High school?
More like Hell!
Raina Khurana, a short, stubby, curvy girl.
Due to her appearance, she gets picked on by other girls in her school. But when she changes schools, in hopes to move to a better one, she lands in hell, but this time stronge...
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Raina Khurrana pov
It was still early at 4 pm when I rang my doorbell. Archu di opened it which surprised me.
"Why are you home so early?" I asked while removing my socks and bag.
"We are going shopping for Bua's wedding, get ready fast!" she said, slightly pushing me to my room.
"I want food!" I declared while dressing up.
"You will eat in the food court first thing we reach the mall, for now wear your heels and come down, papa is waiting and Mumma has left already" Archu di said.
I nodded and tucked my heels on, which were 4 inch long. Beige heels with a brown one-piece jumpsuit.
We rushed down and got in the back seat. Papa began driving to the mall.
"Papa, I'm hungry! Can we go to the food court first?" I asked when we were on the main road.
"No, me and your Mumma can't, if you and Archu can, you both go. Archu, you have money, right?" he said.
I did a happy dance while shaking my shoulders and fisting my hands in front of me.
We just reached the entrance of the parking lot where me and Archu di got down in a rush as cars were moving quickly.
Author pov
Both sisters ran up the escalators to the food court. Meera and Pranav chuckled seeing their beloved daughters loving food to their heart's content.
Pranav parked his car and walked out with his wife Meera when they met a familiar family, the Rathore's.
"Pranav! It's me Yuvraj!" Yuvraj said excitedly seeing his old college mate. Pranav too felt escalated when he saw him.
Both did a bro hug and introduced their wife,
"She's Meera"
"She's Tejaswini"
"Is your room still as much filled with sports equipment or does Bhabhi finally have her own space to walk around the room?" Pranav asked, smirking.
Back in those days when they shared a room, Yuvraj had filled the space with sports equipment and nowhere to walk, it was an exercise itself to walk through one end to another.
Yuvraj chuckled remembering his antics.
"My son turned out my ditto copy though!" Yuvraj smirked.
"Where is he? Gargling with a protein milkshake?" Pranav snitched on an old memory.
"Kya bol rahe hai bhai sahab?" Tejaswini asked.
(What are you saying brother?)
"In our last year of college, one morning I found Yuvraj gargling with a protein milkshake because his throat was bad." He covered his laugh with a cough.
