Everyone has that one chapter they don't read out aloud; Some people have a lot of them
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St Martin's known for its tales of - true friendship and competitive spirit.
This story is about how they deal with their lives once the darkest side of thei...
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Kriti's POV
"No! Turn here," Kyra shrieked in my right ear.
The tires of my dad's Hyundai screeched with the sudden, short turn onto a car-packed street.
"You know, maybe you should've just driven like I suggested," I blurted out, even though I never liked anyone else to drive when I was in the car.
As if reading my mind, she responded, "And have you bury your face in your hands every time I don't launch myself through every yellow light? Not."
I smiled to myself. Kyra knew me too well. I liked to drive fast. I liked to move fast. I walked as quickly as my legs could take me, and I drove as speedily as was reasonable. I rushed to every stop sign and red light. Hurry up and wait, that was me.
I was all about pastels and florals while she was all denims and jackets. She was a popstar while I was maybe a bit princess-ish?
But hearing the pounding rhythm of the college chatter in the distance, I had no desire to rush any further. The lane was lined with car after car, displaying the magnitude of the party we were crashing. My hands clenched the steering wheel as I squeezed into a spot a block away from the parking.
Her calm, flat tone did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest.
Unfastening my seatbelt, I looked over to her. "Well, just remember...if I get uncomfortable, I'm gone. You catch a ride with Shan"
We climbed out and jogged across the street.
"Anyone who gets to you must fight me" Her threatening voice shook my already unsteady nerves.
As we walked up the driveway, she trailed behind me. Texting Shan I assumed.
Shantanu Shekhawat was Kyra's best friend and he was super friendly and cool to hang out with. He was the only friend Kyra had - other than me. He was the only Friend I had other than Kyra until the "incident"
As I stared at the large building in front of me, the place where I had always been destined to end up, my heart pounded in my chest like crazy, nerves zig-zagging in my stomach. I could hardly draw enough air into my lungs.
You can do this, I assured myself, as I clenched my fists together in my hands. You can! Remember that you can kick ass, Kriti. You have always been the girl that everyone turns to for advice and a good time.
"Hi Kyra" Shan's cheerful tone brought me back into reality "Welcome back Kriti"
I smiled at him.
Well after my "vacation" It's super weird to be back, but despite circumstances Life goes on and people move on. Nobody remembers Kriti Malhotra or the incident, Except Veer Kapoor who's been exceptionally nice to me ever since the incident. He's just being sympathetic I'm guessing.
