Chapter 37

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Faint
VINISHA

Two Years Back

"Yayyy!!!!"  The backbencher boys roared in excitement. "Happy Birthday!!!!"

They picked Aryan over their shoulders as soon as he entered the classroom.

"Happy Birthday to you!!! Happy Birthday to you!! Happy Birthday dear Aryan!!!" They started singing and dancing. 

Aryan laughed and started dancing even when he was on their shoulder.

All the girls ran towards him, including my best friend Meera. They had brought gifts, flowers and chocolates for him.

Aryan's birthday is celebrated like a festival in our school. He instantly became popular and everyone's favourite. 

I was sitting on a corner bench, watching all the girls as they handed him their gifts with a blush on their cheeks. He thanked everyone and passed them a genuine smile.

He has effect on every girl. Except me.

Because I only get effected by Rohan. My childhood crush since 6th grade.

As of now, I'm completing his Maths homework. He was busy in his basketball practice so he couldn't complete it by himself. So he asked me to do it.

I help him with everything. Maybe because of this he will start liking me.

"Hey!" Meera flopped herself beside me. She had a bright smile on her face.

"So, you gave him your gift?" I asked with a bored expression. 

"Yesss!!" She answered excitedly. "I wished him happy birthday and even shaked hands with him. Aryan's hand is so soft and warm. Now I'm not gonna wash my hands." She said with her dreamy eyes.

I sighed deeply. Why do we girls act so childish and foolish when we get to interact with our crush?

"What's he doing now by the way?" She turns around to look at Aryan. I too turn my head to look behind.

Aryan was sitting on the last bench, in between his friends. His bench was full of gifts, flowers and cards. Other section girls also entered our classroom to wish him.

Meera pouted. "Why is every girl after him?" I smiled lightly, looking at her expression and shrugged my shoulders.

"Ah, forget it. I need to go to the washroom. You wanna come?" She asked me.

I shaked my head and pointed at Rohan's notebook lying on my bench.

She groaned. "Why are you doing his work again? I told you not to do. Can't he do it by himself?"

"He was busy with basketball." I answered.

"These are excuses. He is using you, Vini." She sighed as I glared at her. "Forget it. I'm going."

After she walked out of the classroom. I turned back to look at Rohan. He was sitting on the corner last bench with three girls.

I frowned and pouted in anger. Why are those girls with him? I just saw them with Aryan a few minutes ago.

Witches, Bitches and playgirls too!

Rohan shouldn't be with girls like them. He should be with me instead.

I turned back and checked his notebook, if I had made mistakes anywhere I could correct them. There were none. So I closed his notebook and kept my pencil pouch in my bag.

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