Dark Love

You despise me.

Shikar 's POV

"Is there any reason why you sended Pratik with Shuba." neru inquires. "no reason at all. I just sended him with her with no thought." i reply. "she will yell louder than Shikar when she finds out who your crush is, Neru." snickers kriti. "Yeah, that is the reason why i am hesitant in telling her and the way she will tease me." Neru rests her head on the desk. "You don't need to tell her right away. Tell her when you are comfortable and we must avoid talking about him in secret without her." i comfort Neru. She smiles. "Hey, looks like Shuba and Pratik had a fight on the way. Look at them." Questions Bhumi. We all look and see anger on both of their faces. "Pratik, What happened? Why do you look so angry?" asks malika in her sympathy voice. "Nothing. Don't talk with me. Ever again." he concludes it. "*sigh* you just had to show him where the books were at. (She says to Shuba)Not trash talk about us to him well i guess birds of a feather flock together." She is glaring at me. The audacity. "Don't you dare bring Shikar into this, Slut" What the hell did he just say?!? Wait, does he have a crush on me? That's creepy. "*scoofs* Wow! How wonderful Shikar. You have trapped another boy in your hand. I just wish to have boys flock around me but you are doing it. If i am a slut according to this mister then who are y-" "Seriously, You are such a pick me. Boys flock around her due to her excellent presence on earth. It makes her an angel and no thirsty boy ever will be your man." Pratik returns to his seat with that being said. I can tell that Malika is cursing me with all the swear words her knows as she thinks i have stolen Pratik from her. Looks like last year is going to be repeated. I certainly don't want it to repeat.

After two hours of dreadful studies, we are eating lunch under the tree planted by me and my friend group when we were 7 years old. "All chefs are fail in front of your mother, Neru. This is amazing!!" i complement her mother's cooking skills. I do this everyday as the taste of the food must be complemented at any cost. "You know, i can eat your poha everyday for the rest of my life." complements Shuba. We are having fun. Cold breeze, laughs and snorting. Everything is so "Hi Shikar, i wasn't paying attention and lost some of the notes so can you give me your notes." is it wrong to wish to have my teenage years without any boy drama 😭. "Actually, i am taking Shikar's notes tonight because of the same reason so go ask another girl." Shuba glares at him. I guess she warned him to stop talking with me. She didn't answer when we asked why she was angry with Pratik. "I am not taking her notes home. I just need them now. I will return it after lunch." Pratik throws «i need it now» ball. It does minimal damage to Shuba. "No. I am going to write it now so still can't." Shuba throws «now ball» it pisses Pratik off.
"Why don't you write it together? " the Class representative speaks up. They are in big trouble now.