Author's Pov:
Both Sid and Kiara started giving their studies their whole attention. The had the same routine everyday study,school,coaching and repeat. But that didn't stop them from catching glances and locking eyes. They gave their boards with hopes and aspirations, and they came to the end of the school year. Both felt a relief from their arms and planned their holiday's bucket list.Kiara's Pov:
After a lot of days, I slept so good. No one in my house cared to wake me up. The arrival of my sister working abroad was the sight I woke up to. We chatted, ate ice creams, spoke a lot of life drama and my future aspirations. I was to do engineering but midway during my last year at school I realised that I was not really into it, so I decided to go with the flow, and pursue designing side by side.
Suddenly my phone brimmed with notifications,
Class Chat: Classssss!!!!!We are having our farewell finally on this Friday!!!I was over the moon coated with a mass of sadness upon the fact of leaving the only school I have studied and my friends. And Sid, we will never meet, though I like him, my heart's still not into asking him out, and I'm listening to my heart this time.
Sid's Pov:
Seeing the farewell card, I got a sense of parting from all my friends. The school was kinda my second home, not the school exactly but the people. I am not expressive, but deep down I miss my boys for sure. Kiara, I don't even know if she is aware of the effect she had on me. She was happy with her people, shared her ideas, though shy and under confident, that girl had a lot of potential. I didn't like her just for her mere outer beauty, my heart longed for her company, to tell her my heart out, to set our journey on track, but leaving it unsaid was the best I felt. Maybe forever was a word meant for memories and not for people I guess.......THE FAREWELL DAYYY.......
Author's Pov:
As the farewell program unfolded, the air buzzed with a mix of sorrow and excitement.
Sid had been the life of the party, he got his fame atleast. But his eyes searching for a familiar face in the gathering around.
Kiara wrote and for the first time she recited her work to her friends.It spoke of hearts that dared not speak, of dreams that were silently shared.The farewell speeches were delivered, the final goodbyes exchanged.
As they walked out of the school gates, their paths diverging, a silent promise hung in the air.
Each held a secret, a treasure locked away, forever out of reach, a bittersweet echo of a love they’d never dared to express.Kiara looked back one last time at Sid. But this time, he was looking back. Kiara was shy and she gave him her softest smiles, he chuckled back as a sign of understanding, both went away with their unsaid I don't know love maybe?
Not every story is a fairy tale. Some love stories are better unsaid.
The Farewell Album:
Ps: I'm really sorry first of all. This is my first work and I ended the story too soon. I promise to write a good one later. This one was just a story I heard in reality. Pardon me for my mistakes and if you have or would like some extended version let me know! Thank You for reading it till the end! Love ya!
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Drama and Dreams
Novela JuvenilThis story is about a Indian highschooler who shares her vivid experiences. Just a realistic Indian School Story!!!