" Ana uthja behen , pehle din hi late hona hai kya? (Ana wake up, you wanna be late on the first day itself?)" I forced open my eyes to see Naira working her ass off to get into one of her old jeans. I dragged myself into the washroom and freshened up. Got into a yellow and white churidar with silver jhumke and khaki mojaris. I moisturized my face and applied a wing liner . Tied my hair with a banana clip and pulled out a few loose strands.
"Full desi look huh?" Naira asked plaiting her hair.
"Yeah so?"
"Aman ko patane ke liye? (To woo Aman is it?)"
"Pat chuka hai woh. (He is already wooed.)" I haughtily said as we drove to the college.
"There there there!! " Naira yelled spotting a parking for my scooter.
My eyes aggrandized seeing the college. It was so good. It was like the college in the movie "Student of the year". An optimal college a student ever wanted. A huge campus, good cafeteria, perfect auditorium and excellent academic progress. I could see a hundred emotions on the new faces. Some happy, some nervous, some scared whereas some sad for some reason. We rushed towards the notice board to check our classes. I had biology first whereas Naira had physics. We had a different combination hence different schedules. As I strode towards my room I heard a faint tame voice.
"Bastards! Give me my bag!" I turned around to see a group of urchins troubling a girl by raising her bag over her height.
"Stop this non-sense and hand over her bag or else..." I said with my hands on my hips.
"Or else what?" A girl from the gang spoke out.
"It wont take me long to get the coordinator here and get your asses kicked."
"Who gave you the rights to behave with a senior this way?" The same girl asked.
"And who on earth gave you the rights to behave with a rookie this way." I snapped narrowing my eyes at her. The girl dropped the bag down and all the books sqandered out.
"Let me deal with her." A voice from the back spoke out. Everyone cleared out and revealed a guy. The bitch ran up to him and locked her arms round his neck.
"Aman what the fuck are you doing?" I asked abhorred as he pushed away the girl and stared at me shocked.
"Oh Anaya, it's mm.. it's just for fun.Guys get going we are getting late for the lectures." He wobbled.
"Babe you guys are friends?" The same bitch asked as she tried holding his hand.
"We are family friends." He replied pushing away the girl who was now sticking to his chest.
"Who the hell is she?" I asked walking towards them.
"Friend, a very good friend of mine." He lied.
"Friend? What do you mean by friend Aman? Why dont you tell her I am..." She protested as he cut her short and asked me to excuse them as they had a class to attend.
I stood there like a statue, shocked and perplexed trying to figure out what the fuck was happening at my back.
"Thanks for helping." A voice broke me out of my gloomy trance. I turned around to see the petite girl. I hadn't realized she was still there.
"It's alright not an issue."
"Where you heading to?"
"CR-27" I replied recalling my classroom number.
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RomanceTRY NOT TO CRY!!! Anaya, a happy teenager with the best family anyone can be blessed with, a best friend she could've ever asked for. What happens when she goes to a new Uni and falls in love for the 1st time with her long forgotten friend. Will he...
