Will You Be Mine Again?

Chapter 7

"What's wrong, Rishika?" Puneet asked as he entered in the AB5 classroom.

"Huh?" I frowned as I stared at him.

He was wearing a blue striped shirt and jeans. His hair was back brushed. His square shaped jaw was not so visible due to a thick growth of beard.

"I'm assuming that something is wrong with you today." He hesitated but sat next to me, keeping a safe distance.

"Oh, yeah." I mumbled.

"What is it?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

It was Monday morning. He had come to take the journal for the final practical.

Last night, I had a small chat with him on WhatsApp.

Me: Hey. U coming tomorrow, right?
He: Yeah. I'm coming.
Me: Ok. So plz come in the AB classes. We'll sit and complete ur journal. The maps r a little confusing.
He: Hmm. Yeah.
Me: Did u have dinner?
He: Yeah. U?
Me: Not yet.
He: U eat late, don't u?
Me: Yep. Around 10.30.
He: Hmm.
Me: Ok. I gotta go. Bye. Goodnight. :)
He: Goodnight. :)

"Hello? Rishika? Come back." He snapped his fingers just above my nose.

I was startled. "Hey, don't do that." I shrugged.

"Come on, now, tell me what's wrong?" He took his journal out.

"It's a friend. She went to a nearby college for a singing competition about which I came to know later." I said grumpily.

"Don't be upset. Take part next year." He smiled.

"But she didn't even tell me once about it, you know. It hurts the most." I bit my lip.

"Don't worry. You're already the winner. The girl's afraid of you. Because she knew that you would win and so you're better than her. You're indirectly the winner." He explained patiently.

"Oh, well, right." I giggled, taking out my journal and placing it in front of him. "You make me feel good." Very well, Rishika. Look what you just said out of excitement.

"I'm just making you see, who you really are." He shrugged, taking down my practicals.

"Thanks." I blushed, without looking at him.

"You're welcome." He muttered and concentrated in writing.

I helped him in completion for another half an hour and then he went as he had a football match to attend.

"My coach will roast me if I don't reach in time." He smiled as we went near the main gate. "I better get going."

"Sure." I laughed. "Don't get roasted so soon. Bye. Take care."

He waved and went out of sight.

As usual, after 9 pm, I logged on Facebook.
Me: Hey.
He: Hi. Had dinner?
Me: Not yet. U?
He: Having. What r u doing?
Me: I'm listening songs as usual. David Guetta feat. Sia- Beautiful people say.
He: Nice song. :)
Me: Yep. :)
He: What time we will have to certify the journals tomorrow?
Me: 10.50-1.05 pm.
He: Umm...Rishika, do u mind if I come by 10, plz?
Me: Sure. I'm free. :)
He: Till then u attend lectures. After 10, will go for completion. Maps r remaining.
Me: Yeah. Ok.
He: U don't have any problem na?
Me: Not at all. :)
He: Thanks.
Me: Mention not! Btw, mum's telling to serve dinner. Bye, take care. Goodnight.
He: Bye. Goodnight.

That night, I slept happily, thinking of him.