Junior High School Part1

The weather that morning was so sunny, it seemed the bustle of the students passing by.

Today is the first day of school for students and new students at Pertiwi Cahaya Junior High School, a private school that is considered very elite and not just anyone can enter there.

Mesya, who was already wearing a full school uniform, stood accompanied by Arumi and Charles.

"How about it, Mesya, do you like your new school?" asked Arum.

Mesya nodded her head, she looked at the school building that was so majestic, and it seemed the students who were in the same uniform as he looked cool. Mesya is very proud to be in this school, maybe if she still lives in the orphanage, she will not be able to study here.

"Hello, Beautiful Sister," said Arthur who suddenly approached him.

Arthur also goes to school here, Arthur is in 9th grade while David is in 11th grade.

The Pertiwi Cahaya Junior High School is right next to Pertiwi Cahaya, Senior High School and just in a different building.

"Hey, Arthur, where's David?" asked Arumi.

"Ah, maybe he's in the class, David, isn't he a very quiet person," Arthur said.

"Well, he's a little introverted," said Arumi again.

"Well, let's take it, Princess Beloved, we're going to the principal's office," said Charles.

"Yes, come on, honey," Arumi took Mesya's hand, then put her arm around Mesya's shoulder.

Meanwhile, from a distance, David saw them all, especially towards Mesya.

David cares about Mesya, but he doesn't want to show it directly to Mesya.

"David!"

A beautiful blonde-haired girl with slanted oriental eyes ran up to him.

"Hey, David, I've been looking for you, where have you been?" the girl asked.

Her name is Salsa Audrey, or who is familiarly called Salsa. Classmates with David.

"It is none of your business!" snapped David.

"Oh my gosh, David, how come you're so rude to girls!" Salsa protest.

But David didn't care at all.

Turning his face David began to walk away from Salsa.

"David! Where are you going?!" shouted Salsa.

But David was still silent.

Salsa began to chase David.

Since the beginning of entering this school, Salsa was already interested in David.

Don't care about David's cold and arrogant nature.

Even Salsa doesn't care if David has ignored her, even because her cold nature makes Salsa look like a cheap girl who keeps chasing men who don't like her.

"David!" Salsa shouted again while pulling David's arm.

"Why are you always cold to me? What did I do wrong? And how long are you going to be like this?" asked Salsa in succession.

"Forever!" David replied curtly.

And it made Salsa feel very sad, somehow David could not be attracted to her, even though she was very beautiful and popular in this school.

"David, are you not the least bit interested in me?" asked Salsa with teary eyes.

Slowly David turned towards, Salsa.

"No!" David answered briefly again.

Feels painful indeed, for a salsa.

But what else can he do, he has no other choice, he can't erase his love for David, and doesn't care about the men who have queued for his love.

"David! Please ...." Salsa grabbed David's hand again.

"What else? I told you I don't like you! Go and don't bother me! If you still want to—"

"What! You want to threaten me?" asked Salsa.

"... Ah!" David looked very annoyed then he shook his head and left Salsa again.

But again Salsa grabbed David's hand.

"Please, look at me, give me a chance, Dav...." Salsa begged.

David shook his head again as he let go of Salsa's hand.

"Do not bother me!" David snapped.

Salsa could only be silent, and a little scared to hear David's shout. This time she did not chase David, because she knew David was furious with her, she saw the look in his eyes.

"Salsa, my dear, don't ruin your name for chasing him, Baby," said Marry, a friend of Salsa.

"No! I can't, Marry, he's the only man I like the most," said Salsa.

"Stupid!" Merry snapped at Salsa, "There are a lot of men waiting in line to get you, love! But you're after, the heartless man like that, Salsa!" Mary looked very annoyed with her best friend.

The English-Indonesian mulatto girl was fed up with her friend's stupidity.

Salsa is very popular, rich, and has a beautiful face and has many fans because she is a model. But she choose a man like David, who is very cold, curt, introverted, and has almost no friends.

Indeed, when it comes to face and appearance, David looks very prominent, handsome, athletic and has sharp eyes and looks very masculine.

But as a friend who cares about Salsa, she doesn't want to see her best friend look cheap because she chases a man who has no heart at all like David.

***

Meanwhile, when the introduction of new students and students began, Mesya's face, which was very beautiful and sweet, with dimples that adorned her smile, had now become the centre of attention.

"Mother, why are they looking at me, like that?" asked Messiah.

Arum smiled. "They see you because you are too beautiful," answered Arumi.

"Is that true?" Mesya looks still surprised, "but, the other students are also beautiful, why do they only look at me like that?" Mesya asked again.

"Look, honey. They are indeed beautiful, but the only one who is very beautiful is this beloved mother's daughter," answered Arumi.

"What your mother said is true, dear, you are the most beautiful, even so, if any of your friends dare to bother you, tell Dad, let Dad teach them a lesson," said Charles.

'No! I can't say anything to Mom and Dad, because I don't want them to have the same bad luck as Zahra's mother and the others. Well, although I'm not so sure yet, that my parents are the culprit,' Mesya thought.

"Why, daydreaming, you heard, right, Mesya?" asked Charles.

"Listen, Daddy!" replied Mesya hastily.

"Good! That's just my child, " said Charles, stroking Mesya's hair.

After the introductions were completed, a parent-student meeting was held.

Then Mesya waited in the school cafeteria alone. She doesn't have any friends here yet, while Arthur and David are still busy in their respective classes, because it's still class time, although the effective study time hasn't started yet.

Suddenly, a boy with glasses and brown skin approached her.

"You're Mesya, right?" asked the boy.

"Yes!" Mesya replied, but it seemed she was thinking about who the boy was, it seemed familiar to her.

"Did you forget me?" asked the boy.

To be continued