Akshath's POV:
Me and Sanjana sat in the living room along with 12 ladies.
"She looks beautiful", "Aww young love", "made for each other", I heard ladies murmuring among themselves. Sanjana sat beside me awkwardly smiling at them.
I don't want to make her feel uncomfortable with this stupid kitty party. I slowly leaned in and asked if she was okay and wanted to leave. She assured that, she is comfortable.
"Hello everyone, so there are lot of things to do here. I brought a lot of different items for you. DIY's, painting, drawing, needling, crocheting, many different items with which you can create patterns, can design jwelery, fashion design for small dolls, clay sculpting, scrapbook etc. Every one will be given 90 minutes and you have to make something creative out of these things. Then we will take votes and the winner will win something surprising", said Mrs. Singhania making me burn with anger.
She used to not even spare 5 minutes to me but here she is spending time with these people for hours. Wow hypocrisy at its best Mrs.Singhania!!!!
"Can me and Aksh participate as one? Like a team?", asked Sanjana softly. "Sure, why not", Mrs. Singhania encouraged her.
"Okay then your time starts now", once they said this Sanjana took my hand and led me towards the table where all the items are placed.
"Akshu we will paint if that's okay?", she asked and I nodded not wanting to talk much with the people around me. Sanjana understood my discomfort among the crowded room and did not push me further.
She started painting and I assisted her now and then. I can paint, draw, sing and do pottery but I did not take them seriously as I like music. After sometime I got bored of assisting her and started to sculpt with clay.
I was so engrossed in making it that I forgot the track of time. "Okay stop. 90 minutes is up. Come on submit your works please", Mrs. Singhania said.
I showed my sculpture to Sanjana and she blushed looking at it. "This is for you baby", I slowly whispered into her ear. I am not gonna submit my work as I want to give this to Sanjana.
I did not see Sanjana's painting yet but she concealed the painting from me taking it to submit. I frowned as she did not show me her work.
"Wow its so beautiful", "yeah, you can paint this good?", "oh my god such a wonderful painting", "aw www that's so sweet of you doll", I heard appreciations pouring in for Sanjana's painting making me curious.
I went towards her and saw the painting making me still. I FUCKING HATE IT with passion.
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Love at Last Sight (18+)
Teen FictionWarning: |🔞|Mature themes| Strong language| Desi BDSM| Smut Warning| Slow burn| Meet Sanjana Saxena. A seventeen year old soft hearted, very beautiful, shy, introverted and vibrant girl. Her life revolves around her studies and family. She is the m...