Crush in My Heartbeat!

Spark is Sparking

The bus jolts and I fall backwards. Aadhira starts laughing loudly, enjoying the Indian road trip. Aadhira also bounces lightly whenever there are bumps. I start laughing too, and we both keep laughing. 

Aadhira tries to get off her body but ends up falling back onto me. "Brother driver, please drive a bit more carefully." Aadhira laughs. I don't laugh for a second, but then I start laughing again.

Such coincidence doesn't happen with anyone else, but it's happening with me. Aadhira and I get tired. Aadhira finally moves to the side and falls asleep, and when the bus takes a turn, she ends up touching my whole body. 

Her head is on my hand, which has become her pillow. Aadhira says, "Now I'm not moving from here; it feels good. It seems even the bus driver wants this."

She made a joke, and I blushed. Wishes do come true.

Aadhira said, "Do you remember our PT Day?"

"From 10th grade?"

"Yes."

"You were very mischievous."

School time...

When Aadhira and all of us got tired after PT, our bodies were aching a lot. The PT exam had us doing 100 pushups. We needed some rest, our bodies felt like someone had heavily beaten us up.

"Today, let's pretend to be sick."

"Alright, do what you think is best! I enjoyed it." (wiping sweat)

"You're used to enduring this pain every day."

Aadhira, smirking, "Yes, you can think of it that way."

The PT dress was different. It was a light blue shirt and white pants. We all went to change. There was a lot of crowds, making it difficult to change in the bathroom.

"Aadhira, we will have to wait."

"Shall we go to the boys' washroom?"

"Ew, where do you get these ideas from?" I said, hitting Aadhira on her back with my school dress.

Aadhira tried to control her laughter. For the first time, Aadhira stared at someone for a long time. It was a girl, not a boy. When I turned to see who it was, it was the new transfer student who had come to our washroom. When there was so much crowd, she started changing her dress in front of everyone. 

Everyone except Aadhira pretended to look elsewhere. I covered my eyes with my hands, but when I saw Aadhira staring, I told her to close her eyes. She didn't, she kept smiling like a pervert. The girl noticed Aadhira, finished putting on her school dress, looked at Aadhira, and smiled. Their eyes met, and I was done for.

"What was that, Aadhira?" after the girl left.

"That girl has guts."

I teased, "What? She has no shame... what guts are you talking about?"

"If you have the guts, then you try it."

I blushed and didn't say anything but then thought of impressing Aadhira by doing something. Because the crush was on my mind, otherwise, she would call that new girl cool. While Aadhira was looking at herself in the mirror, I took off my T-shirt. 

Everyone started making noise again. The other girls closed their eyes. Our class was very cultured. Hearing the noise, she looked at me. I was wearing my shirt.

She smirked and buttoned my white shirt. "Ladki me dam Hai. (this girl has guts!)" I blushed there.

Aadhira then took off her T-shirt. By then, everyone had closed their eyes and got bored with the drama. Another girl gathered the courage, then another, and soon everyone started doing the same. The noise turned into fun. Everyone was changing while dancing. A wave of courage had spread. We changed and came out.