Chapter 4

Rara appeared down to greet and then straight away looked for an empty seat. Her eyes scanned every corner of the room and found an empty chair right after a tall, handsome male pupil with fair skin. The face with a firm dimpled jaw was once staring at her. Rara neglected the view and chose to sit down after moving the timber chair in front of her exactly one meter from the man.

"Okay, considering that all of them are present, there are a few things I want to say proper away. Our school will keep an additional activity, particularly the management of the cooperative. Now, this cooperative will have twenty members, every of whom is represented by way of your classification employing at least one person and extra different members will be there from class 1st to class 3rd, representatives. Then I will explain the gadget and activities issues at the next meeting." He defined length instances width and peak like the extent formula in Saints that we often encounter, every so often glancing at his students.

"Yes sir." They all said at the same time.

"Okay, please go return to your respective training and don't forget to put up the names of representatives from every class, no later than the following day afternoon. That's it and thank you." Said Mr. Bubud then left the hall.

Rara walked into the classroom with a sour face. He unnoticed the gazes of the classification at him. The lady pulled her chair till a squeaking sound could be heard in her ears and then sat down and leaned back in her chair.

"What's the matter, ma'am, how come his face would not seem to be like it is wrinkled like that?" Asked Indra one of his classmates. Puni who realized the situation, put her finger to her lips signaling to all of us to stay relatively silent whilst evident threateningly. However, it is no longer called category Saints 1 if their conduct can be controlled that easily. Various questions and temptations kept coming from the male students including emotions. Rara sighed then walked in the direction of the blackboard, took a black marker, and wrote something on it.

The woman tapped on the whiteboard with an eraser to distract the class so that they should study what she wrote.

"So who wants to be our category consultant for this new cooperative?" Rara asked whilst looking at her buddies one by one with slightly raised eyebrows. However, all of them shook their heads reluctantly and pointed at every other to be their category representatives.

"You don't, Ra." All stated in unison voicing their voices then looked at each other and smiled with a pitiful grin at Rara.

"Yes, Ra. You're not our leader who is the kindest and cute, isn't always it?" said Ivan whilst inserting his palms on his cheeks, displaying a pose as lovely as feasible like a private girlband whilst elevating his eyebrows. But it received a sharp seem from Rara.

"Then we will help pray," said Bambang.

"I deal with hen noodles at the Mr. Wawan shop." Offer Vino.

"Huuuuffffft, I idea it would be like this. The others will take turns. Don't suppose that I will symbolize this class alone. complained Rara. There used to be a harsh breath coming from him.

"Come on, Ra. You recognize you're our mainstay in this class." Said Bambang while raising and decreasing his eyebrows.

"Okay, however chicken noodles in a week, huh? Then do not neglect that my smooth timetable is removed for a month and that is all you guys replace!" Rara stated with a smirk. The whole type regarded at every different as if careworn between yes or no Rara's request. The reason is all the contents of this classification like to go home early but arrive late. "It's up to you, if you favor our category to be punished, it is okay. I'm still reluctant, I'm worn out of being punished already in category 3rd." Rara persisted while shrugging her shoulders making her pals have no other choice.

"Can I be negative if I treat you to hen noodles for a week?" said Vino with a pitiful face pretending to be sad even though he was comfortable with dying because he acquired the uncommon chance to eat hen noodles with Rara, his idol lady considering type VIII. "Thank you,u Lord." He thought.

"How pity you are. It's your fault to offer!" Rara said while sticking her tongue out at Vino as if mocking triumphantly.

"Yes, yes. The chairman is always right." Vino stated with a sweet smile.

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Lessons run commonly as usual. Yes, even although it's noisy because class third Saints 1 is certainly a gorgeous extraordinary category amongst other classes. Many dub this category an absurd classification because of the noise each time the lesson is empty.

However, regardless of so many achievements they frequently get from a variety of fields, in particular sports, arts, and type creativity. It can be considered from the room stuffed with artwork and some types of handmade works that they intentionally lined up beside the trophy which was once in a particular position in the cabinet right in the corner of the classroom.

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Noon exactly at 12:05.

The bell rings for recess. Everyone rushed out, some went to the canteen, some went to the library. Unlike students in general, Rara and Puni choose to go to the library. Today, Rara plans to return the book and then borrow a new one. Puni faithfully accompanied her.

After the library, Rara rushed to the corridor while Puni went to the canteen to order meals while waiting for the female to come back from the hall. Rara stepped a little jogging down the hallway and garden. Her black hair moved left and right following the movement of her body. She did not care about the sweat and breath that commenced to rush because as quickly as feasible she had to post a listing of names that would be part of the cooperative according to Mr. Bubud's orders today.

Although cold and often fierce, Rara is a smart and diligent student. Always a mainstay in his class because he is the sole one who is always a consultant and is inclined to take part in other normal school things to do such as School Organizations and others.

Arriving in the hall, Rara knocked on the two-meter wood door and greeted. After listening to the greeting from Mr. Bubud's signature voice inside, she slowly opened the door till it creaked. Mr. Bubud used to be viewed sitting across from a man in a white and gray uniform. Her brow furrowed as if remembering the figure he may have seen. A flash of yesterday's photograph flashed, and now she remembered that the man was once a senior at JBS High School who was sitting after her yesterday.

Oh yes, just for information, the location of JBS Senior High School and Junior High School is opposite, solely confined by the yard and garden because this school was once situated through a foundation, namely the JBS Group. Even so, Rara herself has in no way been there due to the fact she is too busy in the library and is no longer involved in going there. It's different from like different students who are happy to go there simply to a good-looking guy.

"Rara, please have a seat." Mr. Bubud said, inviting Rara and tilting his head as if to show the vicinity where a man was sitting.

"Yes sir, thank you," spoke back Rara whilst nodding and then pulling the brownish timber chair to make a loud squeaking sound rubbing against the ceramics, then dropped her buttocks there. She glanced at the man next to her.

"This is the listing of names of representatives from my class, then I'll excuse myself. " Rara said whilst smiling at Mr. Bubud and stated goodbye now not forgetting her candy smile.

"Yes, please," stated Mr. Bubud.

Rara obtained up and then shifted the chair returned and grew to become round to walk toward the door which used to be about three meters away to exit the hall. However, except realizing it, a pair of hazel eyes had been looking at her full of meaning.