Oxymoron

Chapter -1

"truth or dare"

"Truth". Internally questioning every god damn thing.

And then she asked a typical question asked by every teenager to their classmates in this stupid game.

"Who's your crush?"

I looked from person to person and somehow everyone seemed very interested in knowing my crush. Very well knowing I'm gonna dissapppoint each one of them I answered,

" How am I supposed to know?"

I could literally see annoyance in their composure. And I felt satisfied.

What do you mean? Are you for real? What's wrong with you? Each one posted a question.

In my defense, I answered ," I am for real and I don't know what's wrong with me. I just don't get any feelings seeing anyone. I just don't feel anything." At all.

Some left a sigh, some stared. Only one person, Diya smiled. That somehow was annoying. She continued,"If you don't mind, I'm saying this politely, just get out of here you freak".

You might think I would have been hurt. Magically nope. I was not. It's something I'm used to. Well I'm a very "normal" teenager of grade 10, who is considered as freak by my classmates.

Today, we had a double physical education class and our teacher made us all go to the ground which was very hot. I mean it. Like a sizzling tawa, the mud was evoking smoke. I was sitting under a large tamarind tree reading a very nice book and thats when the teacher called me.

" For god's sake, try socialising with others."
" No Sir, I'm good"
" I don't take no. You must go play with your classmates. Btw that's an order."

With that he also snatched my book from me. And I was left alone, companionless.
With no other option left, I went to play with them and it was an utter failure.

You might think my school life was messed up. Fortunately no, every one of my teacher like me. I'm the ideal and perfect student that evey student envies.
My life was a straight line, almost soulless, lifeless since the day I was born. I am a typical first born girl, only there to bring honor and glory to the family. And who never feels contempt. Yep that's me.

As I was just strolling along the shady region, canopied by trees. A ball flew from nowhere and hit me straight in the cheek. I winced in pain.

" Oi, pass us the ball"

I picked up the ball and stared at him. glaring.

"Whatcha looking? Pass me the ball you freak!!" He shouted, standing a little away from me.

" I'm not giving you unless you ask sorry". I shouted back.

"Iyla, yaar I'm sorry" a tall, fair, pretty boy walked from behind, holding his ears, with a pitiful face. He continued," Ashwin, don't you have manners. You should have said sorry before asking for the ball".

Who the hell is he to call me yaar? Do I know him? Idiot.

Then he walked towards me and got the ball from my hand and went away without a second glance.

Later as I was getting inside the class room, I heard them have a conversation.

" Sri, what had gotten into you? You never ask sorry. What made you ask sorry to that freak?"

" Who would want to waste their time speaking to her. And hey, did you watch the match yesterday?......"

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" Hey! I got something for ya!"

"Uhum?"

" Was that the maximum reaction you could give me?"

"Yup"

" Stop answering me in a word. Here, this is for you. And you are definitely using it. Alright see you tomorrow. Ba - bye".
With that she ran away, to her friends waiting a little away.

Ziana, my best friend. My only friend. Someone, or the only person who doesn't consider me as a freak. I looked at the little piece of paper she gave before leaving.

30 DAYS CHALLENGE

The user is supposed to do something they usually wouldn't do for a short span of 30 days.
For example, smile at a stranger, help someone you don't know, answer the question in class, dance in the rain, compliment someone....etc...

Anything that you normally wouldn't do and keep a track of what little things you are doing. See how much of a change it brings.

All the best.
( If you get this piece of paper, there is no going back, you are doing it. No matter what)

Uhum...creepy. why would I want to smile at a stranger.
Ugh, I'll start tomorrow.

"Iyla sree and Sri Advay, you both are selected for debate competition. You both have one month. Remember you are going to represent our school in regionals, so prepare well and keep me updated. And the topic is "love: exists or fictional".

How much I wanted to do it alone......!

Between the laughter, I heard " all the best Sri, to tolerate the freak for a month".....

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