"Rooting for someone feels good especially when you know they are not gonna let you down"
-Rohan.
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"I believe in you.....and......yo....your team Why are...
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Those Big cold eyes stare at me like I said 'I accidentally killed this person, can you help me hide this dead body now '. They are brown. Light brown. I didn't know light brown eyes could be this beautiful.
"You don't know" I finally asked, I didn't ask, I told her. She shakes her head. I already knew she didn't know it because she was absent a day before yesterday when this particular topic was discussed in class but I only asked this stupid question because I for once wanted to hear her voice.
But she still didn't speak. Does she have to pay for speaking?
This is our first semester of third year of college and I barely see her talk with someone. In the beginning I thought she could not speak but soon I discovered she could speak when I saw her talking to our teacher and a few classmates. She doesn't talk much; she only talks when it's necessary. But I never heard her voice.
"Okay" I said "We'll ask sir. Okay?"I said and smiled and was about to return to my seat when she suddenly spoke.
"Okay," She Finally said. So softly I almost couldn't hear her. Her voice is so soft, like cotton candy. Cotton candy melts in my mouth and her voice melts in my ears. I didn't like cotton candy but I liked her voice.
Why?
"Yeah"
She nodded her head. Disappointed is what I feel. Because I want to hear her sweet voice again.
Naina the girl who is sitting next to her,is no doubt listening to our conversation. She isn't looking at us but anyone can tell she is all focussed on what we are talking about.
That's how Naina is back to our main topic 'her'.
I just look at her not moving not doing anything just gazing at her like she is some kind of art at some royal museum. I can see a little panic in her big light brown eyes maybe because I am staring at her but I couldn't help but stare at her.
"Sir" she whispered slowly very slowly.
"Hmmm?" I smile why I don't know but I did. I think she deserves a charming smile. And I have that charming smile.
"Sir" she points at our psychology teacher who is looking at me with his one eyebrow raised. Maybe because I'm just standing it's not like standing is wrong but I didn't greet him or we can say that I didn't notice his presence.
"Good morning,sir" I said slowly and respectfully with a little nod. I should return to my seat which is the last third and where my friend is waiting for me to tell him what I was here when I should be at our table discussing shit like we always do. We love to gossip about everyone and everything.
"Afternoon" our teacher corrected me. I just nod and return to my seat. Silly ME. Something is wrong with me.
