What is more important? Uncovering the truth that has been hidden for hundreds of years? Or your own life?
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The one infuriating thing he has had to face since he was a child was her. She challenged him at every given chance, constantly competed...
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"You think you mean something? Yes you do. You're the definition of psychotic!"
I step forward, so does he. Why is he still in my life?! When I said I never wanted to see him again, I meant it! "What the hell are you doing here?!" I question. Who even gave him admission?
"Kyu? Ye university tumhare baap ki hai?"
(Why? Is this your father's university?)
"Baap pe mat jao!"
(Don't bring my father into this!)
"Varna kya karlogi?"
(Or else?)
I lunge for him, he is obviously taller and wider and stronger, but does that stop me? Nope. My friend does. Joe holds me back. "What are you doing Ananya? Let him be. This is university!"
"I don't fucking care! This man has ruined my life enough as it is! Now I'll ruin his!"
"Bold of you to assume you have that power." Oh you wait! I break through Joe's hold, it's pretty easy and lunge at him again. I get a smack on his neck before Harry picks me up and physically pulls me away.
Argh! "Fuck you, Harry!" I seethe.
"We will discuss coitus later shortcake, but for now, please stop harassing my flatmate."
"We are not discussing anything!"
"Good. No offence but your friend is more my type." Yes, that was clear from the start Harold! He puts me down on the floor again, tentatively, his arms spread wide, ready to stop me if I jump to break his roommate's ribs again.
Faisal looks bored. Oh I'll fix that. "Whatever! I'm just glad I won't have to see you much. Don't show me your fucking face ever!" I shove a finger in Faisal's chest while he looks ready to pick me up and dump me in a dustbin.
"I have no interest in seeing you anyway!"
Harry steps between us like the Great Wall of China, keeping us separate and stopping us from at least getting in one hit. "So people, such a wonderful day, no?" What the fuck is wrong with him?
"Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you've both signed up for mythology." This piece of crap! "You don't even like history!" I scream in this Richie Rich's face.
"This is mythology, you dumb fuck! They're different. Maybe your brain has stopped functioning properly, which is why you don't understand the difference between the two."
Oh hell no! I'm not going to stand here and take shit from this nutcracker. "I'm not attending the same class as you!" I yell. I love mythology but I hate this psychotic bitch more.
"Of course. I knew you'll back out. Must be worried thinking I'll beat you and score better. Sure, go find some other easy subject for yourse-"
