Rule Book to Love

Ch8- A desi boy in a Leather Jacket

Ch8- A desi boy in a Leather Jacket

Avneet POV

Did I mention that I hate my luck, cuz I never found the cafeteria.

Yes,I have been in this school for a whole last year, but everything seems so different and I no longer remember the right corridor which should have taken me to the cafeteria.

I wander through a side of the college which I don't think I came across before- maybe this is the science side which I'm not supposed to be at...

People stare unhelpfully and I unsuccessfully ignore most of them.

After wandering the place for a few more minutes I successfully conclude that I'm lost.

I find some boys and girls storming out of a class. I should ask-

Avu: Hey, sorry to disturb, but do you know the way to the cafeteria?

Boy: yea, 1st floor in the complex next to this one.

Avu: thanks.

Great. So I was in the wrong building this whole time.

I start walking in the other direction towards where the person said the cafeteria would be...

I look at the pictures on the walls. Mostly honor students and graduates Who must've walked these same corridors once upon a time. Who knows, maybe my picture will be up there one day too.

I come across a large door on the way labeled 'LIBRARY' in golden block letters. Yep, that one place in the college which I didn't ever bother visiting over the whole last year. Maybe this year I'll spend some time here- just to avoid my darn roommate.

My eyes widen at the glass showcase which stands tall next to the library door- sports trophies! I gaze with sparkling eyes at the shiny gold trophies labeled with names of every player who's ever won the cup.

It's as if the remaining space on this cup is CALLING TO ME!

With my fuzzy, dreamy mode I start to hop off towards the wrong corridor.

Siddharth POV

Mission: pretend to be cool and impress the love of your life- in operation.

Dun dUn DUN!

I take a look at every direction to make sure that no one is looking.

Last time when I was in kindergarten, my mom found me staring at some guys who were wearing leather jackets and sunglasses in the corner of the streets. All I did was look at them- but my mom beat me up. Ever since then she's been paranoid about me becoming some kind of gothic badboy.

If my good-ol desi mom found out about this mission, I wouldn't last another day in this school- she would send me off to the awful Sadguru desi school!

No! I can't let anyone know about this leather jacket- nObOdY!

After convincing myself that the coast was all clear of anyone who would even remotely recognise me; it's time for my move.

I discreetly take out a leather jacket from my bag and throw it over my shoulder.

I spot her at a distance at the bench, talking to some other girls. Her rosy cheeks lined with light blush, her lips plump and colored with bright pink lipstick, her eyes full of positivity- she's like a goddess!

Several shades of red automatically find their way to my face and I involuntarily gawk over her perfect figure. The girls seem to be getting bored- that calls for my cue!

I pick up a rose which I had been storing especially for occasions like these and walk in their direction.

The girls don't notice me.

Sid: (dramatically spreading his arms out in the air) (shyly) Miss me, beautiful?!

I watch as the girls all look at me and immediately burst out in sheer peels of laughter, making way for the only girl I would ever live for.

The ruler of my heart and empress of my dreams- Ritika Badriani.

She shoots me that soft smile which could sweep any guy off his feet. Placidly perfect.

My eyes don't lose contact from her for even a second as she makes her way to me and slips her arm into mine.

Rits: hey, nice jacket.

Sid: banks- I mean thanks.

Rits: Y'know Sid, I've actually missed you over the holidays.

I may have blushed.

Sid: Mmhmm. I've definitely missed you. Even moments spent without you feel longer than hours!

Mind: Ugh that sounded so dumb, stupid Siddharth! (yes, even Sid's mind talks)

Sid: Anyway I got you this hose- I mean rose! (sticking the flower out to her)

Rits: aww how sweet. Thanks.

Sid: so... any plans this weekend? We should hang out!

Rits: uh yea... My boyfriend is taking me out to this new place that just opened up... but definitely some other day-

Sid: Oh right, your boyfriend- uh.. It's ok, some other pay- I mean day.

Rits: (letting out a soft giggle) yup.

I walk her to her class and just as she gets there a guy hugs her from the back and pulls her into class. Her boyfriend.

Sid: (to no one in particular) bye Rits.

Yes dear readers, you may be confused. The phenomenon is complicated. But I can explain. So... when I first went to 1st grade, I fell in love. A brunette with brown eyes, rosy cheeks and a dreamy smile. Ritika Badriani.

We spent quite a few nights together on my rooftop, gazing at the stars and pointing out the constellations. Even when I was with her, I used to think about her.

She makes me go crazy-

But I never ever gathered up the guts to tell her that I love her. I want to- but something just happens and I just can't!

It's been like this for my entire life. I get up, gather up all the guts in me- but the moment I see her, I forget everything! EVEN MY NAME!

And now she has a boyfriend, and plenty of exes and a whole life which does not exactly include me...

BUT

My useless brother always says, "Chahe aaj jiska bhi ho, kal toh apna hi hai"!

I make my way back to the locker, leaning on it as I hum a random tune that must've been playing at the grocery store this morning as I think about none other than my beautiful Rits.

I take out the Accountancy book from the locker and dreamily stare into the distance.

That's when something, rather someone snaps me out of my daze. Is that- oh yes it is! It's that girl from the wedding, Avneet Kaur.

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I wanna write. I really really do! but the sleepless pumpkin ghosts won't let meeee!

Until I write again,

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