Shisha Kivan

😏Hey Shrivan...😏

(Krisha POV)

I'm sorta sad that he didn't kiss me. I shouldn't still be thinking about it, but it's been on my mind ever since. Ever since, as in the three days that have gone by. I haven't told anyone about it yet. Not even Kavya. She would probably tell me to go for it, since that's what she would have done, but not everyone is as courageous as her. She's my role model (teehee sksksk and i oop).

Anyways, I haven't even seen Shrivan since then, but he's been on my mind constantly. I can't even focus on feeding Chunkito Ratito my Creepito Catito. His red, green, blue, yellow, pink, gold, brown, silver, magenta, turquoise, teal orbs are always swirling in my dreams, hovering an inch away from my face, that time he almost kissed me. 

...Fast forward to three weeks later and I'm seeing him again! I'm definitely not excited. N-n-no. Not at all. I'm not really sure what to wear, so I hit up Kavya. She's always got cute clothes on (ayyy). She tells me what to wear and I slip it on. It's a bit out of my comfort zone, and I honestly don't even know why I have these clothes, but she says "It'll be great."  I don't believe her, obviously, but whatever. I arrive fashionably late because I'm the star of the show, periodt. As I'm there, I look around for Shrivan, trying not to be too obvious.

I casually ask Vani, "Where is your brother, my lover?... wait WHAT?... no, no, that's not what I meant... hehe, k, Imma go now."

She looks at me kinda sus, and says, "He isn't here yet."

A part of me is totally devastated... wait what? No. I don't care... totally. Me and my friends start up a conversation about school, and an hour later, he arrives. OH EM GEE! Shrivan looks so damn handsome. 🥵 Heyyyyy, Shrivan. 😏 I'm literally about to faint... again... maybe he'll catch me... what if I fake it? No point in wondering because just then, Kavya pushes me into him. 

"Go mingle," she says, with a smirk on her face. 

Ugh, this girl. I hate that stupid smirk. I fall into Shrivan's twigly, strong arms. We gaze into each others multifaceted pools of moonlight, and everything around us seems to freeze. Then, he drops me (OWCH!) and says, "I gotta take a dump. Brb. Teehee. Sksksk and I oop."

"Uh, bye," I say, as he runs away. 

I sit there on the ground, clutching my bruised, bony butt, contemplating my life decisions, forgetting that everyone is watching. I look up to see their different reactions. Kavya has a big smile on her face, like she's accomplished something. Which she hasn't. Isha is in the corner, whispering, "WoOoOoOOo jUiCy," like some kind of psychopath. Harathi is standing next to Kavya, making weird motions with her hands that I don't understand. Vani is looking kind of disgusted. Probably because it's her sweet, precious, innocent, older brother that I want to... Never mind. Scratch that. I don't want to do anything to him. Or with him. Ok, moving on... My younger brother, Sid, and Kavya's older brother, Thanoj, are looking at me weirdly. I wince, remembering the awkward encounter I had had with Thanoj, earlier this month. Aakarsh, and his twin sister, Aakshita, are laughing hysterically, probably because Shrivan literally said, "take a dump." Who even says that?

I excuse myself to go to the bathroom, and accidentally walk in on Shrivan. I thought he was using the other one. Why didn't he lock the door, though? I'm about to apologize and leave, but then I notice the tears on his face. His beautiful, beautiful face. He shouldn't be crying. I can't stand to see my baby cry. Wait, what? Nononono. I don't care at all. At all. I don't give a shit. Not one shit. Not two shits. No shits at all. But, you know, since it's just the two of us, I guess it can't hurt to spend some of my time to check on him. I'm just being friendly. And nice. Right? He turns to look at me, clearly embarrassed, and says in a low, raspy voice that's really hot, like the bottom-of-the-ocean echo low voice, "I-I-I h-have to t-tell you s-something."