Again I'm contemplating running off to Amazon. Just so that I don't have to face Pranam.
Currently, I'm standing in front of my class, wondering whether I should get in or not.
Yeah, no one is staring like I'm a lunatic because I'm early today. Really, really, early.
But yeah,the Prince of my dreams is also early, Pranam.
(If you didn't know it was sarcasm. Than we can never be friends )His sight makes me livid.
All over again. I want to breath fire like a dragon and turn him into charred wood.
Wishful thinking.
Anyway,I'd promised myself, that I won't let him affect me. Or well, okay, he affects me but I won't let him see that he affects me.
I steel myself, and enter the class. He wants me to sit besides him. I'll sit. But he is so going to regret doing that.
I promise myself.I seat myself, since nobody( I'm not even acknowledging him) is here I put my earbuds in blast the music in my ear at deafening volume and open Kindle and start reading my book where I left off.
"Is this real? Tell me Macy?" David says.
"I, I don't know, I can explain what you..."
"Enough Macy, I thought that you also developed the feelings I have for you. But clearly I was wrong".
"No, it's not, not true." I say and he stalks towards me.
"Than what is? Do you feel something for me?"
"I.." I open than close my mouth. How do I tell him, I fell madly for him.
"What?" He's standing so near, his breath is fanning my cheeks.""Nothing". He kisses me than.
I'm shocked for a moment.
But than the river of my emotions overflows and his mouth, it's drowning me,robbing me of coherent thoughts, his lips keep crashing on mine, like a storm and he's devouring me and I'm ready to be devoured."
"Fuck you, David and Macy and Pranam,Fuck you, Fuck you a million times Pranam" I say out loud and stop the songs blasting in my ears. And shut the book with a vengeance.
"Are you offering?Kiddo". There's only one person who calls me that.
God, I forgot he was sitting here. Why the hell is he sitting here, does he not have kittens to kick and puppies to drown?
And only he's here( yeah okay, I'm acknowledging him now), nobody else.I could have just kept my mouth shut. Or just cursed in my mind and avoided him.
No I didn't do anything like that though.
Bestie Badluck, high five.I've taken my earbuds out, I cannot even pretend to not have heard him.
I mentally slap myself. But, I'm not gonna cower.
I'll answer him with utmost and bald honesty.
I'm sure all the neuroscientists in hell are banding against me. But fuck them too.
And far be it from me to apologise, or feel embarrassed. I'll cut my tongue off before I do that.
So, I look at him square in the eye.
God, those eyes. I want stare at them for an eternity but than I remember who do they belong to.
"What offering, Mr. Shekhawat?". We can play. And he will feel embarrassed.
"You know..?"
"What, Mr. Shekhawat?" I say innocently.
"I think you just said a word which means sexual intercourse, but a very derogatory word, Kiddo."
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Desi School Romance
HumorWhy God why? Why make me go through teenage? Why did Pranam has to be so gorgeous? Why is so stone cold around me? These are the questions I ask everyday whenever I have to face Pranam Shekhawat. The quiet and broody boy who holds a secret, for me...