Modified Devil

1. Shruti

People say when you are too happy, time changes in flash of a moment and your happiness shatters like a glass .

So when life is too perfect, you feel scared on the inside . You know something is seriously wrong , something deep down is bad .

My life , the definition of perfection . A girl whose dad is a famous Indian Politician .Shivam Birla, Currently on the post of Cheif Minister , soon to be the Home Minister of our country is my father. My mom Nisha Birla , and dad are big names in Indian Politics . My dad's best friend , Tanmay Raichand is the upcoming Prime Minister of our country and he loves me like his own daughter . If I want a premium product , they'll be lined up for me . If I want a dress , they'll buy me dozens. Everyone loves me .

Even everyone's pets in our Posh colony love me , small kids who play at the park bring flowers for me every evening. Media is always looking for a small little detail of The famous politician's daughter. I'm a true social butterfly.

I look at my face in the mirror as I comb my hair . My phone is constantly ringing with notifications and calls from Zara and Inayat . My high school friends. We just completed high school and are ready to go to the university which Tanmay Uncle owns .
THE DREAM ELITE UNIVERSITY.

But the best part is that all of us are going there .
All of us , away from home.

All including a certain guy who has been ghosting me for ten years!

I pick up my phone and check the group chat .

Zara : what time is he gonna land ?

Inayat : I don't know , shru has all the details but I think he must have landed .

Zara : my brother texted me , shivay's flight is an hour late.

Inayat : so he'll basically land in an hour ?

Zara : shru , don't forget to give us all details .

Inayat: why don't we go to her place ?

Zara : no baby, we have to see kainat , why is she ghosting us all of a sudden?

Inayat : okay , shru have the best reunion with your bestie .

Zara : good luck.

I smile reading the texts , they are even more excited than I am.

So this guy, is the son of Tanmay Raichand , my dad's partner and best friend. They basically run a National level political party ,ISPP together so you see our families are one . Even my dad has named him Shivay because his own name is Shivam . My dad has never thought of him any less than me . We went to the same junior school, we've had picnics together . I can't even remember a day when he was not around me except for these ten years because he went to the U.S.

Now when his dad is starting the campaign for the race of Prime Misnister , he has been called back home. Otherwise he would come back after another month.

"Now what should I wear " I mumble getting up from my dressing table .

Although I went for shopping yesterday with my friends and I bought two red dresses . Shiv's favourite colour . Even though that asshole hasn't even contacted me once for ten years , I still remember what he likes and what not .

"I hope your preferences haven changed " I speak picking up a red bodycone dress having spaghetti straps .

Yesterday in the mall Zara asked me what if he has got a girl and all ?

I said I don't care , he's my friend and he will always be . I know I'm the most important to him . Aren't I?

When I get ready and look at myself ,I'm not sure if I look my best but I did a good job . My hip length hair are left loose and I've put on a red lipstick .