The New Boy (Ishman)

Chapter 1

Shubman, as usual was practicing as usual with full concentration and focus. He was practicing his bating skills.

"Hey! Shubhi! Come here!" he heard Virat bhai yelling.

Leaving everything behind, he instantly ran towards him.

"Yes bhaiya?" Shubman said with his dimpled smile.

"Well, there's news, I don't know if it's good or bad for you...-"

"Bhaiya it's alright, I'll be able to handle it." he said with his dimpled smile.

"So, there's a new player who would be joining us today and you're are given the responsibility to be with him and make him practice like you-"

Shubman's smile immediately dropped after hearing the news. He took a deep breath as if a truck hit him.

"I'm sorry but I really didn't know how to tell you this before, cause the last time I told you about a another player who was about to join after a week... I have no idea what happened but you practically made him run away from the field on day one...!"

Shubman pressed his lips into a fine line and nodded softly.

"Thanks for understanding this!" Virat patted hai shoulder.

With that Shubman went back to practice but now without any concentration or focus. His head was only roaming around the thoughts about how to get the new guy kicked out.

'I am ready so worried about our team's performance...and now a new guy?! This is ridiculous...!'  Shubman thought as he continued to smash every ball that came in the radar.

It was very early in the morning when Shubman was practicing. The new guy would be joining them in the afternoon. They would be practicing till 9:00 p.m.

Shubman was very disappointed at the fact that a new guy would be joining. When when it came to his team, Shubman was very serious. He really didn't want to hamper the team's strength by making a new member join.

They already had a bunch of matches coming up soon, but after listening to the news that Virat give him is more completely went off. For the list of the day, Shubman's temper kept fluctuating.

"God knows how he got a chance in the Indian Team?! Why do they always select the worst of them..." Shubman gritted through his teeth as he kept hitting sixes, one after another.

Bumrah just kept watching the long ranges and how it kept increasing with each ball he threw at him.

"Hey! What's up?! Something's bothering you? You're never this aggressive while batting, not complaining, just asking..." Bumrah said, hands on his hips as he painted.

He was definitely tired of balling at a fast pace but Shubman wasn't getting out.

Shubman sighed and took off his gloves and helmet and breathed out.

"Nothing much bhaiya..." he said with a raspy tone.

Bumrah pressed his lips into a fine line and smiled weirdly.

"Hey! Don't lie! You're thinking bout the new guy who's going to join us, right?"

Shubman sighed again, but shook his head in a 'no'. Jasprit squinted his eyes.

Finally Shubman admitted. "Fine...I'm just a boy worried..."

"Hey! I'm sure he's a good player! Look forward to it!" Bumrah said with a smile.

Shubman tried to smile as much as he could.

They continued their practice for another 4 hours.

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It was now almost afternoon, around 5 pm.

They were all sitting in their changing room, eagerly waiting for the new young player. On the other hand, Shubman was getting annoyed and irritated. He didn't really have any interest in meeting the new player, was just sitting there to complete his formality.

After 10 minutes Virat brought the boy into the changing room and everyone sitting there stood up. Shubman didn't even glance at him.

"Everyone! This is Ishan Kishan!" Virat announced in his loud voice.

"H-Hello...!" Ishan said in his sweet yet deep voice.

This caught Shubman's attention. He glanced at him.

'He's so short, looks like a small child. I'm sure he won't be able to maintain his place in this field!'  Shubman thought with extreme hate.

"Hey! I'm Jasprit!" Bumrah reached his hand out.

"Y-Yeah... actually I know all of your names...!" Ishan smiled sweetly.

Shubman felt more annoyed after seeing that smile. He really just wanted to punch him so badly that his entire face would deform badly.

One by one , came forward and shook his hand and gave him a warm welcome, excepting Shubman obviously.

He just kept sitting there, fists clenched tightly. Ishan saw this.

'I think he's a bit angry...'  Ishan smiled sadly.

He slowly went towards Shubman who was flaring like a ragging animal or volcano, ready to burst out at any time.

Ishan gulped. Everyone was busy talking among themselves.

"H-Hi, Shubman—" Ishan was about to reach his hand out to shake.

"Call. Me. Sir! You're still new!" Shubman stood up and spoke in a very cold and harsh tone.

Ishan immediately backed off and gulped. His knees were shaking badly and he looked down.

"Shubman! This isn't the way to talk to a new player! He's also a part of Team India now!" Rohit Bhai said with a dominating voice.

Shubman looked down and softly murmured "sorry..."

With that he immediately exited the room. Everyone there, was shocked. Although they anticipated such a scene they still couldn't believe it.

Ishan on the other hand, became very scared and terrified. His hands were shaking.

"Hey kid! Don't worry, Shubman's a bit short tempered. He's just worried about the team's performance. Nothing else. Just give him time and he'll warm up to you!" Virat bhai said and softly rubbed his hand on the back of Ishan.

Ishan smiled softly. "I understand..."

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Shubman went into another room and locked the door. He looked into the mirror and clenched his jaws, flexing his jaw muscles.

He gripped the sink harshly, making a few veins pop out.

"I'll make you run away from here Ishan! I'll make you have nightmares, till the day you decide to run away!!"

Shubman gritted his teeth harshly and breathed out, nose flaring.

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Hope you all liked the first chapter!

I'll try my best to update as soon as possible!!