Shisha Kivan

🤷‍♂️I'm Into You?🤷‍♀️

(Krisha POV)

My name is Krisha. I am 16 years old. Also, I'm Indian. That's all you need to know for now. It's just another Saturday afternoon and I'm thinking about this one guy all my stupid friends ship me with: Shrivan. It's really complicated, though. He's my friend, Vani's, older brother. That's not important, though since she ships us, too. But anyways, my other friend, Marija, used to love Shrivan. Even though she's barely ever talked to him, other than a bit of minor stalking. Now, she claims that Shrivan has a really bad sense of fashion and has no style. I don't believe her though. She's a simp. That's why we call her Simpja a lot. She falls in love with every boy she sees. 

Tonight, I'm going to see Shrivan. Me and my friends are going to this party that this girl, Isha, is throwing. It's just a small get-together, but he's going to be there. I'm so excited. For the party. Not for him. Not for him at all. I mean, I hate him. He has no friends. He's a loser. Yeah... I hate him. 

An hour later, I walk through the door in my stunning outfit. I'm wearing a grey and white tie-dye shirt and a random pair of shorts. Hopefully, Shrivan thinks I look amazing. Wait what?!  I never thought that! I never thought that! I see some of my friends and walk over to them. After eating some pizza and talking about random stuff, we start playing Spoons, a card game. After a while, my friends Kavya and Harathi start arguing. 

"Why are you always so stubborn Peppa?" Kavya yells. 

"I'm not being stubborn Bunyan!" Harathi shouts back. 

Peppa and Bunyan are their nicknames for each other. Those two are really into their whole nickname system. I honestly don't know where any of them came from. Nobody ever really uses them, other than those two. They are both so annoying, but I love them. Kavya is literally my role model and my life would be so boring without Harathi. She makes life worth living and that's on periodt. 😗✌ I look around and then... our eyes meet. I stare up into Shrivan's beautifully, deeply colored red, green, blue, yellow, pink, gold, brown, silver, magenta, turquoise, teal orbs. 

"Do you want to go get some water?" he asks. 

I blush and there's butterflies in my stomach. I try to ignore them. He smirks and takes my hand. Suddenly, there's silence and the shouting stops. 

"Shisha Kivan for life!" Harathi shouts, breaking the silence. 

The others join in, circling us, chanting, "Shisha Kivan for life! Shisha Kivan for life!"

What is this? Some kind of cult? 

"What's Shisha Kivan?" I ask, embarrassed and confused. 

"Your ship name," Vani tells me, grinning. 

"Also your child's future name," Isha calls out. 

"What?!" I shriek. "No!"

Everyone turns to Shrivan. He just shrugs. 

"It's a pretty good name actually," he says, smiling wide. 

What?!

"He didn't even deny it," Kavya shouts. 

The chanting begins again. I just wish Kavya would stop. She's the only one who knows about my feelings for Shrivan, and she's going to give it all away. Well, everyone suspects it, but she knows me best. She can tell I like him, no matter how much I try to deny it. Wait, what did I just say? I don't have any feelings for Shrivan. Psshhh. No way!

"I'm not naming my child Shish Kabob!" I scream. 

No one pays me any attention and they just continue yelling. I just can't take it anymore. I run away and lock myself in one of the bedrooms. A few minutes later, I hear a knock on the door. Hesitantly, I open it. Shrivan's standing there with a cute... uh, I mean ugly expression on his face. What am I supposed to do?