Tushar

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-Flash back-
~Fourth period~

The bell rang and third period ended. The teacher picked her stuff and left.

"Finally some peace", Diksha said in a slow tone. "Seriously right! That Mrs. Atom bomb shouts like hell. I don't understand what's the need to repeat one sentence for 20 times and oh god her voice is so annoying. I am damn sure she eats a crow in breakfast that's why she caws like a crow the whole day!" Yashika said with a giggle. Diksha chuckled and said "Hmm you've got a great point."
Diksha stood up and said "Be silent everyone." She moved to the center of her class and scanned every corner "Does anyone know where's Purav?"
She raised her eyebrows and suddenly Purav entered the classroom with another boy. Both of them were fighting madly. Everyone tried stopping them but Diksha just stood there in silence watching them. She had a smile on her face, unusual one. Purav smacked a bottle on the boy's head and he fell down. Few seconds later, blood rolled down his head. His eyes became blurry and teary and soon he fainted. Everyone rushed to pick up that boy but Diksha silently left the class and no one noticed her. Soon Diksha came back with three teachers and the principal.

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Principal told Purav and the other boy to report in her office and also told Diksha to come with them. On the way Purav stopped and said "Why are you doing this? What the heck is your problem?" She smirked and said "Wrong question! Your first question is wrong. I am not doing anything. You are the one who is doing all the shit. And to the second question, you! You are the problem!" Purav grasped her arm and said "Stop this!"
She freed her arm and said "I won't." Purav stared at her and tightly clenched her shoulders unaware that a teacher was looking at them from behind. She fell to the ground and the teacher rushed toward them. The teacher told Purav to stay away and told someone to call her friend from her class to help her walk.

Few minutes later,Yashika came there. Diksha was still on the ground probably unable to walk with too much pain. The teacher told Yashika to stay there while she gets some water for Diksha. Yashika nodded and sat near her on the ground. She looked at Diksha and said "Does it hurt a lot?" Diksha gave her a shocked look and said "No! Not even a little." Yashika got confused and said "What?" Diksha released a little laugh and said "Oh relax! It's just a little drama!" Yashika was still confused but she nodded. Purav didn't push her. It was her own choice to fall and get him into more trouble and she didn't regret it because for her this is what Purav deserved.

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Author's note

For the first time in years, someone complained about Purav. Here it was, The beginning of Diksha's victory.
What was gonna happen now?
Will Purav accept his mistakes and apologize? Or will his bitterness grow more for Diksha?
Let's see what happens!

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~Three days later~
~Zero Period~

Roll number eight, always skipped. Who was it? Neither teachers nor students mentioned about him/her. Diksha wondered and asked Yashika "Do you know who is this roll number eight?" Yashika shook her head and said "Nope, I'm a new student too. Maybe you can ask her." She pointed at the girl who sitting on the first bench. She had very short brown hairs and thick eyebrows. Her eyes were brown and she had an oval shaped face. "Amishi, that's her name. She may know who that is." Diksha went to Amishi and asked her about roll number eight. Diksha had one more special power, she would tell q person's whole personality just by looking into their eyes and so it happened. Diksha saw it, in Amishi's eyes. Amishi told her
"Tushar, he's a whole different idiot and you should be happy that he isn't coming or else." She didn't say anything else. Despite the look in her eyes, Diksha thanked her and left.

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The bell rang and everyone rushed toward their classes. Diksha was standing near the blackboard when a boy entered the class. As soon as he entered the class, everyone turned their heads in his direction. The classroom grew completely silent that was disturbed by Amishi's words. "Here he is, the one you have been thinking about. Tushar! " Amishi said this while looking at Diksha. Diksha stared at Tushar. He had brown skin and black hair. He had shiny brown eyes and thick eyebrows. But Diksha saw something else, she dived into his eyes. His eyes that told a different tale. She knew it was gonna be another challenge for her. Tushar's eyes, showed a lot about him. She saw an evil in his eyes and she knew she wasn't wrong. Tushar entered the class and smiled, like a venomous demon. Few seconds later, Purav came to the class as well. He looked at Tushar and his jaw clenched, Diksha understood that they weren't friends at all.

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~First Period~

"Tushar you are here finally! I hope you don't do the things that you've been doing since the past years." Their class incharge said to Tushar. He rolled his eyes and ignored the teacher. Diksha was thinking about something and suddenly a girl tapped on Diksha's shoulder. She turned around and saw Kerry, who was her classmate. She had an almond coloured skin and brown hair. "I know what you're wondering about. You are thinking about Tushar, Aren't you?" Diksha raised her eyebrows and shook her head amd said no. She wasn't wondering about Tushar instead she was thinking about a poem.
Diksha loved reading and writing and all of a sudden, a random poem popped in her mind and that's what she was thinking about. Since, Kerry mentioned about Tushar. Diksha got a little curious and asked her to tell about Tushar.
Kerry nodded and said "OMG, he's such arrogant and demonic wicked kid. He's the biggest problem of the whole school. One more thing about him is
tha-." Kerry got interrupted by the bell of second period. She told Diksha that she'll tell the rest later.

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~Recess Time~

The classroom was filled with usual chatters. Students laughing and talking with their friends. Diksha was having her lunch with Yashika. Yashika was a silent person in front of everyone except Diksha. When they were together Yashika would talk endlessly. Yashika took a bite of her sandwich and told Diksha a joke. Both of them giggled and Diksha said "If you do this one more time I'm sure I'll choke on my food. BTW can you show me your Science's notebook once?" Yashika nodded and gave her the notebook. "Your work isn't complete. I think I should ask someone else." Diksh gave back the notebook suddenly a girl called her, "Diksha!" She said. Diksha went to her and asked "Yes, what happened?" "You can take my notebook if you want to", said the girl. Diksha smiled and said "Oh that's really sweet! I really need the notebook. Thanks a lot, BTW what's your name?" "Harnoor", replied the girl.

[Bell rings]

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~Fifth Period~

It had been more than fifteen minutes since the bell rang but the teacher still didn't arrive.
Diksha was in charge when Tushar came back. He was about to enter the class but Diksha blocked his way and told him to stand outside as he was late. "It's none of your business!
You better not block my way!" Tushar said angrily. "I am making it my business and I won't let you come inside!"
Tushar grew red with anger and tried pushing her. "Messed with the wrong person, Mr. Tushar."
Diksha said and closed the door of their classroom.

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Hlwo beautiful reader!!!
I hope you are doing well...
ʕ⁠'⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠'⁠ʔ and you liked enjoyed reading this part. Firstly I'm sry because I just took too long to update this since I've been quite busy. I wrote this part almost 2 weeks ago but the last part wasn't done so I couldn't post it. But yeah...
BTW I hope you're excited to know what's gonna happen next. Becuz the story will take a big turn !!!
So to know what happens next , stay tuned....

Bless u ❤️

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