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The Games[1] : First meet
Saturday, 14 December 2013 // 21:32

"T-shirt, checked! Jeans, checked! Hair, checked! Make up? well, i dont need that," I stood in front of mirrorr in my big western style room. today would be my first day at college and i wanted to look perfect. well, just perfect. not pretty but looked very confident and poerfect. that was all. i did not want my first day ruined by a simple things. you know, like messy hair or whatever.

i walked downstairs and went to the kitchen but there was nothing there. what to do. Aera was already waiting for me. seemed like i need to attend the college without breakfast first.
i quickened my pace, did not want Aera to wait for a long time.

"Sorry, I'm late," I apologized.

"Well, it isn't you when you being punctual," she replied, laughing.

"hello, you're the one who always late okay, i always on time," tried to defend myself because it was not reall me. i was always on time.

"Whatever."



i looked around the college. my eyeballs scrutinized  everything in this college. this was a college i had always wanted to go. and today, i was finally here. this was our dream college; me and Aera. it was difficult to be accepted at this college and all i could say was Aera and I was very lucky.

"Aera, ladies," i said to her

Aera suddenly stopped walking, "Wae? are you nervous?"

Aera was someone who really understood me. she knew so well. and right now, she got me right. i was really nervous now. when i was nervous i would go and stand in front of mirror. i did not know since when but it had became my habits. that was why i was looking for ladies just now.

"hey pretty," a voice suddenly disrupted our conversation.

we both turned our face on the owner of the voice
i was startled. his eyes were staring at me. wait, something was wrong me? was something wrong with my hair? my shirt?

"let me show you the way. where do you want to go?" he continued, smiling

it seemed like he was a senior, seeing that he knew this college very well. i smiled back at him; because he was a senior. i did not want to get any hater on my first day, especially a senior. it had no good when a senior hate me and i did not want to be called snobbish girl. i better smile.

a girl pulled the guy's hand "hello dear, you have class for now," she yelled.

"ahh girl, lets make a date next time, he will find you again, trust me," said one of his friends, winked and smiled before they left.

i was still blurred. i was not into this situation. what was this? date? well, he looked like a playboy. i did not know him and i didnt want to have anything with them. they were scary by the way. i did not know what was scary about them, but i  thought that way

"Oh God, he called you pretty? is he trying to hit on you? so lucky," Aera mumbled non stop.

i smiled. remebered being a senior during high school, it had no different with this. the guys would tease juniors and sometimes they would talk something bad about them. saying hi to them, making they felt they were really popular among the seniors and finally it was either leaving them in their own fantasy or making them realized that it was only a game played by  the seniors, as a sweet memories before they left the school. my friends did this during our last year and this made me to be more careful  of senior. and the gang before before obviously no different.

"Do you remember what did our classmates do to the juniors?"

Aera frowned, maybe she tried to remember everything, "played on them."

"So do you get the point?"

"Well, i do," she nodded. "but, if it was him who played on him, i dont care," she said impassively. "you know, he looks very attractive to me, his tan skin,, wait, tan? humm okay, tan skin, and you know he looks really sexy,"  Aera started to describe everything about him but i did not think  so. he just liked other boys, looked normal. attractive? uhmm, his friend much attractive.

he looked cold yet naughty. when he winked, i felt for that wink. he first, looked very snobbish but when he smiled it was enough to make me melt inside. with that arrogant look he was perfect. perfectly perfect and of course he was one of my kinds.

"By the way Hana, you wanna join which club?" Aera asked me

"which club what? did we need to join any club?"i replied her. like seriously, i thought bthere was no club activity in college but there was. i really hated joining club activity, it such  wasting my precious time. i would rather staying in the class, having lessons until late evening than joining club activity. i honestly hated them.

"of course we need, dear. we need it for our co-curricular marks. so, i'll be joined the dance team,"

"what?" i knew joining dance team was not a problem for Aera since she was a good dancer. since high school. it was a problem for me. i was not a dancer and i would not join any club without Aera with me. "ok, me too." i decided. i did not even know either this was the right or not but actually there was no differetnt either i joined any club or not because i might skip them anyway.

Aera smiled, then shrugged, "your decision."

"yes, my decision. by the way, lets go to the cafe. i havent eaten anything yet."
Aera just nodded without saying anything. we made our way to the cafe.






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