VISHA'S POV
It was a hectic morning for real. Everyone was acting so hyper, like come on it's my first day of school and they are behaving as if it's their. I know that I need to get up early you don't need to shout at me for that. huh.
I grabbed my bag and said bye to mom, dad and bhai, just mom dad, that brother of mine is going to drop me off at the school. We reach his bike and I settle down.
Soon, we reached the school. Okay, so it it a big one tbh and there's this playground which is visible from outside. I got up and bid bye to him.
"Visha, dekh, jada soch mt, uk it's the first day so koi teacher at least ek mahine tk tujhko kuch pareshan nhi kregi. Agr kregi to yhi bol diyo ki mem, its my first day na. Chal ab ja."
I chuckled at his statement and waved him off.
....
I entered the corridors and went around searching for my class... 10A. I just looked aroung and it was so hard to find the class in all the morning crowd. I asked one of the teachers around for it and... the coincidence is that she turned out to be my class teacher. Great, just great. And now I am following her through the corridors to the class.
Almost all the children are already here, am I that late? whatever. I go around and found a seat in the middle of a row. I just hope that it's not assigned to someone in particular cause I swear its gonna be so embarrassing if it is.
I settle down and take some breathes cause I surely need to look more normal than this. Nothing to be nervous about, Visha, it's all fine.
Some students were still entering the class and shit. One of the girls came my way and she looked at me and said something to her friend, ok it must be her seat or something. Should I move or what. I dont really know tho.
"Excuse me, aap yaha se hatt jao, yaha koi aur baithta h" She spoke up coming near me. Wait, so it's not her seat. Then, she shouldn't be the one to tell me to move.
"Excuse me, please move from here, it's someone else's seat."
"Oh. Aap yaha nhi baithte phir?." I ask, smiling sweetly. Note the sarcasm. But it seems she didn't got it.
"Oh. So, it means that You don't sit here?"
"Nhi, yaha pr jo baithta h wo abhi aaya nhi h to-"
"No, actually the one who sits here, haven't come yet so'"
"To? Jiski seat h whi mujhe yaha se hatne ko bole to jada sahi rahega. Ukw, aap apni jgah pr chle jao, hmm." I interrupted cuz why not. She won't tell me to move unless it's her seat. And once that person comes I will surely move by myself, not her place to tell me. And also I need someplace to sit.
"So what? It will be much better for the person who sits here to tell me to move. Ukw, you should just go away and have your own seat."
And thus I sent away the chaos. No way I'm letting a weird girl to ruin my first day. The day went on and the person in the question never came.
....
So far it was all fine. All the teachers were asking the same thing, what's my name and all. So far it was... good.
That girl and her chamchiya were still talking about the earlier incident probably just bitching around. Nvm. It was lunch now, everyone was just moving out the class and I followed. Ishani came up to me.
"Visha, let's go to the ground." not to mention, Ishani Sharma and Abhita Yadav, the girls are just so friendly. I got around well with them, the class teacher asked them to help me with my syllabus and thus, we're roaming together.
I like their company tho.
I nod and follow her and Abhita to the ground where we are supposed to have our lunch. Yup, out in the 'nature' they say and in 'dust' is what we say.
We get down there and find a place away from the dust and all and start with our lunch. Abhita had brought money , we went to the canteen and bought some snacks as well.
Most of boys were playing in the ground, one of which came up to us, Ishani to be specific. By looks he is fine, seems the nice kinda.
"Tu yaha se jaa Varun. Shak ho jaega" she whispered loud enough for me and Abhita to hear. Are they....?
"Aise kyu keh rhi h, kuch shaq nhi hoga. Aur waise bhi agar hona h to hone de. Pyar kiya to darna kya."
She straight out giggled and blushed at his statement. Yes, they are.
"Accha wo sb chod, meet her this is Visha Singh. A new student in our session." He looked at me and smiled.
"Hellow, mai Varun Tripathi" He forwarded his hand for a shake. And I took it smiling awkwardly cause I really don't know what to say.
"Hi."
"Kuch bhi kaam ho mujhse bata dena, koi chinta nhi Visha"
"Thank you"
He looked at Ishani once again and went off towards his friends.
Once he left I looked at her questioningly and she just giggled like a maniac and later I got to know the whole love life of hers and one conclusion that I came to is that her love life is much more than her school life and not gonna lie it's interesting.
Soon, the school ended and here I was waiting in front of the school gate for my brother. He is late. And I hate him for this, how can he let his this beautiful sister stand under the sun for so long. That idiot, usko to mai baad m dekhti hun.
Ishani - "Tu kb tk jaegi? koi lene aa rha h ki nhi"
"Mera bhai aane wala tha, pata nhi kaha marr gya"
Abhita - "Saare bhai aise hi hote h, in gadho kokoi chinta hi nhi hoti hmari. Chal yr bye, mai chlti hu."
She left and soon after Ishani also.
A few minutes later Vihaan also came and we left for home.
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