IAN'S POV
- You first
- You first
- You first
-ok. Bye
What happened to this girl. Huh. She did not elongate our 'You first' conversation. We minimum repeated these two words for 10 times and today she did just...................................
The girl was changing.Ray was changing......
-Is she ok?, Clara asked.
-yes, Aunty, she's coming. And that was a network problem of your connection I think.
-ok, Ian, you may go to your study. Clara walked down the stairs. I returned to my study room.
Ohhh, what a mess...
Practical sheets, phone charger, headphones, books were scattering here and there. I had to clean up the mess right now. I shook off my thought of Ray and started to clean it up.
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1 HOUR LATER
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yeeeeahhh, Finally I have done. Ohhh, what a relief.....
*knock knock*
some one knocked at my door. I stepped to open the door..
-Is my mom here? Ray was peeping throug my half opened door.
-No, she left about an hour ago.
-o, but she is not at home and I don't feel like staying at my home. She whined.
-come in.
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RAYNE'S POV
Whoa, I felt jealousy about Ian's cleaning skill. How he managed to arrange his stuff with such skill. But let me describe his room first. On the left of the entrance there was a computer table and a wall-rack filled with books. Not story books or study books.The topics are something different, like 'How to judge someone by his handwriting','How to read one's mind by his expressions' and some psychological and genetical books.And oh yes there are some science fictions also. This guy has no interest in stories, gross. Beside the rack there are some playing stuff. There is a window over there revealing the evening city lights. In the middle of the wall across the entrance there is another window, just behind the bed.The comfy single one is covered with a floral printed bed cover and two brown shaded pillow were lyind on it just beside the side-table. On the right of the bed there is a closet and beside it there was a door leading to the adjoint washroom. On the right side of the room there are study table, study books' rack etc. Over there he arranged his study materials neatly, no piece of paper was lying on the floor, no byproducts of his project work was destroying his room's view. The wall adjacent his bed was painted with a mysterious shade of green. An unknown shade of intense forest green. This felt really weird. This seemed that one may lose himself in the deep forest or in the green shadow of the forest's waterbody. And the other three walls were of same shade, but two times faded of the intense one. His room was really mysterious. But this soothed my eyes.
-Ray
-ya
I finally looked at the owner of this room.
-Are you lost in the green?
-sort of. I answerd shortly.
-hmmm, so how is your college? New bf?
-Iaaan, I slapped his arm playfully,
-My college is a GIRLS' college and I'm straight. But wait, surely I have a bf.
-Really?
-ya, from 1D, Louis Tommilson. I have told you before Ian. I told him annoyingly. Why he could'nt remind my boyfriend?
-hmmm, sounds crazy. Ian nodded his head seriously.
-Not at all. Just look at my bf.
I quickly dragged my phone out of my pocket and showed him a picture of my Louis,wearing strips.
-Handsome, right?
-yeah.
Ian replied with an intense glare through his glasses. I avoided it and started to tell him the history of Louis.But he seemed lost in his own thought.
-Ian, are you hearin?
-Hmmm.
-Ha, listen then after that X-factor judges decided to arrange two grougs. They put Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn and Liam in the boys group and........................................................................................................................................................................................................................
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