"Dinner's ready!!", echoed the voice of Dilbagh ji through the silent corridors of the mansion.
Adi, Sona and Alina came to the dining table chirping happily with a hope that things won't go as bad as they did at lunch. Fingers crossed!
The boys and girls came down the stairs, gloomily.
Fortunately, the dinner went good. Everyone silently ate their food and dashed, yes, dashed towards their rooms.
***
In Koel's room
"Where have I gotten myself? Stuck in this web of misunderstandings? I am pretty sure that this wasn't what I had planned for my future in 10th!", Koel murmured to herself tiredly. She jumped on her bed and clutched onto her green bag which was hidden under the bed.
"I guess, I can read you to rewind the good old memories, right?", Koel blabbered to her dairy, who she often talked to, without having the fear to be judged. Well, we really can't blame her, after all, this dairy is the one who knows everything about the past...
**FLASHBACK** -Koel's POV.
4th January 2010
"Urggh, these damned boards!!", Faizi groaned in utter displeasure.
"I know right!", I replied with them same sadness.
We two sat on the two chairs in the cafeteria, staring at the date sheet with sad faces. The scent of coffee and sandwiches going right through our nostrils, the screeches of the chairs, screams and laughs of the other students ringing in our ears.
"Do we really have to give these boards?", Faizi asked, looking completely disinterested in studying.
"I don't think we have an option Faizi!", I glared at him.
"I know, but... KOEL!!", he whined like a small child.
We two burst out laughing.
"Okay, let's do one thing.", I started off, when Faizi interrupts.
"I don't wanna hear your rubbish ideas for studying. *mimicking me* One the first day, we'll make notes for the first two chapters. On the next day, we'll solve the NCERT, ICSE and CBSE papers for the specific topic. bla bla bla!!".
"FAIZI. You dream to become a business tycoon, right?"
"That has no relation with boards!", he argued. Really?
I raised my eyebrow giving a "are-you-in-your-senses?" face.
"Fine, fine! Can we enjoy this last day of freedom before our prep torture begins??", he asked dramatically. My god, this man, I swear!
"Oh Gosh, fine!! So, where should we go?", I asked.
"You suggest!", I offered.
"Library?", I prompted, trying to irritate him.
"Not funny Koel!!", he glared at me.
"Okay chill. Let's go to umm Taj Mahal?", I asked.
"To do what? Stare at a gift given by a husband to his wife?", Faizi asked unenthusiastically.
"Faiziiii!!! Why are you so boring?", I rolled my eyes.
"What?? Why are you so boring? Why do you always want to go to glare at monuments?", he asked completely bored. I will kill him!!
"Not a word against the monuments!! I love them okay!!", I warned him in a dangerous tone.
"Chill, okay, can we go to see the car racing happening today?", he asked excitedly. What's his obsession with cars and racing?
YOU ARE READING
・~BLACK SAPPHIRE~・
Roman d'amour"To the world, I am free, for only I know, the golden cage I am in." . . "I might seem cool, but I have a raging fire burning inside me." . . "You never know me, until you don't love me." . . "Life is nothing, but a spiral of pain and happiness." . ...
