I put on a new pair of jeans that I haven't worn yet. My shirt is a simple black button-up, sleeveless shirt with lace trim on the shoulders.
"Wow, I like your outfit a lot," Anaya tells me. I smile and she offered me her eyeliner and lipstick. I put a low shade of each, probably nothing, but looked better on me. She has worn a green dress that looks good with her newly colored red hair. I envy her confidence, I have to admit.
"Okay. Raghav just texted he'll be here any minute."
" Then we should not make your brother wait. Let's go down."
We were following a trail. When we reached down, Raghav was standing by the car. He opened the car door for us like a gentleman he is, but Anaya closed the door shut and ordered us to follow her. Both Raghav and I were confused as we were walking at the back of the campus and then into the woods, the woods that I watch from my window. Now we are walking a narrow path lined by wildflowers and waist-high grass.
I could hear the faint sound of the music coming from a distance. Maybe it's my curiosity of what lays ahead, it felt like we were walking for eternity. My eyes bulging and narrowing, I proceed onto bouncing a little on my toes and bumping into Anaya more.
"Are you taking revenge?" She asked. I gave her a puppy look. "Here we are!"
Loud, rather exploding speakers welcomed us, making every particle in my body vibrate. The place was crowded with people. There was a bonfire in the middle of the clearing around which people were dancing. There was a river flowing by which I didn't notice at first. The only source of light was from the bonfire, or else everywhere was darkness. This could have been a more romantic place without the loud noise and drunk people. Drunk?
I looked at Raghav, but he seemed settled as if he had known this. Of course, he has, whom I am fooling. It's new for me not for the world.
Anaya disappeared as soon as we arrived, so there's only me and Raghav that gives us free time. I ran my eyes everywhere searching for something to talk about. Finding a counter of snacks and drinks, I asked, " Do you want a cold drink?". He nods.
We headed towards the table. Grabbing a drink for us, we searched for a less crowded place.
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Fanfiction#1 in IndianFanfic Nandini Murthy is timid, shy and self-conserved. She accepts life as it is. She thinks everything that happens to her is her destiny and it can't be denied. Sometimes it's too much to bear. She wants to raise her voice but is scar...
