Redux (Discontinued)

Manifesto.

A/N:  I'm highly conflicted about this story. It's got the highest reads among the books I've written and I know you guys love this story. But would you really want to read this if it diverges from the original show  and focuses on the Dream Team as a whole? Will you be okay with the Agarwal family barely coming into the a story?  And most of all, will you be okay with my version of Parth? Please let me know what you are thinking. It'll keep me motivated to write. Votes and reads aren't like TRP to me but are like smiles and encouragement. I am not writing this story for me anymore. It's for you.

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"Randhir Singh Shekhawat. Akash Bhatia .Sanyukta Agarwal. Sanika Somani Parth Kashyup. Vyom Pandit .Sahil Kataria Anurag Athavale. Vidushi Kumar Saurabh Tiwari. Karthik, And" Vardhaan Suryavanshi looked up with a grimexpression "Someone who doesn't take the dream team seriously enough to not be honest"

The class went silent.

Sanyukta herself felt a sense of doom at that moment. Something told her that whoever had committed the mistake of disregarding one of Vardhaan Sir's principles would not be let off easily.

"Khushwant Singh. Is it not enough to fail more than once? Or do you want the Dream Team to follow in your footsteps of being a failure? You will withdraw from any intercollege and college events immediately or I'll have you sent over to Prof. Ranawat's class instead of mine faster than you can say Sorry ji. Am I understood?"

Sanyukta watched the older boy nod and tear a page from his notebook.

Another of Vardhaan Sir's principles was promptness. And Yoyo was not going to go for breaking them two in a row. He was not that big of a daredevil. No one was.

Sanyukta soon learnt that Vardhaan sir wasted no time in getting things done. He truly was, as Harry put it "A teacher she did not want to cross."

"Alright then. The eleven of you should be in Lab 3 at 4 pm sharp. I know your classes get over at 3:40. But I expect you to be fifteen minutes before the appointed time and be prepared for stressful work. There is no use of a team that can't handle stress. Any dumbheads can function in an optimum situation. I want people who can handle stress, themselves and the weight of the world. If you do happen to be in my dream team, you won't be cut slack. I'll push you past your breaking point. If anyone here is overly sensitive and cannot commit the next four years of their lives in more than textbooks and byhearting formulae, I suggest you get out of the way immediately. I don't take kindly to losers. Neither does Prof. Ranawat. He'll be giving me a hand with this year's team. It's a well known fact that he uses rather unconventional methods to get his point across. "

Was joining the Dream Team really a smart choice?

Sanyukta shook her head. No. It was the only smart choice. All she had to do now was to focus and give her all to the tasks ahead. It was what she had come here for.

"And now, we'll get back to the lesson." Vardhaan Sir picked up a fresh chalk.

Sanyukta made herself focus on the new concepts that Vardhaan sir was writing on the board.

Beside her , Sahil was copying down the words almost feverishly.

"Hey, we'll make it" Sanyukta couldn't help but reassure him.

Sahil smiled at her "Thank you Sanyukta. I need to hear that. I'm not as confident as you and I worry sometimes if that will make me miss out on opportunities."

"Not this one. You should just believe in your own self more. You did solve the equation before Vidushi didn't you?" Sanyukta grinned.

That earned her a elbow in her side from Vidushi.