Dark Love

Ready for tortue?

"We are disappointed in you Pratik."
"When you were not " are the words i wished to say but can't as i just got beaten up yesterday.
"We are joining you in this prestigious school so that you could finally come to our senses. Why can't you be like your older sister? She is a scientist, a psychologist, an author. She is multitasking and earning fame, money, respect. Just don't cut out our family's name." She surrounded herself with many topics to learn so that she couldn't feel her emotions and learned psychology because you will never allow to therapy. I hate it. I wonder how she managed to survive in this hell.

Pratik's POV

First day of school. I wonder how disgusting this will be. The wall is in white colour feels like a tortue room, the stairs are ugly like my motherfucker, the hallways are- "You might be the new student. What is your grade?" oh my gosh. Is she a human? She looks so beautiful. Her black hair, her dark brown eyes, her sweet smile, her radiant skin. She is a unique beauty. She has a body which many female dream holy shit! I am staring. My eyes travel down to study her features and she has a decent body wait- what am i thinking? "Uh- 10th grade." why am i nervous? "oh, you are in our class. Follow us." she says climbling the stairs and two girls follow her. "What is your name?" i am still standing on the first stair. "Pratik" "Nice name." she complemented my name. It is the first time someone has complemented my name. A girl beside her mouths seriously and she repiles that she would love to have my name instead of hers. "What's yours?" i ask climbing two steps at a time. Being one step closer to her. "Shikar." wow. It actually suits her. "You have a beautiful name. Don't wish upon to have my name." she raises her eyebrows to signify she is shocked. The girls beside her giggle. "So, Pratik. May i ask the reason for coming a hour late on your first day of school?" What? An hour late. I swear my sister did this on purpose because i sended thirsty messages to her boyfriend. I ran till i reach the third floor where i saw a long hallway with 12 classes in it. "Lost?" Shikar giggles and starts guiding me along with her friends. We reached the end of the hallway and she leads me to a dark hallway.
"Don't worry. Our school takes class 10 very seriously more like they tortue us with special equipment and don't want any other class to know." it's like she read my mind. But i guess this is common sense. We all enter into a dark room, she commands me to stand closer to her. Our hands brushes against eachother. It kinda made me blush. We floor we were standing started to levitate and we enter into a hallway painted blue. I see a huge door and enter into it.
Two rows of individual sitting arrangements.
"Oh, Pratik. Come here. Why are you so late and Shikar, Venu, Bhumi what were you doing in washroom so long. Just because you are top students doesn't mean you will get away with anything." the principal greets me and warns them. I stand next to principal and watch her serious face.
"We all certainly know that, Ma'am." she repiles in a stern voice.
"Dear children, this is Pratik who is joining you on your epic journey. Make sure you welcome him." the principal exits.
I can see a lot of girls smiling at me, giggling to each other and whispering but i am looking at shikar.
"Be ready to get tortued with us, Pratik." she says while she returns to her seat. I find an empty seat next to a boy.
"Hi, i am melon. Nice to meet you pratik." he introduces.