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11. The parts of my soul...

11. The parts of my soul. I can't leave them at the same time, I cannot not leave them.

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I skim past the students, lying low to not be caught at missing the first period and the attendance. I make it to my seat and release a sigh of relief sitting properly. That's when two hands slam on my desk and I flinch and look up to my besties now boiling in anger.

I gulp down looking at their eyes that scream the ' You're so going to die' look.

" Where were you in the first period? And you missed the attendance so according to the school, you're absent today." Riya says gritting her teeth and trying her best to not slam me through the floor.

"And why the fuck are these bitches saying that you were with Abhay?" Saloni says pointing at the gossip queens sitting in the third row now glaring daggers at me.

"I-i...." I didn't know how to start or tell them anything. Their mood today made it impossible for me to tell them anything. This will upset them more. And maybe I'll not be able to make it to Korea in one piece then.

"I-i w-want to tell y-you both something really important."

I don't know what my eyes said, their postures became totally normal and now their eyes filled with concern. What do my eyes or my voice contain today? Everyone seems to soften. And even the devil Abhay didn't dare to push me to my limits. Did Mummy put something in my shampoo? Face wash? Body wash? Food? Water?

Because it looks like whatever I'm saying is melting the other person right at heart. Dad agreed. Abhay didn't argue much. My serial killer besties pardoned me.

Ok. Maybe I developed some magic power yesterday. My selection in Korea, the softness of people around me just by one look and no teacher scolding me today counts something.

Thanks to the Almighty. I'll never forget it.

"Okay. But we want an explanation of this whole Abhay thing." Riya says trying to maintain a stern look but failing because of how much she worries about me.

We move to our corner in the class and I start blabbering at the speed of light.

"Wait. Wait. We can't understand even a single word of the shit you're saying, Radha. Say it slowly. And don't maintain eye contact if it makes you uncomfortable." Riya says knowing very well how much eye contact makes me nervous.

" Okay! So here's the thing. I got selected in the Korean auditions I gave last week and they want me to be present there in the next three weeks for offline auditions. If I pass them, I'll be a trainee under their company till the time I debut." I say all of it in one breath.

"What!!???" I hear them shout and gape at the whole class now looking in our direction. This was so going to happen. I take both of their hands and mouth "Quiet" at them to calm their asses down.

They both rage towards me and take me somewhere to start the next world war. I guess I'll be the martyr no one would remember.

" What the hell?" Riya shouts as soon as we touch the doorstep of the area of the girl's bathroom.

"L-let me explain," I said stuttering at their steaming bodies.

"Yeah, you better explain or I'll just chop your head down." Saloni furies from behind me. She'd been too quiet for me to notice her presence. I think the tornado is about to swallow me up.

"Look, the mail just came yesterday and I didn't know what to do. So, I told my Mom the very first time and she convinced Dad somehow. And now, we have to go to give offline auditions in Korea and if I get selected there, I'll have to stay there and Dad will come to India back alone.
I was gathering up all my strength to tell you both about this. I'm so sorry."