloping between them. She is no longer able to hide, only to them she can tell frankly. Turn to look at each face. Debbie sighed deeply before beginning to speak. “It seems, I like Eric.” After complaining though, Debbie has been honest about her feelings. There will be a sense which is now different even though there are still doubts in her heart. Which she hopes is just a momentary
Towards the end of the preparation for the school art performance, the group's training schedule ranging from dance, choir, stage drama and so on was densely arranged. Likewise, subjects that require practice such as sports and computers, so on. A spate of subject matter has been densely scheduled for grades to be taken. Either individual or group. This is really their busiest time until later the final test of the semester is over. Unlike the intermiddle semester, they cannot relax because the final test determines the up-class. Then in the value of exercise, tasks, practices and attendance will also affect. In the middle of the break, Kinsey seemed to be seriously sitting on her chair, Emma sat next to her without disturbing. Debbie, who had just returned from the cafeteria, walked up to them. She was looking for them because they were not seen in the cafeteria where they usually hang out. Emma is too lazy to go to the canteen because it's lunchtime. The canteen must be full with
The next day, at a meeting of the school performing arts group consisting of Emma, Debbie, Eric and others, a discussion was taking place. The cold heat enveloped them. That atmosphere comes from Debbie and Eric. The reason for yesterday's quarrel in front of the school gate is still ongoing. Those two had not been talking to each other. None of them intended to start the conversation first. As a result, the course of the discussion is hampered. If there is any interest, both talk through the interception of another group of friends. Other children get tired of themselves, especially Kia who plays a lot as a mediator. Although the others could feel this uncomfortable atmosphere, no one was curious about what happened between the two, except for one person who couldn't stand it anymore. “What the hell are you two doing?" asked Dery. "Ask him." Debbie meant pointing at Eric with her mouth, with a cynical gaze, folding both hands on chest. They both sit far apart feeling allergic to
Preparation for the art performance runs, during the week all students at the school are divided into various activities, depending on what theme they make to be displayed on D-day. So also with the group that had problems consisting of Debbie and friends. In this week until the art performance event is completed, all lesson schedules are cut to half time so that the remaining half time can be used by students to complete the preparation of their respective groups. But the most troublesome is the group with the selection of the theme of the drama because they have to make the setting of the stage background and role exercises. That's what Eric's neighbors and friends did. The preparation of their next door neighbors is quite space-consuming and interferes with other groups. "Excuse me! Excuse me! Coming through.” Two people passed between Eric's group mates who were also busy with their preparations. The whole plywood sheet was carried by the two people. Debbie didn't seem to pay en
The training schedule almost every day after school is densely arranged. But then personal problems arose, during the practice of giving special lessons to Eric, Debbie could not separate her personal feelings. She got carried away when with him. They are always together and inevitably create a closer distance, more intense than in ordinary everyday life. “Is my play progressing? Ask for honest criticism and advice.” Look at Eric with an innocent face. “Me too, how about me?” Danis asked for an opinion. Debbie felt guilty for momentarily losing focus on their training session. “You've made a lot of progress, you've played well! All you need is more confidence.” The day of the school event soon, all the friends feel anxious and less confident with the appearance during the rehearsal so far. Not only for those who are playing the instrument for the first time, but Debbie also has the same anxiety. "Debbie, I agree. We must be confident when performing later. Rocky and Kia have also
All the way from the school building to the highway is not too far away, it may range from a distance of 300 meters or 5-8 minutes leisurely walk. But the whole short journey meant a lot to Debbie. It was just the two of them in the evening before dusk on the way home from school. The road seemed deserted as most of the other students had returned much earlier than them. Coming home from school with Eric is certainly the first time for Debbie, she doesn't want to misinterpret or put more hope in something that might eventually embarrass herself or make her disappointed again. Like the experience she had about the affairs of the heart when she had a man in the past. Yes, the past. If think about it, Debbie has not seen Eric for a long time. “I remember the first time we met on this road in our first year." Walking down that road with Eric evokes old memories even though they are only Debbie's memories. “Hm first year? It's not the first time in front of a bulletin board school is i