Ms. Arrogant

GOING TO LONDON

Nishka's POV
"Nishu, Nishu, Get up! We're already late to the airport." Riya shouted as I am sleeping. I had an argument with her last night. She really sucks. But she's my one and only sister and I know that she loves me. "Come on laddoo. Get up. Can't you see that choti is already ready and she's waiting for you? Get up!" mom shouted and woke me up. "Ha ma!" I said and woke up. I went into the bathroom and got ready. I put on my skinny white jeans, black Tee and I did my hair straight. I put on some red lipstick, compact, mascara, eyeliner and Kajal and got ready. Mom already packed my things yesterday. I and Riya are leaving to London today to pursue our fashion degree. She had an appendicitis operation and she missed that one year of 12th and she did with me, same class, and same school. I'm an introvert, arrogant, aggressive and I hate to talk nonstop. Riya is totally opposite to me. That's why we have an argument every day. I actually don't dance. But she loves dancing. I came down and took my black sling bag and put my dairy, phone, earphones and my I pad in that. I love my I pad. It's the best. I can do whatever I want in that. "Are you done? Or is anything more left?" Riya asked me. "Yeah done" I said and wore my black wedges. Mom and Dad came to the airport to give a final sendoff to us. Final! What I mean by that? Anyways, they gave us a sendoff and we took the boarding passes. We had our luggage checked and I grabbed a Starbucks coffee and sat down on the chair while Riya is busy doing window shopping. Meanwhile the announcement was made that Air India flight which is going to London, is on the runway and the passengers are supposed to board it on the time. I and Riya rushed to our gate, gate number 9. We showed our boarding passes and boarded the bus which takes us to the airplane. We went there and started to board the flight. I had the window seat, for which we both were fighting from the last night. She sat beside me and kept our hand luggage on the top. I took a nap.

Riya's POV:
Thank god she slept! Did she keep her seat belt? I checked whether she kept her seat belt or not. She kept. I called mom. "Hey mom" I said "the flight is about to take off. Love you and yeah choti Bandar is sleeping." I said. "Okay. Call me when you reach. Love you too." She said and cut the call. I switched off my phone and kept in my sling bag. I kept that bag up in the locker. "Mom, huh?" I heard a voice. I turned to see who it is. "Yeah. My mom." I said. "London?" he asked. "Yes." I said "and you?" I asked. "Same. This flight only goes to London." He said and I chuckled. "So yeah, I'm Rohan, Rohan Arora." He said. "I'm Riya Mehra." I said. We had some talk. OMG! He's so handsome. I adore him. He is really a sweetheart. OMG! "Yeah and I'm going to do fashion designing in London college of Fashion and she's my sister Nishka Mehra." I said. "London college of Fashion" he almost shouted. He looked excited. "Yeah London college of Fashion" I said. "I'm going to do interior designing in that college" he said "so we can be friends from now. We can stay in the same apartment, we can have fun." He said excited. "That's great. I'm happy that I found a friend here itself." I said and felt happy. We had a super talk throughout the journey. Trust me! He never lets you feel bored in his company. He's such a spontaneous person. I laughed and laughed for his jokes.

Rohan's POV:
I am talking to Riya. She's the sweetheart of everyone and my favorite singer. She's really such a sweet person. So down to earth type! Wow! And we are going to study in the same college! Wow! That's really so exciting! I didn't want to ask her any professional questions, coz I know she would be unhappy by answering those. She answers to each and every one, mainly to the paparazzi. They will always be at the back of her. OMG! So sad. She wants to become a fashion designer! Good. And also I wanted to talk to her sister. She's sleeping and I'm sure that she'll be like Riya. "Can't you even bear when I'm happy Riya?" a voice came. It's Nishka. She woke up. Hurray! I can talk to her. "Umm... hey... Nishka... hello..." I said hesitatingly whether to talk or not. "Who are you?" she just spat on my face. I just felt bad for that kind of behavior. "I'm Rohan, Rohan Arora." I said. "So what? What should I do with that?" she asked arrogantly. I got shocked. "Beta, Tu chup rah. Vahi teek hai tujhe." (You keep quiet. It's better for you.) I said to myself and "umm... Riya I'm just taking a nap." I said and she smiled. I took the eye mask and wore it and closed my eyes. She's not like Riya. She's really so bad. She's so arrogant to strangers. I should avoid them. What? I can't avoid Riya. She's so sweet and innocent. I should do something. Yeah I'll talk to Riya about this. That's better. After some thinking I slept. "Rohan, Rohan" Riya woke me up. "We reached." She said. "Oh yeah... umm... okay..." I said and took my things. "Where is Nishka?" I asked. "Arre! Why did you ask when you don't care for her? Why! Rohan you have a lot of concern for others. She's rude to you. But also you care for her." I said to myself. "She went down. She said that she'll wait for us near the exit." Riya said. "Okay. Did you fight with her?" I asked. "Yeah. But it's common for us every day. I am used to it." She said with a sad smile. "But why is she so rude?" I asked. "She's like that from the childhood. She's really rude and she hates talking." Riya said "you'll know about her in the long run. We have so much to see now, so much to bear. So get ready for it." She said winking. Like seriously, how she is bearing her from the childhood. She's really very great. We talked and walked to the entrance. We had a really very good talk. Riya saw someone and screamed. Who are they?

So yeah hey everyone! 👋 how are you? Finally published the first part today. I'll be publishing the second part too. But stay tuned. How are the POVs? Comment below 👇 and vote please 😊 love you all 😘