If Only

Chapter 01

(Isha POV)

I sometimes wonder what it is to have these people in my life. They didn't judge me nor lied to me to make me feel comfortable. They just spoke the truth no matter how much it hurt me, they always tried to bring the true me and I was completely fine with being who I am around them.

"Yo, Isha!! Back to earth", Jay waved his hand in front of me and brought me out of my thoughts.

Jay the charming, sunshiny guy I ever met. The sun glows bright on his olive skin, those ocean blue eyes sparkle everytime the sun glows. And the bouncy cute brown locks tied into a cute pony makes him the perfect heart-throb with that pillar like height of his. 

"What is it that you are thinking so hard?", Aditya asked me.

I met him during my junior college days. The raven hair, raven black eyes and tan skin gives a vibe of mystery well that is what he is. Kind off mysterious because he is a tough shell to crack to see through him. If I compare myself beside Aditya and Jay I would look more like a smurf.

"Nothing", I shrugged.

"Nothing?", Aditya gave me his signature look that screams 'are you sure?'

"Okay, fine. It's just about how lucky I am to have you all in my life", I admitted.

"Awee~~", Jay cooed making those cutesy eyes while clutching his heart with his hands dramatically.

"Stop it, jay. Don't make fun of me", I said.

"Hey, seriously. I wasn't making fun of you, I just really find it cute", He said.

"Also, I am lucky to meet you all too. I thought it would be hard for me to adjust to this new environment, people and culture", he said.

Yes, Jay isn't complete Indian. His mother fell in love with his father who is an American when they worked in the same company there when they were young. And boom they crossed all the drama and got married. Jay was born there but he wanted to know about this culture and came to India to pursue his bachelors. He had hard time communicating with other's.

"There he goes all dramatic again", Anya stated laughing.

And this is the smarty of our group. The almond black eyes, chestnut skin tone and that wavy long black hair makes her the perfect aesthetic indian girl. 

"So true, Anya", Nivi giggled silently beside her.

The mischiefous one whom anyone can notice. Those hazel eyes, golden skintone, brownish-red neck length hair and same height as me. The trouble is present whenever Nivi and Jay are together.

"Dude, they are making fun of me", Jay said while pouting and hugging Aditya.

"What are you? A kid?", Aditya said looking at Jay who is now clinging like a koala bear.

"Yes, I am a kid by heart", Jay said looking at Aditya .

"Oh my god, Jay. Please stop", Dia said.

The mature of all. The almond skintone, black eyes, mid-level black hair and just a head shorter than me like Anya.

"Stop clinging to me like a toddler, Jay. It makes me feel nauseous", Aditya tried to free himself.

They are always like this one is very expressive the other is the complete contrast. Everyone thinks he is being rude or cold, but in real he just don't feel like being expressive in front of everyone only few get to see him expressive whether if it is when he is happy or sad. I, Aditya, and Anya knew each from before. I and Dia knew each other from childhood we went to the same school but I transferred to other school after my 7th grade.