VI - The House Problem

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The class ended at noon and my friends walked out from our classroom and walked out the school gate. We ate our lunch to a nearby mini restaurant, just near the school gate, and head back to the our classroom before one in the afternoon. When we reached our room, I noticed our classmates are not in the room.

They're in the field, playing the Filipino-style Sepak Takraw, but the ball wasn't a ball. The thing that has been bouncing from one foot to another is made of steel rings in any shapes and sizes and the feathers is made of plastic spools tied on the middle hole of the ring.

And the rules: The total team required for this game is two. Each team must have the exact number of players Each player must bounce the pamato, as what the locals called the ball, on either foot five time and must bounce the fifth and final bounce high in the air and farther in great distance so the other player/s will never kick the pamato back. If the other players never completed the bounces, the last player will bounce the pamato five times the number of the player who joined the game.

I walked out from the room and breathe some air. As I breathe and concentrate, I looked at the center court and saw the students were happy on playing their sepak on the field. All boy students of the school, especially the lesbians or the tomboys, are having fun in playing this kind of game. Some of the students, lower than our group, are on their classrooms, playing some paper-and-pen war games.

I looked back at the field and noticed the field is very wide, Green and fresh. I walked to the bermuda grass and lay on their for a little bit. Karl and the rest of the gang noticed me, lying on the grass, and they also did what I do. They sat on the grass and lay their heads on the grass. They're having fun in laying their heads on the grass and look at the sky.

After a few minutes, the bell for the afternoon classes rang and the student playing their pamato stopped playing and head back to their classrooms. All girls immediately head back to their rooms and sat back to their chairs. They waited for their next teacher to arrive at any time soon.

I looked at my friends and noticed they lay beside me, doing what I did. So I took myself up, stood up and looked at the boys.

"Let's go!" I said to the four. "The bell's up. Let's head back to our classroom and wait for our professor."

They all nodded and immediately stood up. We immediately head back to our classroom and sat back on our chairs. A minute later, I saw Aprielle and her newly-found friends walking inside the room and sat back to their own chairs. They have their bags put down and talked to other students while waiting for the next subject teacher.

So far, as the morning gone by, all subject teachers told us what textbook should we use for the appropriate subject they'll teach. First, they told us their name and their profession in school and also their subject they teach. Next, they told us what book to use in each subject they teach and the complete name of the author of the book they handle. And lastly, they told us to write our names in a small pieces of paper and pass them to the teachers to give the teachers some names whenever they call us in the future.

After two hours, another bell rang around the school and all students immediately head out from their classrooms for some snacks. I and my classmates also walked out from our room and immediately head to the canteen and bought some snacks. I and my friends walked in line first but I didn't buy anything.

Then I saw Aprielle walking towards the line and also her friends. They have fun in talking with each other and, when the wind suddenly blows on her, her hair suddenly blew away. We can see her crystal-clear beauty that immediately allured all customers of the canteen. We all reacted WOW on our mouths and didn't know what to do or say at her.

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