A/N - Till now my story was only a fun to read and to enjoy that very chapter.
MANIK'S P.O.V.
Thank God that my hangover was out. It was the best day of my life.
But here's another superb news!
THE FOOTBALL COACH IS HERE!
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
I was so excited on hearing this news that I nearly did a lot of blunders. For example, I was walking towards the canteen singing about this news.
"Hello Chotu. A sandwich please." I said to the little canteen guy.
"Sure." he said with a smile.
When he was back, I am sure that he noticed me smiling as I was so excited that I couldn't stop smiling.
"Sir, you look happy." he said using all of his English vocabulary.
"Football coach!" I said and he smiled and said, "Then, wait. I go and got especial for you." he said in his best to speak English. He had to speak in English as the author of the book Tamasha is very lazy and she was in no mood to type a sentence in two different languages. Anyways, he went inside the kitchen of the canteen with my sandwich and brought it out again. But this time, he brought it with a different look.
It was round with purple jam and was wearing a football's design.
"COOL!" I shouted.
"Thank qo." he replied.
I hugged him in excitement and was about to pout in air near his hand but I was pushed by Mike who just came a second earlier and I almost...
Almost...
Almost....
Kissed him.
NO NOT ON THE LIPS! NOOO!!!
On the right cheek.
How I wished that Nandini was the canteen guy at that moment...
"MIKE! WHY! W-H-Y! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS PUSH ME!?!" I asked and she just frowned.
"Whatever. Manik, you are going to buy us food today." she ordered and went and sat with Nandini and Cabir.
I bought food for all of those extremely hungry and food-y people and went back and sat with them.
Today, as usual, we went in the middle of the gargling canteen. Some of girls and some guys were still staring at us. But never mind. We are used to it. But then...
Alia, Dhruv and Harshad entered the canteen.
"HEY BABE! COME JOIN US!" shouted Mukti when Alia replied, "SURE!" and three of them came and sat with us.
The canteen was completely quite. Like someone pressed the mute button. Every eye was on us. Each and every eye with an open mouth.
We had sixty four eyes and thirty two open mouths towards our direction.
"M? Why are all of 'em staring at us?" whispered Nandini even though it sounded as if she was using a mike. This was the perfect example of a pin drop silence.
"What? Why are you all staring at us?" said Mukti loudly.
Everyone looked down at their food trays. Still no talks until some girl broke the silence by whispering, "Man! How come they are together?"
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