❝ Distances should be kept because too much attachments blow them apart ❞
When the world is trying to keep its distance Ahana, the 'mother' of the class with her 'lemony' nature and the blue streak which she hides catches feelings for the new boy, I...
Ahana was busy zipping her skirt in the girls' restroom when some girls of her grade but different section came, already busy in a conversation.
One of them spoke, "Did you confront her then?"
The girl she spoke to looked a little perplexed," I...I don't know how to do it. She is a friend of mine moreover I don't like girls, which makes the situation more complex".
The other girls seem to nod, "Just do it before it gets out of hand", the same girl who asked the question spoke up and after adjusting their uniform, they left.
"She is brave ", Remi, her teammate remarked who was combing her waist-length black hair.
Ahana turned to her with a questioning expression, "The girl they were talking about. It needs a lot of courage to come out", Rema explained.
Ahana nodded absentmindedly, she was busy thinking about the bag of gems chocolate and its potential giver.
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"Monitor! distribute those notebooks", the teacher authorized before leaving the class of 10-A.
After watching the teacher leave Ahana prepared herself to get to the action. She huffed a puff of air and squaring her shoulders, she stood up.
Putting on her charming smile she went to the class monitor who had just moved her hand forward to take the notebook but Ahana beat her to it. Then turning towards the monitor she said, "Let me do it", who shrugged in response.
She went to her desk and put the notebooks on the top and sat down. One by one she started skimming through the names on the nameplate she opened the last page of every notebook, before delivering them to their actual owners.
Last page because the handwriting on the piece of paper was clammy which a person pens only on the last page.
Prem. Naina. Ravi. Aditya.Ishaan...
Her fingers halted and she stared at the elegant strokes of cursive handwriting in which his name was written on the nameplate. Her heartbeat seemed to have risen,' Could it be Ishaan?' she thought to herself but instead of making assumptions, she went to the last page.
There was nothing odd, it was as ordinary as any 10th-grade student's last page could be with a few scribbles and some words scattered here and there but the extra thing which she didn't found in other's notebooks was a small verse in the same clammy handwriting.
The words read : You appear so much in my dreams That today when you actually came It felt like a dream to me
Realization seeped inside Ahana's mind that Ishaan, the brown-haired cute-looking introvert boy, that she liked writes, and so wonderfully does he.
Moreover, he was the giver of those chocolate gems and she knew it wasn't due to certain feelings that he gave them(chocolates) to her instead it was just an act of kindness, she was sure of it.
After all, they were good friends, and the good friend she was, she decided to show her appreciation, in Ishaan's way.
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