The Exchange

Chapter 4

The bell rang and next period was Hindi.

I know this day was bad but sometimes there is a hope so listening to Britishers speak Hindi maybe the hope.

As my teacher started reciting poem in Hindi, I couldn't help but watch Louis' reactions at each word. The way he winced at the word 'sammelan' I couldn't stop laughing.

I tore a paper and passed him a note.

Whats so funny about that word

He read and started scribbling on the note.

Umm I have a friend named Allen so that sounded like a ship for you both:)

What? Sammelan can be put like that? I never knew!

Though my first reaction should be shocked, I was rather amused.

Maybe this day wasn't as bad as I thought.

Well for the first time, I looked at Louis and he was sweating...oh my god I forgot he was a brit and apparently we are in India that too in month of April...Good luck boys….

"Why is it so hot here" he said wiping his sweat...and damn he looked-

"Thats what he said!" I replied grinning.

"Haha very funny" Louis said.

"Well welcome to India! Apparently our schools don't have Air conditioner and have only 6 fans(actually 5 fans, one doesn't even work) in a class of approximately 30-40 students" I replied.

"How do you guys even survive here?" He said shocked.

"You will learn" I smiled looking at his vulnerability.

Like c'mon we all have been through that, seeing some Brits suffering is sure a pretty sight.

"Is there no air conditioner here...like in no other rooms?"he asked desperately.

I looked at my almanac and next period is library.

"Well you are very very lucky guy….next period is library and there is AC in there!!" I replied clapping like a child.

"Oh thank god! I am sure very lucky!" He said grinning.

"C'mon get going otherwise we will be late" Myra said coming towards us.

As I walked in the library, a relief washed over me.

If my home wasn't home, this would be the perfect place to call home.

A room filled with books! Who wouldn't want to live in that?

I started searching for books to read and there I found my favourite book, Fault in our stars.

"John Green?" I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Obviously my favourite writer" I replied.

"Omg mine tooo" he said. Somehow I knew he was lying.

"You read romantic novels?" I asked furrowing my brow.

"Um ok caught fine….no he isn't my favourite writer" guilt visible in his tone
(His favourite writer is writer of this fic obviously!)

"I knew it!" I laughed at him.

"How about you read this and I read the book you recommend?" I asked him.

"That's a great idea!!!" He exclaimed.

He went and fished through some books and handed me one.

"Hmmm.....The Alchemist?" I asked.

"Yes I think you will like it ...it's philosophical somewhat" he replied.

"Ohh well mine is very romantic novel and if you don't cry at the end....you are probably lying!"

"Well let's s-"

" Are you guys gonna continue standing or you will sit? I am literally sweating c'mon" Niall shouted.

"Stop shouting! This is a library" librarian warned us.

Before I could do anything,  Myra practically pushed me towards the seating area and made me sit down with her.

"Ohooo aren't you guys talking too much? Louis look what you have done to my Sam" Myra teased.

"He is my benchmate so shut up ....what do you expect me to do? Just nod as if I am dumb?" I replied annoyed.

Sometimes I wonder do boys also tease each other like this?

"Ok ok fine fine got it...but still-" Myra stopped in between and stared at something behind me.

"What?" I said looking in the direction she was looking.

"You are fucking making him read fault in our stars" Myra said being utterly shocked.

Oh shit. I am caught

"No!! John Green is his favourite writer too" I lied

"He read romantic novels?" Myra asked.

"Yeah I asked the same question you know! I can't believe! You never know about people" I lied well, some of the part was actually true.

Myra nodded with suspicion in her eyes.

I looked towards Lavanya and she was staring at Harry.

Oh god what to do with this girl?

"Will you stop staring at him please? You have got one full year to see him! Stop staring!!" I hissed to Lavanya.

"Look at his dimples"

I looked at Harry and damn his dimples when he smiled-

"Yeah I see, now stop the fuck looking at him"

" Nooo!"

"Myra I need your hel-" I looked at Myra and she was staring at Niall wow.

Great. I am getting out of here.

I hit both of them on back of their heads awakening them to reality.

"You stupid girls! Stop this right now" I said annoyed.

"Let us atleast have our fun time  ...it's not our problem you don't like any guy" Myra whined.

"Yeah as if staring someone isn't creepy but fun as you call it!" I mumbled.

"I heard that" Lavanya said.

Yeah when I am trying to tell something important, they won't listen to me and now she heard that!

I sighed giving up...and suddenly the bell rang.

Oh thank god. Finally I am out of this hellhole.