Pitter Patter Of Hearts

Chapter three

Hiding the rainpot by my window was harder than it should be as it is out in the open for anyone and everyone to see. My parents, Aarav, I know I wouldn't hear the end of it if any of these three people even notice it.

I never once thought that I would have a secret to keep from my own best friend. Lying to others is easy but lying to someone who knows exactly how you lie, your methods, your gestures, everything, is really fucking hard.

Aarav leans his head on mine at recess as I sip on the cola can. "Everyone may think we are dating."

"That's so not true, they know I have high standards," I sigh dreamily as an image of Varsh smiling flashes in front of my eyes.

He lifts his head from mine before throwing it back, guffawing at me like a buffalo that he is. In between his laughs, he said, "Who meets them? That hopeless dork?"

I snort in offense as I push him off the wall that we were sitting on. He nearly falls but balances himself before rolling his eyes at me. "You know, I had to buy a stupid pot just to fit in so that Laya wouldn't think that I think they're ridiculous."

It's my turn to laugh like a banshee now. "You bought what?!"

"At least I'm honest about it unlike a witch here," He coughs into his hands. "Pretty cute one you got there."

My laughter fades as he grins at me. "When did you-"

"Who woke you up today, you witch?" He shakes his head as he loosens up his school tie. I groan as I jump off the wall when the school bell goes off, indicating the break was done, barely balancing myself on my feet. His hands snake around me on instinct, pulling me up to him. "I told you multiple times to ask me to get you off the wall, Swara."

"I can take care of myself," I huff as I shoot the cola can into the garbage bin. Obviously it didn't go in, it landed out but I'm too lazy to discard it well.

"Sure you can," He mumbles to himself as we retreat back to our class.