Aida is your usual popular girl in high school. Every teachers favorite. Every boys wet dream object. Every girls jealousy profile.
She always put her chin up. Smile. And the world will easily revolves around her. Boys are idiots around her. And girls, despite their secret dislikes to her, will turn head over heel to be her friend.
She’s living every girls’ dream. In the oh-so-easy world.
Nobody needs to know that her helper, Sri, who is not even older than her, has found a way to ruin her morning.
Nobody needs to know that she spesifically (even repeated three times) asked Sri to make boiled egg as her breakfast. She got scrambled egg instead. That little.. errggh..
Nobody needs to know that today she wears a mismatched underwear. Again, thanks to Sri.
Nobody needs to know that her mother had gone to her third business trip this month. Well, it’s not like Aida cares, afterall.
Nobody needs to know that she was just lying.
She cares. Especially at times like these. She misses her mother.
Nobody needs to know that her stepfather came again to her room tonight. His routine everytime mother is out of town.
A tear drops, but she erases it quickly.
Because nobody needs to know.