Chapter 8 Aanvi 🦋

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"my god this alarm. Let me sleep some more na....."
"Wait, college! Great Aanvi, it's 8:00 am, you have your classes start at 9:00. Wake up and go to college."

I stopped my alarm clock and sat taking my phone in my hands and just as I turned on my phone, I saw message from that same unknown no. Oh yeah, I didn't save his number.......wait, why should I be saving his number?

I looked at message and honestly, my mood is off right in the morning. It says,"hope u had a good night butterfly, now go to your college and from today onwards, I will come to pick u up so don't go anywhere else and especially don't be any boy or else it will his last day. Oh wait, good morning and have a great day!"

As if! Just what I needed! Now my mood is completely ruined. I stood up and went towards the bathroom to my morning business.

After 30 minutes

I wore a simple white short kurta top and paired it with my blue jeans then I wore simple pearls in my ears and white sneakers. I threw a quick messy bun and came out of my room.

Then I went down the stairs hurriedly and grabbing a toast in my mouth, I ran towards the main door and opening it, I ran towards the bus stand. I could have walked towards my college but I would definitely be late in that case so I chose to use the bus today.

As the bus came I got in and thankfully it was not so full and many students of my college were also there so I sat in one empty seat.

Within 15 minutes I reached my college, I got off the bus and hurriedly ran towards the college before it can close. As I reached inside the gate, the same moment gate closed and just then I just turned back for some reason and saw that a boy jumped over the gate which was not much in height and then ran towards one building. Some skill he has! Wait, Aanvi you will be late.

I ran towards my building and keeping my things in my locker, I took my books and ran towards my class only to see the teacher entering before me. Oh shit! I am done for!

I sneakily went towards my seat which was in the last row and sat behind my best friend who looked like she will burst in laughter seeing me like this. Just as I sat, the teacher called my name, I looked in front and saw her glaring at me through her glasses and I just said sorry and sat down after she told me to and then announced that today we will be having a practical class after the break so beautiful prepared for that and then started with her class meanwhile Kritika's laughter was nowhere near to stop but she covering her mouth when I glared at her and so our first period ended but she had three periods with us first in the morning. Great! Enjoy Aanvi!

Just then I heard some girls talking behind me and they were saying something about ragging which is now happening in this college also and now that we are the second year, we are an easy target for them, so they can come to us also. Just the thought of getting caught in sometime like that, scared me more than anything. I just hope I will never be caught in anything like that. After their little talk, one of them got hit by the chalk and all of us looked at front only to find the teacher throwing daggers at them with her eyes.

After 1 hour 20 minutes

Oh finally the break! I kept my books in the locker and went with Kritika to the cafeteria and ordered our lunch and after taking our plates, we came back towards our table and just then someone else also sat behind my chair, I was just about to shoo them away but I was astonished to see the same boy from the morning eating a pizza slice like a child, some spices were stuck on his mouth.

He looked at me and grinned asking if he can sit here, I nodded my head but then gestured him to wipe his mouth, he understood it and licked it. Gosh, I would never do that. So unhygienic!

Anyways, I sat down and Kritika started the guy, many questions and he answered them all as if he knew everything. I mean who wouldn't know their name and why they came in this college?

According to what he said, his name is Rohan and he is a first year new admission. And because he had no friends yet, he found this empty seat and came to sit here but when he saw me sitting here, he asked me for permission as every other tables were already full.

After break was over, we head towards our baking area, wore our aprons and waited for our teachers while chatting to each other.

The moment all the teachers entered, we all greeted them in unison and they started teaching us the floral frosting on the cupcakes with different shapes of cutters and afterwards, they taught us how to make orange flavoured pie as it is quite hard to make and when they were done, we tried making them.

As we were done, we represented our pieces in front of us and the teachers came to check it. Mine was good but she said that it lacked something and the sweetness level was quite much so I needed to improve and told me to make one orange pie as homework and make a report on how I prepared and then submit that notebook tomorrow first thing in the morning. I nodded my head and said I will do that.

I was not the only child so I felt relieved. Just then, I heard someone speaking loudly,"are you saying you won't eat it, it's delicious, try it."

Wait, her again? Gina, the meanest girl you'll ever meet. I went towards the place and saw that she was forcing her boyfriend to eat her baked pie which.........was burnt. Ofcourse, he won't be able to eat it but who can make her understand. Her parents are one of the donators of this college so even the principal cannot do anything.

I am suprised, her boyfriend didn't break up with her by now. He just glared at her, turned back and left. Well, this is everyday's drama. Nothing can be done about it.

I came back to my place and tasted my pie, it wasn't burnt down thankfully but as teacher said, it lacked some kind of taste which I can't find and the sweetness was a bit too much. How can someone not get diabetes eating this, I won't believe.

I packed my left pie in a box and kept it in the freeze with the other students and pinned it in my mind that I have to take it home with me so that I can improve it. And as the bell hit, I went towards the locker to take my books for the last period.

After 40 minutes

I stretched my arms coming out from my building with my bag on my back and took a deep breath. Finally, today's college is also over, now I can go home and rest. But why does it feel like I am forgetting something.

Just then I spotted a group of girls at the college gate, in a crowd, even Gina was there and all them were........making some drooling faces as if some Greek god is at the entrance gate.

I tried my best to look at what they were looking at understood why they making such faces. Outside the gate, there was a man completely covered in black. Black helmet, black leather jacket, black pants, you understand right?

So that's why they were swooning so much, I mean who wouldn't but why does it feel like I am seriously forgetting something important and this man? He seems suspicious. Why is he here? Is he here pick someone up-wait, Luca? Is it him?

The man didn't even look here, he was just looking at his watch and the front road. I tried my best to look at his bike and seeing that maze design, I knew it was him. Oh no, I can't go with him, who knows what might happen with me? And with this crowd, even if I did go with him, I will be the topic of memes and who knows what if I get bullied because of it, as every girl of this college are literally drooling over him, without even seeing his face. If they saw his face, I wonder what thier reaction will be?

I have to avoid him at any cost. I can't go from here. I then came back from the crowd and told Kritika to go on without me today as I am planning to go at supermarket to buy the ingredients for my pie. She agreed and left, I then started walking towards the other back gate and exited the college. Just as I was few steps ahead from the gate, I heard a loud horn behind me.

Oh no!

I started running in front, trying my best to avoid him at any cost but I knew if it was Luca, he will eventually catch me but I have to try. So I ran no knowing my future right now.

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