The Classy Thirteen

Shopping

Reyan's POV:

It was 7:30 PM in the evening, when I was usually seated in the balcony of my room.

I was continuously getting flashbacks of whatever has happened today, and honestly I don't even know what I felt about it.

Reyan Purohit isn't the same person, who he was three years ago. I mean, he looks the same, he's still the same with his friends and family, but he was a whole different person from the inside.

That innocence, immaturity, vulnerable and childish side faded away throughout all the traumatic friendships I've been a part of.

I slightly rested my head backwards on the chair I was seated on and closed my eyes.

I'm not a person who's used to be sad all that time, but today was a different thing. I felt like today I also betrayed someone who truly loved me, just the way I was betrayed once.

I never intended to share how I felt with any of my friends because I knew the consequences, I didn't want anyone to make fun of me, later.

Just then I recieved a video call from Simon. Reading his name on the screen withdrew me from all the negative thoughts, at this moment I needed to talk to someone and he just called.

I didn't actually feel like receiving it, not because I didn't want to talk to him, but I couldn't gather the courage to look into his eyes.

So I just ignored it for a few seconds, but I couldn't resist it, I ended up picking up the call after convincing myself for awhile to act normally.

"Hey, Simon, how are you?" I say, as I received the call and looked into the screen.

"Absolutely wonderful, how about you sweetheart?" He asked.

"I'm good." I replied.

"By the way, I have a surprise for you?" He chimed.

"What surprise?" I inquire.

"Main tum se pyaar karta hoon." He spoke in his german accent, his voice soft and melodious, causing me to blush.

"What? Where did you learn it from?" I asked, my eyes widened in surprise.

"From Google, who else is going to teach me that?" He chuckled.

I didn't know how to react, but Simon is one of the best things that ever happened to me.

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Sara's POV:

We were seated in Sahil's car, infront of Samyra's house, waiting for her to join us for shopping.

By we, I was referring to Prerna, Sahil and Sarthak.

"Yaar yeh is time shopping ka idea kis gadhe ka tha?" Samyra opened the door and slid into the passenger's seat.

"Tumhari best friend ka hi hai, uske dad- I mean best friend ka birthday hai na kal." Sahil replied, who was seated on the driver's seat.

"So? Why are y'all so excited about it? Uski Priscilla kare yeh shopping, hum kyun jayen?" Samyra rolled her eyes.

"Ask Prerna, yeh pichle ek mahine se nahi soyi." Sarthak scoffed.

"Oh God!! Aisa kya kar rahi thi?" I hit Prerna's shoulder lightly.

"Excitement me nahi soyi hogi." Samyra chuckled.

"Agar sabhi ki panchayat khatm ho gayi ho toh chalen?" Sahil turned his face towards us.

"Haan chalo chalo." I say, before Sahil started the car.

"By the way, kya khareedne wali ho?" I asked Prerna.