"Voilet, I'm going to a date after school. Is it okay if you go home alone?"
Becca ask me.
"With Noah?"
She have a boyfriend, Noah. He is our school football leader. Everyone know him. Everyone loves him.
"Sure, I can take care of myself. Please take care because this is the last class together."
The music class is the last class we attended together. I will have Math while she have chemistry. Lucky girl.
"Voilet, I can see that you're boring. Can you please answer question number 17."
Why the teacher wants me to answer it? Other student can even sleep!
The question is X+Y=56. What is Y if X is 20? This is 9 years old students questions.
"Easy. It's will be 36."
"Good. Make sure you're not sleepy in my class."
What the heck? She didn't realize other people is sleeping?! She need to get a pair of spectacle.
"Sorry, Ma'am Julie. I will pay more attention."
"You may sit down."
This teacher…. She's the one who need more attention!
2 hours later…
(Kring…..)
The bell rang. Finally my last class is over!!!
"Remember, always study for your exam. You only can take it once. There's no use if you all regret."
Said the teacher. She talks like we didn't worry about the exam. Yeah, we didn't worry about the exam, we worry about the result.
"How's school?"
"Fine."
My mom is at the kitchen. How's she know I'm home? I'm just going to my room and check my homework. Yes, I am a phycopath.
"Voilet, come downstairs for dinner."
"Coming!"
I come downstairs as I smelled something like chicken.
"What's for dinner?"
"I cooked your favorite dish. It's honey butter chicken."
"Thanks."
I eat up my dinner. Tomorrow is weekend I have things to do with my mom.
"Voilet, you look very happy. What's up?"
"Why would I not happy? Tomorrow is weekend. I want to play for dad what I learned at school today."
"That's very nice of you. Dad very love your music."
"Thanks mom. I'm going upstairs to do my homework so I will be a free human tomorrow."
"Go ahead sweetheart, don't forget to take a shower."
"I won't."
I go to my room to do all my homework. My school is like a college. The teacher don't very care about what students do in class. They teach us what they should teach. If we didn't attend the class we're the one who lose.
I have math, physic and music homework. I'm a smart student or what they call, nerd.
(Kring… kring….)
What's is Becca want in this time?!
"Hello."
"Voilet, what happened in Nagasaki and Hiroshima in 6 August 1945?"
"Seriously? We learned this in 9th grade.They were bombed!"
"Ouh, thanks. What would happen to me if I don't have a smart best friend like you?"
"Oh my God! You won't die!"
I ended the call. Why do she ask me such simple question?
An hour later…
"Finally, I can take a relaxing bath. I will practice on my music tonight."
I said to myself. I put off my spectacle and straight to bath. I turned on the tap and try to balance the temperature so I won't freeze or burned my skin. I have a nice body shape but I always cover it from anyone else can see it.
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Love Melody
RomanceA love story of two teenagers met accidentally. Suddenly he come to her school. He told just like the whole school that I am his girlfriend. They just met! "I will tell everyone that it's not true. Please stop crying." "No...." "What?" "Don't tell...
