Aarohi Goenka
Her life was almost everything, a normal teenager wanted, good grades, respect from juniors, and love from teachers; but that was not she wanted.
She always put on a carefree facade, whenever she is around her family, and nobody coul...
I'mstuck! Help me out, please! After reading this chapter, check out my note at the last. Please!
Btw, am I the only one missing the weddingseason?
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09.45 AM Petrichor Academy
"So, whoever wants to participate in Portia's Suitors play, give me your names, and the name of character you want to play. Auditions will be held soon, so start preparing from now. Am I clear?" The class teacher, Mrs. Sharma, asked. A chorus of 'yes' followed her question. She nodded and left the classroom.
Aarohi Goenka smiled at the information and sighed in relief after the teacher left.
Neil thought to take part in the play, after all the play will be held after the wedding so he can prepare for the play. Neil smiled at his little plan.
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10.30 AM
Aarohi sat in the library, at her favourite spot. Ishaan, Adya, and Arvika surrounding her.
"So, Adya?" Ishaan called, feeling his heart racing against his rib-cage.
"Yeah?" She replied back, politely.
"Will you be my Nerissa? Please!" He can feel blood rush in his cheeks. Aarohi bit her lip to control her laugh, as he looked red in the face.
"Sure," Adya, who had, whatsoever, no idea about his crush on her, answered.
Arvika chuckled, looking at her notebook. Adya and Ishaan looked at her.
"What?" They both spoke in unison. This time, Aarohi burst out laughing.
"Sor..rry... guys! Ek joke yaad aa gya," She grabbed her things, and put them in her bag, before standing up, and bidding them goodbye, while moving out of the library.
She was going back to class when remembered that there was a basketball match today. She went to watch the match, even though she did not have an interest in the match; but she, surely, had an interest in something else or rather someone else. __
Aarohi leaned against the tree, as she stood in the shades of the tree, in the ground of the school. She watched as Neil passed the ball to other players, while moving swiftly. Her eyes raked on his face. His hairs dripping sweat, which glided over his cheeks, and went down to his neck amd then disappeared into his shirt.
The shirt sticking to his arms, chest, back, and stomach. His muscular, and well-built body was surely making the other girls swoon over him, but not Aarohi, or so she thought.
She surely liked the view, even though she is, probably, never gonna admit that to him.
His teammate passed the ball back to him, as he grabbed hold of the ball, and threw the ball in the basket, scoring one more point, and winning the match.
