ISHA'S POV
"Ish alright I made a mistake but atleast try to understand me." I hear that boy yelling, while I am enjoying my Tiffin.
Okay I feel bad for him. But he should understand that he can't go away with hurting others.
He should understand and care about others feelings, somehow he deserves it.
"Like what the hell Isha, here I am crying like baby for your forgiveness and you are enjoying that shit" Arya yells again.
And he sneezes.
"Bless you, son" I say.
He gives me a death glare and within a fraction of second takes my lunch box and runs away.
"Aryaaa," I yell. shout.
"Girl, catch me if you can" he smirks.
A whole eternity later--
"I didn't think that a girl like you could run so fast" he breaths and smiles.
And starts laughing.
"Arya do you think its funny, you are-"
"Okay fine I am sorry, Sudha.
And here is your tiffin box." He
smiles.
"And thank me that I made you run, it's good for health, like you are always studying!!" He teases.
"Oh Thank you, my lord" I cry.
"Why are you smiling this much today, huh" I ask.
" 'cause my someone is also smiling today" He smirks.
"Shut up" I snap.
And the tiffin bell rings.
Class starts
Arya is sitting in the first bench and as usual I am sitting at last bench, though he is constantly staring at me and making faces.
Like is he even human.
But now I couldn't even believe myself, if 1 week ago somebody told me that I will be talking continuously to a boy who I don't know, I would scrunch my eyebrows at them.
But it's a part of my day to yell at him, talk to him about anything I want, to tell him to behave, and see his mischievous grin.
I never knew I needed this in my life, until now.
"So today you all have to give SST test on ch-11, hope everyone is ready with pen and paper" our teacher announces.
And ofcourse I am ready.
She starts writing questions on board,
At first I didn't notice but then I see Arya taking his pen and paper and making his way towards me.
He comes and bends towards me.
"Sudha, shove aside and let me sit" he demands.
Nope not happening, not today!
"Arya please settle down" Our teacher yells.
And he softly pushes me aside, and sits beside me.
"Why are you so ruthless, like you have only one answer 'No' " he continues.
"I am just imagining what your parents have to go through!" He blurts out.
*Aish, it hurts*
"Yeah maybe that's why father kicked me out of his place" I say.
He remains silent.
"The first question is...." The teacher announces.
"The answer will be producer." Arya says to me.
"Arya stop it, I know it already"
"Yeah but I want to" He chuckles.
"Sorry"
"It's okay, apology accepted" I say while writing answer, but I can feel he smiling like a idiot like he does always.
Class ends+
After thoroughly rechecking my paper, and assuring myself that there are no mistakes, I confidently submit the paper.
And the rude already submitted his paper without even checking it, like how does even have courage to give a test like that!!
When I comeback to my table to pack up, I see there is a something folded in a glittered paper.
Why it is here?
Song for this chapter: Dandelions by Ruth B.
[Written: 26/10/22]
[Edited: 28/03/23, 9:28am]
PS: just spilled my coffee on my laptop, shibal!!
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