Boyfriend

#17

Everyone placed themselves on the seats. Pranav was sitting alone on the 3rd bench in the last row.

"Aaj kal tere mere pyaar k charche har zubaan par.

Sabko malum h aur sabko khabar hogyi."

Athira and amaya entered the class shouting at the pitch of their voice. They were known for their old songs addiction. People banged their head, made mad faces, murmured how irritating they were. But did they care? Hell no! They approached the last seat. Everyone knew it was their seat. Although each day they were called to sit in the front but still IT WAS THEIR SEAT. Even thouh they stayed out half of the day but IT WAS THEIR SEAT.

They lazily sat down looking around at the faces around them. Anu and riya, the sweethearts with a sweet tooth sat in their front bench. Anu opened her lunch. Their schedule of having lunch was dependent on what was inside the box. The amazing 'pau bhaji's' fragrence filled the air and then half of the class was fighting for it. The other half claimed that the grapes were sour. The fight was not yet over when their class teacher entered. Athira was in the way of eating a bite and amaya's mouth was full. Everyone else innocently sat down as they both were asked to keep standing. Thy both looked at each other, quickly gulped in their food and looked at the teacher a little nervously. The teacher made a remark,"eat gracefully atleast." She made a nasty face and sat down on her seat. Amaya and athira shared a timid laugh under the bench.

The class started. Shekhar was getting bored sitting alone. Althouh he was sitting next to athira and amaya but the girls had their own stuff today. Shekhar called pranav to sit with him. He smiled and quitely refused.

Mahira saw the blank space next to pranav and found it a good opportunity to get near him. She took her books and went to sit with him but as she sat down, He picked up his books and went to sit with shekhar. Shekhar greeted him enthusiastically. The teacher asked everyone to shut up and everyone concentrated back in their books. Pranav like a good student was studying when athira passed him some note. He cluelessely looked at it. Athira indicated him to open it and read it.

Author's note
Well that is how my school looks like. the class have always three categories- the populars, the nerds, the ignored. The nerds and ignored aspire to be among the populars but the populars they seek some normal time. Time with less hatred, less eyes staring on them, Less ears hearing them. Because being popular doesn't take away your heart. It makes you more responsible infact.

Athira's and amaya's look at life is different from the others. They love their own voice but are fab listeners to everyone's miseries and happiness. So do you have anything to share with them?

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