Chapter 5

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[Five Prank wars]

It's been a week since we all hung out

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It's been a week since we all hung out. Our science project is almost finished. But the interesting part is that I no longer feel like arguing with Seerat.

I went downstairs after taking a shower.

The house was bustling with chaos. Myra Di's wedding is only one week away.

"oh dekho, Kumbhkaran uth gaye" Araniya mocked me
(oh see, the sleepy head has finally woken up)

"Ha ha, very funny" I rolled my eyes.

"In case, if you are wondering, Seerat's out with Sam," Araniya said with a smirk.

"Ask me if I care," I said.

"Oh Veeri you care, you just don't know it yet," she said.
"I don't give a f- Damm" I corrected myself as my mom came out of nowhere.
"Oh Veeri, you can fool Sam but not me" She said in a low voice.
"SAM TOLD YOU" I asked.

Of course he did. Apni pasandita aurat se kuch nahi chupa sakta voh.
(He can't hide anything from the girl he likes.)

"No but I figured it out, girl math Veeri try to learn." She said

"Do I look like a girl to you?" I asked glaring at her

"Yes, in fact, you are one of my fav girlie" She winked.

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes.
"You Like her" She suddenly gasped.
"No I Don't"
"Yes you do"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"I don't know," I said.
"I knew it, you will eventually admit it" She did her victory dance.

"But Araniya, if you tell a single soul, I will tell Sam about your little crush on him"
"How do you know that?" She asked wide-eyed.

"Girl Math," I winked at her and went upstairs because I did not want to do any work since my Sweetheart wasn't here.

'she is not your sweetheart' my subconscious gave me a reality check.
yet.

I glanced into her window and a smirk formed on my lips.
Let's give her room a visit shall we?

I jumped from my bed and opened my window.

Seerat's window was ridiculously close to mine. It, so close it almost felt illegal. And the two trees right outside, conveniently blocking the view from nosy neighbors, made sneaking in way too easy. It had been our thing for years—teasing, pranking, and basically making each other's lives miserable. Tonight was no different.

Her window was unlocked, as usual. Typical Seerat. She'd probably been too busy with her perfect notes or color-coded planner to remember basic safety. I slid it open quietly, smirking to myself. Stupid girl can't even lock her window.

Once inside, I looked around. Her room was... weirdly clean. Not that I'd admit to noticing how it usually looked, but still, this wasn't normal. No random books on the floor, no scattered pens or notebooks. Everything was neat and tidy, like she was expecting someone—or trying to impress herself.

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