The Rivals (Rewriting)

Shot-11

"What the effing hell is going on over here?" Yelled a shocked Veronica who had run down the building in search of Sanvi but found the gate barricaded by a sea of students. She halted on her steps and screamed in horror once she came upon the World War in the parking area. She made her way haphazardly through the throng of students with Pavan hot on her heels. The scene made her bang her hand on her head and Pavan led out an exhasperated groan.

"Don't tell me Pavan that this is my best friend Sanvi..." She caught Pavan's hand and nodded helplessly.

"And don't tell me that these two are the student prodigies of our school..." Pavan's eyes were still widened at the sight as he held onto a blighted Veronica who was on the verge of leaping towards them.

"Stop it you two! Hey! Leave my Vee alone! Vee, stop hurting him!" She bellowed on the top of her lungs but her fruitless protests went muffled under the roaring ongoing chant of 'Fight! Fight!'

She got hold of a scrawny ninth grader who was apparently enjoying the fight a little too much and shook him violently to make him stop chanting. Pavan immediately came to the poor guy's rescue and grasped Veronica tightly in his arms before she could worsen the situation.

People were gawking at the scene like fools who apparently were in the derth of entertainment sources in their lives.

"You imbecile..! You pig..!" The arena echoed with several slangs in Sanvi's voice as she hovered over Rishabh on the ground, almost sitting over his stomach and trying to punch him with her unusual karate techniques?

She didn't have the privilege to enroll herself in a martial arts class or she could have easily showed that jerk the way to hell. But right then, the only weapon she had was her scrawny fists. As she lunged forward with an inexplicable force, she couldn't help but cry out, time and again, in frustration as the punches didn't particularly land on his face each time.

Her enemy, Rishabh, was trying to protect himself from the claws of the now-turned tigress. He was lying flat on the ground with his arms shielding his head as she sat atop him. He was managing to dodge her punches with ease but the most absurd thing in all these which one might find was that he was still giggling hard. As if she was tickling him? He wheezed even louder as she squeezed his sides perhaps in order to find any weak spot that could take him down then and there.

His blatant disregard towards her aggression boiled her blood even more as she wriggled her hands harder in order to find a gap between his arms so that she could strangle him then and there. She was so angry that she felt her fury rage through her bones.

How dare that brat puncture her tire? How dare he humiliate her in the morning after kissing her in that manner the night before? How dare he steal her first kiss? How dare he effect her in that painfully numbing manner?

She was sure to entirely pour her accumulated wrath upon him on the spot until they heard a loud voice with hurried footsteps coming towards them. Veronica tried to pull Sanvi apart but the tigress in her didn't even give a damn about the surroundings. Her adrenaline pumped mind stressed that she was the tigress and HE was her prey! It was the proposition of either kill or get killed for her.

It was not until Veronica lunged forward to grab her by her ear that Sanvi came into her senses. She winced loudly at her action and Veronica, looking flabbergasted, pointed towards the school building. The students immediately dispersed out into the field as an intimidating figure made their way into the arena. Sanvi stood up from her position, not before smacking Rishabh across his head for her one last spoil.

With that one last 'Ow', Rishabh too pulled up and straightened his posture while massaging the his head. He was still giggling hard but was forced to maintain a straight composure once they stood face-to-face with their Elder.