My Teacher

Chapter 21

"A soccer match?" I asked.

"Yeah!" Tanya said. "It's Students Vs Teachers."

"Sounds interesting." I nodded. "I don't mind watching."

"Oh you won't just be watching, you'll be cheering with the rest of the cheerleaders." She beamed.

"What?" I screamed. "No ways." I shook my head.

"Oh c'mon, live a little. We just gotta cheer on the students."

"What about the teachers?"

"Oh the other teachers will cheer them on." She said. "So will you do it?"

"Nope."

"Tina I already got you a costume! Please." She pleaded.

"You can't make me." I smirked but then she smirked suddenly.

"Oh I bet I can."

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"I hate you," I said to Tanya as we walked through the mall, "this is blackmail and you know it."

"Well you were never going to agree so I had to blackmail you." She laughed.

Tanya showed me a video of me sleep-talking saying 'I left the toaster on don't eat me!' and threatened me, saying that if I didn't cheer with her she would send it to our entire class.

"Wait I need to get tea for-" I stopped and panicked.

"For?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Myself." I pretended to brush off the matter and made my way into the store.

When I found Abhay's favourite tea I searched for mine but then I heard someone call my name.

"Tina!"

I turned around and saw Diya, the little girl whom I met a couple of weeks ago.

"Hey Di." She gave me a hug. "I missed you."

"Really? Me too!" She got excited.

"How've you been? Are you here with Sugna?" I asked.

"No, I'm with my mom. Sugna went to go meet her son the other day and said she'll only come back in two days. But Mom has a lot of work to do so I need another nanny."

"Oh well-"

"Diya! Come here now! Don't talk to strangers or else they'll take you away." Said a woman in her thirties wearing a red dress too short for her age. She walked towards us.

"But Mom, she's my friend." Diya whined and then her mother looked at me.

"What's her name?"

"I'm Tina." I extended my hand but she just grabbed Diya's arm.

"We're leaving now." And she started to walk away but then Diya said,

"No mom I want her to look after me!" That certainly got her mother's attention. She walked back to me and eyed me from head to toe.

"I'm Vidushi. Do you babysit?" Her voice  had an unpleasant tone.

"No, I'm a university student. But I can help with babysitting if you need me." I offered because I felt sorry for Diya, her mother really was dreadful.

"Yes! Please mom?" Diya begged.

"Shut up! How much do you want?" She asked me.

"Nothing, I'll do it without charge."

"Sounds good to me. Give me your number and I'll call when to pick her up." I gave her my number and they left after that.

"Poor Diya." I said to myself and bought my groceries.