2. Manik

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MANIK'S P.O.V.

"M! Pass the ball! Quick!" shouted Cabir from the other side of the ground.

"There you go!" I shouted as I kicked the ball in his direction and he took it near the goal. But as usual, that brat!

That brat Dhruv came and dodged the ball away.

So now the game is on.

It's now only about me and Dhruv. Let's see who wins.

I ran in Dhruv's direction while he took a turn and ran towards the other side of the lawn. Jeez! He was great at dodging the ball. I ran behind him and he took a 120 degree turn. I kicked the ball and it was soon with me. Without giving a dam about my team and other stuff, I took the ball straight towards the goal and YES!

We won!

We won!

We won!

We won!

We won!

**Sorry. Jennifer's phone is hanged as she typed we won! more than a million times.**

"Cabir, is that the Dhruv and Losers Co. who lost again?" I sang loud enough so that Dhruv hears it.

"Oh yes M. I think so." said Cabir shouting like me.

"So, want to party?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"For what? For that we won or that the Losers lost again?" remarked Cabir and we both laughed.

"Guys, enough. Okay? Don't tease the poor losers. It is not there fault that they lost." said Mukti, our best Buddy. She is our Buddy Boy.

"Oh really? Maa-M.. No, what was your name? Ewzer? Was it?" taunted Dhruv's baebie, Aaliya. She is her girlfriend and is just too pinky girly.

"Well, if you can't remember my name, then you must go to a doctor. You know, these things are not called cool. They are called memory disorders." snapped Mukti.

"Actually, I do not remember the least important things."

"Standing as the Loser's girlfriend and calling us, the winning team least important!" snapped Mukti cool-ly.

Aaliya and Dhruv frowned and then, they left. What else could they do? Poor losers.

We three went inside the college building where mom was announcing something. We went and heard what she said.

She told that she was going to appoint some kind of coach for football here, in our college!

Yes! Mom rocks! She accepted my request.

So when the coach will come, we will even have a Soccer team in our college! Isn't it wonderful!

After she completed her announcement, she called me in her cabin and said to me, "Happy now?"

"Of course yes!" I said and hugged her.

"Okay, now leave me. I have a lot of work to do. You know, three new exchange students are coming." she told me.

"Okay then. Bye." I said sadly and moved one step away from her desk and towards the door.

I then turned towards her and said, "Don't stop me. I'm leaving."

I moved further seeing no response from her. I again turned around and said, "Just one step away from the door. I would not mind if no one stops me. Really."

I said and saw her crossing her arms over her chest when she said, "Manik! Stop overacting you drama box!" she said joyfully and continued, "I really have work to do. Sorry."

"And I love you too." I said and left her cabin with a sigh.

I walked straight towards her... In her class.. I walked there and Thank God! There was no teacher. So, I called her out.

I was nearly blushing.

"Manik! Hi! Did you win?" she asked.

"Oh yes! The game went really well! And we won! Yiepee!" I said.

She was looking so beautiful. She wore a white kurti with thick pink horizontal lines and green slacks. She let her hair open.

"Hey, Soha, I've thrown a party at my place. Will you come?" I asked.

"Ya! Sure!" she said and smiled.

Yiepee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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