After Tenth

Chapter 6

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 tart

Yohaan 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 .'