A Branch to Decide
2387 Words
“Wanna have a kiss?”
Devina suddenly asked the two of us, demanding to gift our little cheeks a small dip of a smooch from deep down her heart.
No, even Henry is in static by her frontal request. We are too little for doing an adult's phase of making love, so being confused is quite normal in this situation.
“What about you, Yuda?” After a short-handed silence, Henry rejects her in an instant despite the freezing phase he has taken a moment ago,” Ermmm...... I don’t hate you, Devina. I just don’t wanna be kissed. It’s not cool.”
Otherwise, I’m pretending to look confused and nibbing my fingers for an instant reaction. You see, I’m a pure kid in this role, so I have to stage of my need at all times, ”Ummm, why are you asking us, Devina?” I questioned her motives, while prepping into my ultimate decision in advance.
Obviously, I’m still doing the trim over my nails while being keen on her wants.
“For fun, I think.” Devina replied my straight-forward quiz with an impenetrable one to follow-up. There are countless meanings to “for fun”, and having one by sharing kisses could be spared to be the answer in a way.
'Ahem' A single wheeze echoes within my heart. As I have thought, my old-man side character knocks the door for his own decision to make, ‘Accept the invitation, Yuda. You have to dig into this further.’ He whispered, prompting to lay a foundation on my relationship with her.
Yes, he is advising me to connect the dot of my past, so this is as expected from him of all things.
“Okay, Devina. I accept.” I said, mimicking one pretty regular phrase of an RPG video game I have played in my previous life.
“Okay, now come with me!”
She pulled my skinny arms out from Henry as soon as I point out my decision to her up front. The gerbils waved his right hands towards me and giggling to my fate. For that expression, I shout, ”If you tell this to everyone, I am not playing games with you, Henry!”
I warned him for insurance. He is quite a mouthful for spilling some beans. No single information is safe when it is on the tip of his lips.
(Drap-drap-drap)
We are running in line across the third floor’s corridor, passing by many fourth graders’ classes in the area. She holds my left palm quite hard and dragging me around, choosing the best location to do this sort of indecent action without being seen.
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After awhile of sprinting, Devina stops before the women’s toilet of the stair’s cornerside areas. She stays on grabbing my hands in a vicious grip, but having herself aware of the environment as she tries to listen to the nature. For the pressure within my small hands, It feels like a small gorilla to my skinny palm, and somewhat solid enough to injure me anytime soon.
I wish she could finish this faster, or I'll lost my left arm due to clotting blood in my veins afterwards.
”This is the place.” She muttered as her brown eyes shimmer and pinning itself to mine.
“What now, Devina?”
She looks around for some time, not answering my question directly and in sync to talk.
But then, her ears tilting up, receiving a signal from somewhere, maybe?
“You hear?” She asked me of something,”A footstep. We have to hide.”
She carries me inside the women’s toilet by hauling me across and stacking me upon the lid of a toilet seat afterwards. Her brute force pushes me down as she drops an index to her lips, instructing me to be silent for the essence of invisibility to the practice.
(Krieek!)
Shortly after, the metal door of women’s toilet has opened, creaking down as the person enters our territory to make our heartbeat increasing to a knot higher than before. A slippery and slightly-wet noises clapped onto the floor as several puddles of water stays intact underneath. Her large proportion of legs, as we could perceive from the gap down the door, shows a sign of matured lady who could be the teacher of our upperclassmen here at some point.
Hopefully she’s not expecting someone inside all the time...
“That kid is a beast! Come on, why he kept throwing me the pencil?! Argh, I hate this job so much!” Yelled her loud and clear, breaking our silent treatment within the cover of our shuttered lips. She is in front of the toilet’s mirror, seemingly busy on doing her make-up or something up there as we can't perceive much from the bottom.
For her to be so explosive at this period is only resembles two issues. First, she is a new teacher here, and she can't control the troublemakers in her first day, or she is just too fragile to contain them at all.
And for us? We have to stood up quiet and listening to her fury. I don’t even think of how long would this last...
“Oh wait, I forgot to check the surrroundings, what if somebody eavesdrop me here? my career would be finished...” She creeps out and leaving us two unharmed.
Luckily, her awareness of being jobless saves us off an hour of uneventful gathering here.
"...."
Devina is nervous, and so do I. No matter how experienced you are, first kiss is there to haunt your life or showering your destiny with blessings of God. She is gasping for air, breathing herself inside-out from the intensity of our challenge. Having an awkward appointment like this has a risk of being discovered, and to spell on us being seven years old is gotten our heart racing even longer. To call on the even weirder ones, I’m also stuck in a women’s toilet ahead of the dripping-sweat Devina, whose body is standing still side-by-side to the door.
Not a cutest path to begin a day of romantic voyage, is it?
Moreover, as we hushed ourselves to prevent a freak-out from the nameless teacher, the somber ambience of rarely-visited restroom has stricken my nerves. There’s a rumour that a third graders has passed away in this very place, and I don’t like to have such things appearing when we have a memorable history unfolds.
Not when a sweaty-sack of bags is staying before me and wrapped me up with her smell if the specter struck.
(smooch)
Suddenly, Devina does what she had promised. The seal of approval from her slicky mouth has landed straight away in the women’s toilet against my will. She doesn’t wait for a better time to do it, huh? This un-romantic gal.
I'm also furious that it’s only over the cheek. I am not objecting if you put an effort to the mouth for stealing my precious seconds, Devina, yet you're too anxious for spending a dime to my lips at all.
“We’re doing this when I want it, okay Yuda?” She stated her desire boldly, locking her eyes towards my unsupervised ass. Ugh, her stinks is breaking the mood of me to eat something up today, and for her being the dominant one over me? I have to say if it's not because of my fate, I'd rather put you down my sole, weirdo.
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By the thunderstorm of our fateful encounter, there goes my peaceful time of the week. This woman particularly drawn me out most of the time in breaks, cracking my chance to eat in both periods consecutively.
Today is the second week in a row for her to prolong this daily objective. I can't believe of how persistent she is, I wonder what’s her intention for doing this? I haven’t seen something has changed. To add the injury, she is always passionate on pulling me out from the class. Like the usual routine, as Devina finished on giving me the kiss behind the women’s toilet, we rushed back to the class for the next lecture.
When I’m sitting on my first-rank seat of the left row, a crumpled paper is under my notes and waiting to be read. No one would want a trash up their scribbles at all, but this is no ordinary waste. It has a sign of color down the piece, so it has to be something informative nesting inside.
“What’s this now- OW!”
A rubberband hit me from the back. Someone is clearly targeting me here, but I can’t perceive of which one to suspect. The class is occupied with students already for me to detect the culprit.
Time to snitch on the pap-
“OW!”
Another shot has knocking my nape once more. This time, I sensed it arriving from the west, but I still can't see who's doing it. That person is surely wanted me not to seeing what’s inside the paper this time around.
Let me check it for once-
“OWW!”
The third rubber band, as I suspected, bashed me on the forehead when I decided to stand on looking at the paper. Alright, then. I’ll obey your command, snipers, so save the fourth for good.
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The science class has ended today in the way that I had expected. I have demonstrated my paper of ‘water pressure’ successfully and receives a star on the ranking table over the chalk board. I’m currently boasted 6 out of six available stars so far, and I won’t hand the rest of available ones down to someone else. Mrs. Diandra, our teacher for the subject, even having herself praising me aloud with how sophisticated I am in defining tsunami, despite our teacher has never taught us about it even for once.
Thanks to the reincarnation for that, sweety.
And now, as everyone sets to go home, I have the freedom to unveil what’s inside the paper. With my imagination sets loose on the possibilities, it could be coming from a secret admirer of myself today, right?
Oh damn, an organized writings, must be from someone close to me in terms of brain. Hmmm, from the structure, she is quite a handy person to begin with.
‘Come to the school’s backyard after school tomorrow.’
I rubbed my chin from the short sentence that’s written on the wrinkled piece of letter. It is not from Devina, since she would inform me directly in one of our ‘meetings’. However, if it’s from her enemies, why are they pointing out at me then?
‘Must be from someone, Yuda. Come see her in time. Might be the person you sought for.’
Precisely, old man. I’m not here to listen on you bragging over how creative you are in predicting things.
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It is the day of reckoning, and my stomach grumbles for it is not having a lunch to digest. I have missed the last break period because of Devina's involvement, and I have to engage another person with an empty pouch on board. There is nobody here, especially during the end of school time, since this location mostly being used for supplementary areas for PE class.
In other words, a perfect place for secret meetup.
(drap-drap-drap)
Finally, I could snatch a distant noise approaching. The person seems in a hurry, since she forgot to close the exit door after opening it wide. Ugh, I want to see who’s behind this hide-and-seek plaything..... Ouch! my tummy!......yes, as early as I can before my stomach eaten its own parts for lunch.
Hm? A glasses, fair-looking slim of a girl, close to-white skin and a hairpin up her hair. Nia Cassandra? Why’s she even here?
“Hello, Yuda.” She greeted me, who were attempting to find out the reason for her arrival as I grinned for courtesy.
"Yo."
"Urmmm..."
Nia appeared in doubt of her choice of words, "I wanna know what are you doing with Devina yesterday.” She said, being forward of the intention and staring at me deep over the question.
“Why? I’m not doing anything.”
I refused to tally with her, trying to tease an answer of the reason. For that response, she blushes red on her face,” I just don’t want you to be that close to her, Yuda! Hmph!”
There she leaves, puffing her cheeks and floating away with it to the exit, with myself resting on the side of the pavement block of the school’s backyard and trying to collect the puzzle on the ground.
“So there’s a hot-headed rivalry over me this time...... Interesting.”
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The next day, I felt an intense leer on my spine whenever Devina tugged me out from the class. Casually speaking, Nia Cassandra is jealous over my accidental relationship with Devina, and almost everyone’s freaking out about it. Her group constantly chattering when the two of us walking across their lair, and Nia is watching me on the middle, from the start of us going to the women’s toilet for the daily routine that we have to the end of our smoocheroo.
And the old man has appearing yet again.
‘You have to select, Yuda. This is crucial for your future.’
About time, old man. You’re exactly useful at this point,’so what should I do, then?’
‘Ahem.’ The man’s coughing once,’You have to let your heart leading the way. That’s the sole key of finding the solution for your suggestion here.’
(Poof)
And he's leaving. So cunning, that man.
- Writer
