The Note Girl

Day 4. Note 4.

17.9.21. Strangely Amrita was in the classroom when Kiaan entered the next day. She waved at him the moment she saw him. He nodded at her and went to his seat. Having kept his bag and the first thing he did today was to look inside his desk. Sure enough the note was there. It must be Amrita's doing, he thought, but it seemed like the note girl was hurt because he went on a date with Amri. May be she was trying to confuse him. Bother, he told himself as he took out his math copy to check whether he had done all his sums correctly. As he did so, he saw Amri, yeah they called her Amri in the group, walking up and sitting in front of him.

"Kiaan," she called with a whisper. Somehow it sounded little seductive to him.

" Huh?" He asked looking up. She had a coy blush painting her face. It seemed she had put lip gloss and a thin line of liner, which was not allowed in school. She had done her hair differently than usual. She had done a messy plait on one side. It made her look more feminine and matured. Kiaan mulled she was a pretty girl no doubt. Heart shaped face, aquiline nose, nice skin well almost nice, her eyes were .... ummm ... well...nice only. But he liked eyes like Deepika Padukone. Anyway, Amri could pass as the class beauty. But....did he like her...in that way. He was not sure. Besides he needed to be focussed on studies.

" When did you reach home yesterday," she asked rather sweetly twirling the edge of her plait.

" Reached home by six. Palash said he had no idea we were going to CCD for coffee. He said even Vaibhav did not know we were going."

Amrita looked little embarrassed. She bit her lips thinking as her face got a shade redder, " Oh! But Ritu said they were coming."

" Even Ritu did not turn up. Strange."

" Yes... I know... but we had a good time yesterday, didn't we."

Kiaan shrugged. He wasn't sure. He felt little awkward especially since he knew she was the peony girl. "And you put our picture on insta without telling me," he then accused

" Yes," She blushed, " Rushil said we looked like Raveer Singh and Deepika Padukone."

" You can never look like Deepika," He said, He wouldn't mind looking like Ranveer Singh though. The guy who married Deepika. Lucky man. Anyway, ummm...his eyes narrowed a bit as he got an idea.
" You were looking like Meena Kumari," he said eyeing her suspiciously.

" Meena Kumari? Who is she?"

" A yesteryears heroine of the black and white era... may be she did a few coloured films also...I don't know."

Amrita did not understand what he meant by comparing her to a yesteryear heroine. She had never heard about Meena Kumari. " I am hearing her name for the first time."

Kiaan did not say anything. Another name went off his shak-list. She couldn't be the note girl if she did not know who Meena Kumari was. He had seen only one movie of hers long back in his grand mom's house. He did not remember the name but it was a sad story where at the end they found a skeleton with with bangles. He remembered meena Kumari's face. It had those traditional old world good looks. Of course she was beautiful and looked very regal.  Amrita did not look like her at all.

Amrita suddenly giggled and bent towards him whispering, " You find me as good looking as an heroine!"

In your dreams he wanted to reply but he couldn't as someone walked into the class. It was Tanya Dixit. She walked in and then stopped looking at them, looking very awkward. She looked at both of them looking face to face with Amrita bent towards him. May be they were about to kiss or something she thought.