Ashaangi One Shots❄️

ʜᴀꜱꜱʟᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴛꜰᴀᴄᴇ

(Warning : Contains Vulgar language)

Disclaimer

This one shot is a piece of fiction. The characters, events and places in the shot are extremely fictional. This shot has nothing to do with the personal life of the lead casts.

Conroe, Texas

A royal magnificent BMW car stopped in front of the Conroe university. A young lady stepped out of the car wearing a pencil mini skirt paired with a crop top. She had a sling bag on her shoulders and some books on her hand. She had her high heels on. Her eyes were kholed and she had rosy lips and silky hair. She had metals rings on her fingers.

Sivaangi closed the door of the bmw car. She flipped her hair and walked inside the university with a swag chewing a bubble gum. Her eyes looked fierce. The guys mocked her, Although they drooled over her, they hated her for her attitude.

"Oii sexy?" A guy called her.

She just raised her middle finger at that guy without even looking at him.

She walked through the road when a red open car entered the university. Ashwin looked dashing as always making all girls drool over him. He drove the car near Sivaangi almost hitting her. She flinched when he howled

"Oii Catface!!"

He laughed at her and drove away.

"Fuck you Ashwinnn" she yelled making him look back and chuckle at her.

She scoffed annoyingly and stomped her feet. She walked to her classroom muttering profanities. She settled in her seat in the last row and arranged her things.

"Hey Catface?" Florence, a classmate of her stood in front of her.

Sivaangi rolled her eyes.

"Look Flo, Sivaangi! Thats my name"

"But we love to call you Catface darling"

"What do you want now?"

"Hmm would you please lend me your book?"

"For what?"

"For notes"

"I don't have notes"

Florence rolled her eyes.

"I shouldn't have expected" she said and moved away.

Sivaangi arranged her things and played with a book. A guy turned to her and looked at her. She looked at him and raised her eyebrows. He winked at her. She rolled her eyes and raised her middle finger. The guy turned back. The proffesor Mr. Scott entered the class and eyed Sivaangi who was sitting uninterested playing with the pen.

"Miss Kumar?" Mr. Scott called her.

She stood up from her place and stared him.

"Are you done with your assignment?"

She didnt reply but looked here and there.