First Day School
I don’t know when I can’t distinguish reality from my imagination.
What is certain is that I remember what triggered the initial illness that I experienced, and it happened when I was in high school.
Previously, my name is Rosebelia Malik or called “Bilya”
I am the youngest of two siblings.
My brother’s name is Zidan Malik, and my mother’s name is Ratih Sukmawati, while my father’s name is Fachri Malik.
My mother and father are native Indonesians.
I currently live in Indonesia, precisely in the city of Makassar.
I’m two years older than my big brother.
Unlike the brotherhood in other families,
My big brother and I very rarely fight.
Maybe I’ll never get into a fight.
That’s because my big brother always succumbs to me because he loves me so much.
Even though we are a simple family that doesn’t have much wealth,
We live happily.
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On that day, the sky was so clear,
The birds are chirping on the tree like they are cheering me up.
I looked up at the sky and saw the clouds that formed a face that smiled at me I smiled back at him.
The breeze blows my long black wavy hair,
I spread my arms up, feeling the cool breeze that penetrates the white-gray school uniform I’m wearing.
I’m currently being ridden on a motorbike by my handsome brother, who makes women crazy because of his handsome face, fair skin, thick eyebrows, sharp nose, beautiful light brown eyes, athletic posture, and height like a basketball player.
And indeed, he is a basketball player, haha.
I feel today is such a bright day. The universe gave me morning spirit for me to live my first day in high school.
Soon after that,
I greeted the school security guard with my best smile.
The security guard smiled widely until his teeth were broken visibly.
“Ha ha ha”
I immediately chuckled when I saw his teeth.
My brother parked his retro classic motorbike inside the school.
He also got off his motorbike using a red Varsity jacket to cover his school uniform.
My big brother and I go to the same school,
namely Tilas Bakti High School, the most popular high school in Makassar city.
Of course, it is not easy to enter this school.
In this school, there are only two paths; one for achievement and one for rich people.
And I managed to enter through the achievement path because when I was in junior high school I was always the champion of the class, as well as my brother.
He was the most skilled in sports and had a number of achievements in junior high school too.
He often participated in the Physics Olympiad and often brought home trophies.
Therefore, he managed to get into this school.
At this school,
the costs are very expensive.
Fortunately, my brother and I got free scholarships for school fees until we finished.
School uniforms and school supplies only cost me
"Bilya.. I want to be the first to class. You already know where your class is, right?" My big brother asked me
“Yes, I know! My class is close to the basketball court, “I replied while smiling sweetly at him.
“Remember not to be naughty! And don’t go near boys! ” My brother said
Immediately, while gently rubbing my head
“Yes, Sir!” I replied while giving him a respectful hand gesture.
“Good! ”
“I’m going first.”
“See you later”
Immediately, he left while waving his hand at me.
I walked in the opposite direction.
I walked towards the gate on the left.
My big brother walked towards the gate on the right.
Just information on the direction of entering class 1 with different classes 2 and 3.
We 1st graders can only cross paths with 2nd and 3rd graders in the canteen, park, and library.
The rest of our classrooms are in different corridors.
I walked into the class 1 special gate.
I walk down the corridor and occasionally I look at the garden full of colorful flowers.
Across the park,
right across the corridor, I saw my big brother being greeted by her fans.
While I’m still just adapting and don’t have any acquaintances,
I also kept walking and passed the library, which was in the middle of dividing the corridor from class 1 to class 2 and 3.
Right in front of the library is my class, class 1-a.
I entered the class.
It seems that each student already has their own gang. They chat with each other and laugh together.
The class was so chaotic, but they fell silent when I entered the classroom.
All eyes are on me.
The boys in the class immediately ran up to me.
“Hello, what’s your name?”
“You are very beautiful.”
“Which school are you from?”
“What brand of bag are you wearing?”
“Will you be my lover?”
“You’re like an angel!”
All the boys in the class surrounded me.
I got to know them one by one.
While the female students in my class just sat quietly staring at me,
I suddenly feel bad.
I’m also looking for an empty seat.
“Hey, Nitty! Get off my bench! ”
"Let Bilya sit beside me!"
One of the male students shooed away a tan-skinned woman with short hair and a short stature, who was sitting next to the man’s bench.
“ckhhh”
It’s because you are beautiful! So you can do whatever you want!
said the girl, annoyed at me.
“Aa.. I can sit on the bench over there,” I said while pointing at the empty seat at the back.
“It’s still empty there.”
“It’s okay, no need to move, just sit back,” I told her as I approached the empty bench.
When I sat down, all the eyes of the female students in my class looked at me cynically and occasionally they seemed to be gossiping about me
I thought on the first day I would have a new friend but why did I already have an enemy??
Hopefully I can survive until I graduate.. I don’t want my scholarship to be in vain because they are only viewed badly by them.
