Manik's P.O.V.
I walked inside the boys' washroom to clean the blue paint which was all over my shirt now. That girl spoiled my special shirt! This was the same shirt I was wearing on the deck that day... I am not going to leave her!
I called Buddy to get a shirt for me so that I could change. He soon appeared inside the locker room and handed me over a yellow shirt with a coat and I quickly changed.
"Buddy are you okay?" asked Dhruv, my best friend. He is my childhood best friend and is more than just a friend. He is my brother. I can do anything for him. He is very special to me. Though I have a family, I think that he is my only family.
"Yes, I am okay." I assured him.
"But Buddy, yeh sab hua kaise? (how did this all happen?)
That girl!
"It was because of a stupid girl! She is very irritating! After doing all this, what she says is a 'Sorry'? And she thinks that Fab 5 is going to leave her... But her best friend challenged me and now..." I was about to say something when Cabir entered and cut me. He said, "They are so dead."
"Right." I turned towards him and smirked. He is the prank master and the coolest person I've ever met.
"So, let's tell Mukti and rock it!" he said and we all went straight to our rehearsal room where we found Mukti playing electronic guitar.
"So, already found our new target?" she said as soon as she found all of us walking inside.
"You know us so well." remarked Cabir.
"But guys, I think this is wrong." said the sweet Dhruv. Everyone in the college is always amazed to see such a sweet boy in our gang of louts.
"Dhruv, chill. Nothing will happen. So, what's the plan guys?" asked Mukti.
"First some rocking music then the plan. Hey, what about playing the song we used to play in our school?" said Cabir.
"Sure." approved Dhruv.
And then what, we all took our positions. I came and stood in front of the mike with a guitar. Dhruv stood at my side with Mukti with an electronic guitar. Cabir went and stood in front of his drum. (A/N - See the YouTube video!)
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"Oh, that was so fun." said Cabir offering, no, throwing cans of soda in each one of ours direction.
"To music." said Dhruv.
"To Fab 5." said Cabir.
"To fun." said Mukti.
"To Aaliya." I said and we all drank the drinks in our cans.
"So, who are they?" asked Mukti to Cabir who had his eyes on his phone.
"Oh, the guy who challenged us was Madhyam, popularly known as Maddy and is a son of a great Indian classical musician. His girlfriend is Navya, a girl whose ancestors are from Patna but she was born in New Delhi. The other guy was Aaryaman who is Handy Mandy's childhood friend." said Cabir.
"And what about the other girl? The girl in a suit?" I asked because she was the one I really wanted to know about.
"Loading..." said Cabir.
After a minute or so, he said, "Aw, she is a good girl who just got into big trouble. She is Nandini Murthy." he said.
"Oh, so it is going to be fun." said Mukti, "You know, good girls are now-a-days hard to find." she said and giggled.
"And the plan?" asked Mukti.
"Simple, all of them are musicians. So, if we all give them a chance to form a band and give them a rehearsal room?" said Manik.
"Sounds fun to me." said Mukti because she understood what I meant to say. She smiled. I went out straight into the Principle's office.
"Neonica." I said baning the door open of the Principle's office.
Oh, Neonica? She is my 'mom'. But she is not my family. I hate her. She married my dad just for money. She is a woman who is very classy.
"Manik, you and in my office?" she said.
"Ah, yes. I have an offer for you." I said coming straight to the point.
"What?" she asked.
"I'll do that stupid thing that you wanted me to do so. But in return, you have to organize a college level band music competition." I said.
"Fine." she said and I left.
Yes! It will be fun when they'd be rehearsing in haunted (by us) music room.
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MaNan - Can Love Happen Again?
FanfictionManik Malhotra was the kind of person you wouldn't like to start a rivalry with, especially after the love of his life died. Can Nandini, the sweetest girl you'll ever meet, love a heart as broken as his?