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#Carol is not a color

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SAat enters his school gate carol hears a very familiar voice in his ears calling out his name with the nickname nyeleneh.

" Woy kolor wait !" squealing a girl who had just got off the bike, after greeting the rider the girl immediately ran up to Carol.

Carol turned her head and turned her lazy eyeball when she saw the person who called her that.

" Plis, my name is Carol, not Colour !" Carol's jolt when the girl was right next to her.

While the girl just put on her sweet smile as if not care about the protection of the owner of the name.

" Bomatoes are, after all, almost the same name !" The girl replied casually making Carol cluck her head off.

" It's up to you to Ca !" Carol, and surely you can guess who that girl is, yups? she is Arissa Damanda who is often called Ica, it turns out she is one school with Carol even they are one class at this time.

" Udeh do not need to be on manyunin tuh lips, kaga match ama bule lu face !" Ledek Ica even more upset Carol and immediately walked away from the bar-bar girl.

" Lah the kolor bule lambs !" Ica muttered and immediately pursued Carol's long steps because the girl had an ideal height different from Ica which can be said to be tiny.

" Yes, you are missing mah !" Cibit Ica when it has managed to equal Carol's footsteps.

Carol was just silent without intending to answer the human speech beside her and Ica also chose not to care because indeed she was used to find the attitude of the girl's jutek, and she was not happy, with his shrugs indifferently Ica still walk casually behind Carol while singing like a madman even though her voice can be said melodious.

And before long he heard his name on the call from behind and Ica was already very familiar with the sound.

" Icottt !" Squealing some people from behind just made Ica look over.

" Allah the son of dakjal !" Ica screamed as her body suddenly staggered backwards as she got a sudden boost.

" Fuck, it's so good you asked for a pick-up but in samper even say !" Omel Kinan one of Ica's.

Suddenly Ica patted her forehead because she forgot her promise with her friends.

With an innocent face Ica also put on her sweet smile again so that her three friends were not angry at her.

" Sorry I forgot, it was in the same anter bang Ar about her !" Answer Ica while grimacing stiffly.

" It's common for you !" Timpal Ica's friend named Gilang.

" Tau tuh, ngabisin gasoline I just know not !" Rivan's grudge is also the struggle of Ica.

" Shutt noisily ah, your face will be on ugly all if most nag !" Sahut Ica casually makes him get some toyoran on his head.

" Woy ah in this fitrah is as good as Babeh !" Gerrutu Ica while tidying up her hair that was disheveled due to the actions of her three lucknut friends.

The four of them have been friends since childhood and always one school even they almost every year one class and do not forget their riots wherever they are.

When the break arrived all students and students rushed out of class to the cafeteria for snacks or just to hang out behind the school and some were still staying in the classroom because they brought stock.

Ica approached Carol's desk and it was seen if the girl brought supplies and indeed Carol is famous as an introverted student because she likes to be alone and impressed with judes.

Actually, Carol does not want to blend just that she does not want the incident when she SMP repeated again, where all her friends just use her because her self is a rich man then from that since entering high school Carol little shut herself.

" Woy color is bad again ?" Ica asked who approached Carol's desk with her three friends.

Carol just nodded her head and resumed eating without ignoring the four creatures that happened before her.

" Ngantin yok, emang kaga sepet what your eyes in the classroom continue, kaga can squirm adek class clear-clear !" Invite Ica with her centile style but she instead gets a punch on her shoulder from the cross.

" If not sure the son of a real tuh icott do not fear continue to be rich you !" Grumbling and only in reply to a dispute by Ica.

" Elu tuh ya demen very hell torture me huh, want me oseng lu with pete ?" The touch of Ica made Gilang show his finger a sign of peace.

" Ayok, you wanna come with me ?" Ica asked again because she did not get an answer from the girl.

Carol stopped her eating and glanced at ica then she also glanced at one by one Ica's friends, she said, because even though they are in the same class but very rarely for them to interact except Ica whose mouth is rich in rombeng cans.

Once terbesit envy in the heart of Carol when she saw Ica had a friend who was always beside her but Carol dismissed all those thoughts because the whole family, especially her parents never taught that and Carol also didn't want to keep a sense of envy in her heart.

" Don't thank you, my food is also a little !" Carol replies making Ica nod and be followed by the others.

" Oh yeah, I'm the one who went to the cafeteria first huh. lu bae-bae was here !" Pamit Ica and only answered a nod by Carol.

The four of them went out of the classroom to the cafeteria with laughter and not infrequently the four of them insulted the underclassmen in a way that shocked them and with innocence they even laughed to see the class is shocked.

Carol's eyes never looked at them, actually he really wants to be close to the four people but his heart is still doubtful not because they four bad children just that Carol is still traumatized by her past.

" Cot why the hell do you deketin the color continues, even though he's so cute ama lu ?" Kinan asked curiously, they were already in the cafeteria and now was Rivan's schedule ordering food.

" Gapapa, I've seen her kaga kaga have temen, and what I see if she's rich nyimpen fear when interacting with us and the laen, rich trauma is it !" Reply Ica made both her friends put on a julid face.

" Heleh sok tau you, already rich psychic aja !" Cibir Gilang with a sneering expression.

" It's up to you to believe what you are, that's what I think !" Ica said during the bodo and shortly afterwards Rivan came with the canteen mother carrying some food and drinks.

" Thank you ma'am !" Their words were compact and countered by a nod and a sweet smile by the canteen mother.

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