You're my Music- A SamSiv Fanfic

You're my Music - Episode 3

You're my Music
Episode 3

A warm morning breeze hitting her face as she awaits for her friend Srinisha Mohan, her friend since childhood, she spent all her summer vacations with her. Even The hustle and bustle of the crowded station couldn't silence her inner voice, a thousand questions and uncertainties, she says her silent prayer for god to help her.

Sivaangi POV:

I feel a warm hug and I instantly know it's Sri, am so glad to see her, she is a daughter of famous singer and Famous doctor in the city, so she was forced to attend the summer camp with Ammachi for her vocal training, even though she hated it in the beginning, she slowly started to be a part of our family.

Sri always wanted to move out of her house to live independently, she loved her parents but she loved to be independent, so finally since I am here keeping that as a reason she is moving out and we are going to stay together, her parents have a beautiful flat in mylapore, I have seen the pictures I know I'll love the place.

After the excited pleasantries, we move out, to find her father waiting for her us, we load the bags and leave, her father is a very sweet person, may be if my father was alive they would be best of friends, cause their view of life is same.

While passing through the marina beach I look out so excited, it's like finding a missing piece, as we wait in the signal, A stylish black Thar car stops right beside us, I see 4 guys inside, stylish, looks like some spoilt brats I think to myself, then my eyes lands on the guy who is driving, from what I can see, he surely does look handsome, tanned skin tone, his beard,his curly hair, his fancy coolers, he just looks perfect, but it's his laughter that caught my attention, I can see him laughing carefree to something the other boys saying, but constant chitchatting of Sri pulled my attention back to her, and then we went our different ways.

We arrive at our flat, our new home, the flat is in the 7th floor, the house is modern and beautiful, a two bedroom flat with a open kitchen and dining area, huge living room with a glass wall balcony that has the view of the city and in the end I can see the sky and sea meeting, like an endless romance, a view to the most famous Kapaleeshwarar Temple and Santhome Church is another bliss to watch from the balcony.

Mohan uncle leaves after making sure everything we need is there, Sri has already occupied one of the bedroom, so I settle down in the other room, by afternoon we are set in our new house, after a nice relaxing bath we realised we haven't eaten anything since morning, so we decided to go out and eat also do a little grocery shopping and also take look at our college.

Meanwhile in Loyola college of music and literature, the Members of Brats band are rehearsing for their opening act of welcoming the freshers, even though the college has jamming rooms for all students, this particular jam room is only for the Brats band, their jamming seasons are always a laughing riot, the entire college loves to be part of this band, buts it's a closed and private band, they walk like celebrities cause they are the celebrities of the college, you'll have the entire college drooling over them when they walk around the corridors or chill in the canteen, no one really messes with them.

Sam's POV:

I woke up to my mums beautiful voice echoing in our house, there is no other way I want to be woken up to, this is my routine, I wake up, scoot to college and then in the evening chill with my parents till dinner and post that I jam with the boys till we get exhausted and then we repeat..

Even though I have everything in life, there is something that my soul aches for, I still haven't figured it out why, but I will eventually.

Gautham and David left last night after the session but the lazy fellow Pradeep found himself a comfortable place on my couch, he didn't even wanted to move to the bed, it's that lazy this fellow is, I go get fresh and do my workout in my balcony, the sound of the waves calming my raging soul.

Even after my bath, I see Pradeep sleeping like a log, if not for his snoring I would have thought he is dead, trying to wake him up is the tiresome task, so as usual I see two glasses on my side table one is my morning fresh pressed orange juice and the other is a glass full of ice cubes, I take the ice cube glass and empty it on Pradeep, he wakes up in a jolt, he knows that's how he ll be woken up to when he crashes over at my place, after his morning sleepy drama we head down to eat breakfast with my parents, it's a ritual to eat breakfast and dinner together, so we help ourselves with the lips smacking breakfast.

We head to college, on the way I pick Gautham and David, this is another ritual, we're almost always together, as we stop at the signal, and I laughing to Pradeep's silly jokes as usual, I feel someone looking at me, a kind of a pull, it's like a need to my attention, I turn to my right I see a beautiful girl, in the back seat of the car parked beside mine, she wasn't looking at me, but why did I feel like she was? I don't know I feel this strange, she is busy talking to someone seated next to her, I find it difficult to take my eyes off her, her Long hair that's neither curly nor straight, her cute expressive eyes that talks volumes, her button nose it's cute how they match her eyes expressions, and then her smile, I was forced back by Gautham asking me to move as the signal has turned green, I wanted to follow her, but I controlled and went towards my college, even though there was a hundred things happening around me I was stuck to this strangers smile, it's not like I haven't had girls around me, I have had a few flings but nothing lasted, cause there was something that was missing, and I have at least a bunch of girls waiting just for me to look at them, but none of this affected me, damn this girl, i need to focus, it's an important day for us tomorrow, we are to perform for our freshers, this is year Gautham is contesting for the college chairman post, so our performance will be a nice introduction to the freshers, we continue to rehearse, but with these boys it's more of laughing and eating than rehearsals.

To be Continued..