The Last Of An Unclear Part
"Mujhe b2 me nahi jaana." I turned back to see it was Lea. It was one of our final exams and both the B.S. girls of B1 were sitting behind me.
"B2 me nahi jana?..", I asked her the same question. Laughing through her mask, she shook her head.
"Is it too noisy??..", I continued to enquire. She nodded her head with that smile still there.
It was a fact. We B2 students were trying hard to get into B1. And these students from the 'elite batch' B1 would not want to be a part of here. Sameer sir had confirmed me and Tejas were surely going to be a part of Batch 1 in twelfth. But we could have a chance of more students entering there.
17 March 2023.
It was the last day of our final exams of 11th standard. And I had earned 320 rupees that time, by writing others' papers. With my paper completed.I was writing it for Gungun
"Keep it up..nice handwriting.", Gungun kept on appreciating my handwriting, which was that one thing I always took care of while writing papers for someone else.
The 'Cricket for b2 only' gang was behind me, watching the first ODI of the three match ODI series between India and Australia, which took place after the Border Gavaskar Trophy.
At the last benches we had Sunny sir with his students who had their jee mains approaching. Asking doubts with tensed faces, they often told us to be quiet, as we were reacting loudly at every ball Marsh and Warner missed.
When I went out to submit her paper, I saw both the B.S girls of Batch 1 coming outside their class. I was finding the stapler and as they both came to the reception, my hand hit Sanjana.
"O fish..m so sorry ...", I immediately apologized. I continued apologizing in my mind,"I God I didn't do it purposely it was an accident."
"It's okay(x3).", her mask decreased her voice, and I could hear only the first two 'its okays'.
"Paper kaha rakhna hai??", she asked. I pointed my finger towards the bundle of our answer sheets. and asked her to keep it there.
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My Encounters With The Prettiest Eyes
Non-FictionOpen hairs; The way she moved them back The entire magic was in the eyes; The Prettiest Eyes.
