meaning of love

7. Cursive handwriting

Wow, I am so going to be late and again its because of my little brother. As usual dad is driving us on his old museum bike to school. "Bye dad, bye bro" saying, I started speed walking to my classroom.

Why is the room empty? Is it a holiday, that I am not aware of ?, I started walking further down the corridor and realised something is going on in the 1st floor corridor and started going upstairs. Oh... some new teacher seems to be teaching something on the blackboard in the open corridor and I silently started walking there.

Joey sir, seeing my arrival asked me to sit beside him on the school bench he was sitting on, while all the students are sitting down on the floor and at a distance from here. But, I will just disturb the class, if I waltz in so late, so its better to sit here itself, with that thought in mind, I sat down and said

"good morning sir"

Sir nodded his head and replied "it's a cursive hand writing class" to which I just nodded my head.

After a while, joey sir suddenly turned towards me and asked,

"Hey Lilly, do you wanna be my girlfriend ?"

what ? what is sir talking about, being sir's friend? wow, amazing!! I will have so many perks, like maybe skipping homework or morning stressfull question and answers....hell yeah!!

"okay sir" I replied

"you sure?" sir said, dragging the word sure.

"Yeah, I" I replied while smiling.

Then suddenly, Mathew came and sat down beside me, making me move into the centre of the bench, even closer to sir. What is his deal?, should'nt he sit in his own place, why is he here?. I Though he finally forgot about me.

Sir and Matthew started talking about cricket, which is of least interest to me. Now, I am starting to get bored, who will teach students, on how to write? that too in 7th standard, come on, we are already habituated to our own style of writing and techniques. He is seriously teaching writing alphabets in cursive, which I already have a lot of clarity on.

Maybe I read too much into matthew sitting here, Ofcourse its nothing, he is just here to chit chat with sir.

This 100 percent boring class got dragged all the way over to 4 o clock and finally ended.

*****

After reaching home and changing from my school uniform, I started heating milk for me and Mikael. "Mikael, if you want your milk, come here and sit down, and be careful, do, not, spill. I am tired cleaning the mess." with that I sat down too and started dunking biscuits while watching cartoons in the kitchen's television and Mikael just nodded his head and started dunking too.

My eyes are watching the cartoon but my mind is excited about going to school tomorrow and see what will happen.
What kind of perks will I get ?

"What are you blushing for?" Asked my dad confused seeing me, so focused on watching a fight scene in shakhi shali dragon episode.

"What? Nothing dad" I replied pursing my lips and focusing at my coffee.

"Kids these days" He said and went to make tea for himself.

I hit my hand on my forehead, what am I so bloody excited about?

Maybe from being excluded from homework or not getting picked in class for answering questions and all those things?? Said my inner voice.

Okay...okay, now I have to concentrate on homework, I may have an advantage in mathematics but remaining subjects? I have to concentrate.

"Lilly" my mom yelled from the kitchen.

"What ma?, I am doing my homework" I yelled back.

"Come to eat dinner and bring Mikael too, I made chapathis and Paneer curry"

Ohhh...anything might not make mikaels ass move from the sofa expect paneer.

I started staring at Mikeal, how can he be so oblivious when we were just yelling about him and his favorite food.

"Mikael" I called
He was laughing at something on TV
"MIKAEL" to which he turned his head and asked what?

"Mom is calling you us for dinner, lets go"

"You go, I am not interested "

"Really, are you sure?"

"Yeah, we just had milk"

I rolled my eyes at him, that was hours ago.

"Fine then"

I started running into the kitchen yelling loudly for him to hear, " mom, mikeal doesn't want Paneer curry and chapathis, I call dips on his share"

"What?, no mom, I never said that, I am coming" he yelled

Both our parents started laughing seeing us yelling and running

"No way, don't change your words, you said no and its done"

"You didn't say, it was Paneer " and with that he started whining and is started crying.

My father gave me a look

"What, I was just kidding with him, how can he just start crying out of no where"
I said.

"Mikael, stop, here is your food" mom gave him his plate and he started eating.

"Oh my god" I muttered under my breathe.

"Where is Scarlett? " I asked my parents

My dad replied "staying at your grandparents house"

"Why?" I pressed

"Cause, your grand father Daniel is out of town and she is staying there to give company to grandma Yasmine" he replied.

"Hello Rain" bloomed my grand father Samuel's voice, while he's coming up the stairs and with a big smile on his chubby face. Rain is his nickname for me and always prefered calling me that to Lilly or Lillian, which need rain to thrive.

"Hi grandpa" I greeted back with a big smile of my own.

"Mikeal, whatsapp?" He asked patting him on his back.

"Grandpa, don't do that while I am eating" pouted Mikael as usual.

****
After dinner we went down along with grandmas food to sleep downstairs.
Me and Mikeal took our beddings and went into shop, which are our sleeping quarters. We used to sleep in the living room but now that our grandma can't take the stairs because of her knee problems, we all started sleeping in the ground floor itself.

I can hear grandma and grandpa talking and grandma must be eating while I started drifting into my sleep.