DUSK TILL DAWN

Ep:1 - School

[Author's note: read the story with reference to characterization for better understanding]

Briona P.O.V

The Summer holidays flew fast with time. I had already decided to study hard this year, being titled as the loser I always didn't cared about marks. But it was different now, after two years of online classes, I was totally off the track by cheating freely during exams, not studying anything for the past two years. Then, I felt a sense of guilt as God had spoken to me, he made me realise how bad cheating was?

It was the first day of class 9, I had reached school by my dad's car along with my cousins (who were apparently studying in the same school). NCC cadets were lining up the gate, leading students to their respective classes. I saw my ex - best friend(Veronica) in NCC uniform, I felt shy as I partially felt I was the reason why we split up, actually my so called bisexual messed everything up. She was the only person who was nice to me, then I took her friendship as love and ruined everything. Even then, she forgived me. But I couldn't do the same, she called me a mere friend, I treasured her alot.

I never knewed she was hurt already which made her say that, only if I comforted her than argue, we would not be in such a position today. She moved on in life, she got a nice peer group and an upgraded lifestyle. While I wandered alone like a lost puppy. Though she was the one to guide me to my new class room, we talked a bit on the way with no old feelings. Obviously she lost it, I was the only one hanging on to my past and played the victim.

On entering my classroom, I noticed that it was a relief feature that she was not there. But on to my surprise, her new bestie Anaida was there. She seemed alone, it took a moment for me to realise that her other 3 besties are in the A section while we were in the B section. Besides that, there was a lot of things to admire and discover. Even our class teacher was the one who taught us literature when we were in 4th grade. It was hilarious that I thought there was a korean kid in our class but apparently he was Assamese.

The day went by our class teacher explaining ‘how adolescence is an age of blasts?’ revealing a new side of her which I failed to recognise. I found the school boring as I was an introvert who barely talked to people. There was also this activity in which all of us were assigned a partner and to my luck, I got a patient and tolerant girl called Aria. We talked just as to gather information and to present it infront of class, I got complimented due to my unique thinking by the teacher.

Days flew by as I made new friends, one of which Aheera, my good friend. I hope she does not end up like Veronica because of me. We actually were friends since diapers but we cut connection when I went after Veronica. Other than her hanna was also my friend, even though she was toxic and a bad company I had no problem as long as she introduced me to seniors and took care of me like a princess. 

It was the  2nd day of cultural programs, the day for group items and project making. I was there in modal making, which I was sure to loose cause there was this boy from our class who created something very extraordinary. Then I had to rush for the group song as the modal making results would only come out after noon. I sang, then I witnessed the most cutest yet funny dance ever of Red house boys, it was my house too so I was quite excited only for them to leave all the professionality and enjoy the dance.

Then I saw someone, the boy who I caught cheating on an exam while I was in 4th grade. I played pen fight with him too on the same day. As much as I remember, his name was dawn. He was enjoying his life on the stage, that smile said it all to my eyes. Our eyes met, he smirked, I blushed. He had the joy of life which I wish to have, despite all the problems he is still unbothered.