"Is my baby girl alright?" Shashank asked, almost convinced that Arisha's first day will be hell. She jumped all around in the house, trying to fit in her school skirt, green, short and pleated. Her shirt was plain white, similar to her previous school's uniform. Finally, after getting into her uniform and pushing her feet inside her socks almost aggressively, her head shot up, "Dad, don't call me that, I am going to a 'high school'" putting great stress on the words 'high' and 'school'. He simply smiled at her remarks before walking straight into the kitchen.
"Aru your breakfast's Ready" Squealed Vidisha from the kitchen. She was more excited than Arisha about her new school. She had prepared a bowl of corn flakes accompanied by one bowl of fruits. "Guess you'll manage your breakfast yourself tomorrow onwards?" Vidisha asked when she noticed her sister on the table. Rolling her eyes, Arisha replied in a dull tone "If it's just a matter of some corn-flakes and fruits, which come readymade. Sure" And forced out a mocking smile. After completing her breakfast and having a small argument session with Vidisha, she was now ready to leave for school. She took her heavy bag pack, and throwing it over her right shoulder she walked towards the shoe shelf to get her new school shoes when her dad came up.
"You want me to drop you?" His signature and warm daddy expression dwell across his face. Huge curl of lips, causing his eyes to narrow and get wrinkled at the corners, staring down at his daughter.
"Dad, we've got bus facilities" However she would feel less nervous if he would come along, "Though, can you give me a company to the bus stop?" She replied adjusting her buckles
" Of course," He said, holding on to the similar expression.
Both of them walked in silence to the bus stop, realizing that Arisha was the only student.
"Dad, is this the last stop before the school?"
"Um-hm maybe" He replied. And she thought of this to be a plus point for no reason at all. The bus arrived soon, yellow and long and entitled, 'G.W. high' Nothing new, everything about this school seems normal. She thought and cringed at her own stupidity, all school buses are the same. Just as she set foot on the bus, everything went quiet, her hands trembled and her lashes shake, she doesn't feel normal. Silence in the bus, in her head, and silence everywhere. Her head went spinning towards Shashank and then back to all the occupied seats.
Where is she going to sit?
After having a good time thinking, Arisha took her next step. She didn't even bother waving goodbye to her dad while he wanted to hug her little girl before he leaves for a business tour later that day. Arisha was not aware of his trip, however, would care less because she had a habit to wait for her dad to return home every weekend. His previous job demanded long trips to various parts of the world and everybody dreads the present one would also turn similar. He simply smiled as she took a look at him before getting onto the bus.
Her heart was beating faster than ever and soon it sank into her stomach when she noticed no sign of Ronil. Arisha took a good look at everyone on the bus and then on every seat empty. She found none but one which was already occupied by a black bag and a boy who seemed to be a senior sitting beside it. He was tall, had firmly set jet black hair and hazel eyes which were constant on Arisha, and maybe her subconscious knew the face though the demeanor was thoroughly strange. She kept staring at him before a woman in her mid-forties interrupted her. " First day?" she asked with a smile. Her smile was suffocating, so Arisha being the dumb she already is, simply nodded. The boy was still gazing at her and eventually, she grew uncomfortable. The woman pointed to the seat, on which the black bag pack was laid. She gave a 'thank you' look to the woman who now seemed to be a teacher. Arisha held the belt of her bag hanging on her right shoulder and arranged her ponytail with her left hand. Her actions clearly revealed she was not comfortable with the amount of attention she had at present. Everyone was glaring at her the whole time she took to finally get to the seat she was assigned and stood next to it. The boy, with his deep hazel eyes, studied her with vagueness. He removed his bag to make some room for her, unwillingly. Arisha took off her bag and took a seat beside him. He didn't bother introducing himself and didn't start a conversation, however, it was a matter of relief for her.
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Unspoken feelings are unforgettable
Fiksi Remaja"Common it's not a big deal" He said with gritted teeth. "Remember last time you said that?" Arisha said, her nervousness clearly visible by her expression. "It will be okay, you will grow comfortable soon" "ya, I guess you are right" Arisha is a sh...
