He has been observing that girl from the past two days. Both of them are in the same class, same section, same batch. She has came to this school just two days ago. As soon as she had entered the class, he was completely lost in her. She has came to America all over from India cause her dad got a transfer. Since their first day, he is checking her out, trying to talk.
Blue eyed Shivaay Mehta is completely gaga over brown eyed Annika Chandna.
"Stop staring her Shivaay!", Nick, his friend tapped his shoulder.
He came out of his thoughts and noticed that the period is changed. Miss Watson is teaching english instead of Miss Nandini, who teaches them Hindi. Was he starring her from past forty-five minutes?
"Ninety minutes, new record", Nick chuckled.
Shivaay looked at him finally, "What ninety minutes?"
"Shivaay, you have been starring her since past ninety minutes and its the highest record ever since she had came. Notice the time, the school is about to get over", Nick laughed and packed his stuffs.
"So soon man!", Shivaay murmured.
"Man, just go and confess your feelings!", Nick told him.
"So soon?", Shivaay asked bewildered
"Yups, otherwise Sandy will hit the sixer", Nick eyed towards another boy, Sandy.
Shivaay looked at his eye's direction. "Fhat the Wuck!", his eyes turned red after seeing Sandy sticking to Annika like fevicol. He walked towards them as Sandy and Annika made their way outside the class room.
He saw Annika getting towards the main door of the School Building. "Chandna!", he yelled.
She turned around seeing Shivaay standing with his half open school bag on his shoulders. "Yes?"
He walked closer to her and smiled, "Hi! I am Shivaay Mehta, if you have noticed, I..I am.. I am too in class 12-C, I.. I am your...you know..your classmate.", he stammered.
She chuckled, "Of-course I know you Shivaay!", she forwarded her hands.
He looked down and shaked hands with hers, "Glad you noticed!"
"Shivaay..um..Shivaay or Mehta?", She asked smiling.
"What ever you find nice! My name or surname, both sound quite nice in your voice.", he grinned.
"If you are trying to flirt then you are failing miserably!", she tittered.
"My bad!", he slapped his head lightly.
"Anyways, Shivaay sounds good and it Annika for you, not Chandna.", he told frankly.
"Annika, will, will...you..", he stammered again.
"Do you have childhood-onset fluency disorder, but I don't think so, you are pretty cool with everyone else", she asked doubtfully.
"No, okay, let me be very clear", he tool a deep breath.
"That's what I expect you to be", she crossed her arms across her chest.
"Will you be my girlfriend?", he looked straight into her eyes.
Her eyes opened widely, "What? Are you even serious Shivaay. Well I guess it was a dare. It done, its fine, leave it!", now she stammered.
"No no no Annika, I mean it!", he held her hands.
"Fine, they say that in front of the whole class in the games period tomorrow. Anyways, I have my driver here, bye, see yaa", she rushed outside.
"Why did she didn't believe in me?", Shivaay told to himself, being perplexed.
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RomanceSmall moments, small meetings, small confessions, small stories add vitality and bliss to our life. Here we join the duo Shivaay and Annika imagining different moments they will share with each other.