Oreos and choco chips in my heart
I keep dreaming about them all the time
Oh my love , your smile just melts my heart ,
Like nutella , with some apple tartYohaan was sitting in the cab , with a a grin suggestive of confidence and arrogance , both on his face . To be frank , in the beginning , I used to think that he was a jerk , with whom a class mate of mine (or should I say friend?) was stuck . Konkona , his girlfriend , who was a really cute person . The best thing I liked about her was that she was very straightforward. She could say anything and everything on your face. She also appeared to be smart . I used to really wonder what went wrong when she decided to start dating this shrewd guy Yohaan . I had heard a lot about his history . Too many steamy flings with too many people . They were not even normal girls , they were bitches ! Atleast I had seen them being bitchy, even though not many dared to be a bitch with me ( a few exceptions always exist ,though )
The best part about Yohaan is that he will make you feel like a buddy even if you guys have not known each other for something like, ten minutes .
I don't know . Understanding a girl is very tough , they say . I agree too . But I don't know , what was up with this boy Yohaan . For a moment he will be devilishly rude and the next moment he will be sugar , sweet , he will melt you right there .
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' Shanaya , do you know how stupid you look ?'
'Excuse me . What ? Ladies , have you seen your own faces ? I guess not '
'Whack boom clap'
Two blows right on my face. And then I remember slapping that bitch Cookie back . I had torn her buttons .
I could feel tears resurfacing on the back of my eyelids as memories of my very first bullying experience came back to my mind . I had determined to stay strong , but this i cident always haunted me . Indeed I wasn't very keen to go to washrooms much in school and other institutes . I visited them only if it was an emergency, the emergency caused by urine accumulation in your bladders causing immense pressure on it's walls , resulting neurons sending signals at the frequency of one signal per millisecond to your brain , convincing you enough to visit the loo , disregarding the dire consequences.
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.' Hey Shanaya ! Are you crying ? Please don't tell me you are .'
'Me , crying? Oh no no . I am not a crybaby. Okay ?'
Here , the first lie of my was day spoken to Mr.Yohaan Singh Rathore . I just couldn't admit that I was crying .
Jhoothhaa abhimaan ( fake pride )And there we were , finally at our centre .I was looking at everything with my big puppy eyes , looking rather clueless , I will never use the word helpless . And then I heard someone say ' Move it girl , move it '
Oh my god .... that is Garima . Garima Shahi , she had joined here too ? Before I could turn to say hi , I turned to realise that she had already left for the classroom . Oh freak ! The bell had already rung ! The classes had already begun. And here I was clueless , trying to figure out which room my batch had been allotted for the day .
I was gonna ask somebody , but to my surprise I was cornered to the wall by TLN sir .
' What are you doing here ?'
' Ummm ... uggghhh ... What am I doing ? Ooh yeah I am searching for the room allotment .'
' Oh really ?'
I tried giving him an assuring nod .
Until I heard him say ' Don't lie .'And out of my bad habit , in a reflex I stuck out my tongue to him and said 'bwaah'
After a few seconds , it had just dawned upon me , what I had done , to only see a wrinkled face break into a smile and throwing his head laughing like a kid .
I was totally taken aback by his response , but then I was cool with it as I guessed that our equation was gonna be fine .'Come Shanaya , I am supposed to be going to your classroom now . Just follow me .'
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After Tenth
Teen FictionTenth grade is a big step towards your future . Shanaya Dasgupta thinks she is ready to face the world after tenth .But is she really ready ?But is following your mind the choice , or is it pursuing what the heart wants ? Check it out !!!