Unknown Little Secrets

Chapter 1

EDITED

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Sasha's POV

(Sasha's POV)

"Ma like seriously? Do I really need to come for this? I don't even know anyone there!" I said to my mother who was frantically searching for something for me to wear for a party that I still have no idea why we're going for.

"Sasha! It's Acha's promotion party! Plus, you need to mingle for god sake! Ever since you graduated, the only thing you do is work, dance and read. You have hidden yourself in this invisible shell. Come on, you'll have fun moi!" my mother reassured me while she was neck deep in my messy cupboard that was overflowing with clothes that I haven't seen in a while. "And when are you deciding to clean your cupboard?" as frustration led her to pull a mountain of unfolded and wrinkled clothes out, giving me a playful glared.

"Well I could do it today? Please ma.... I really don't want to go. I'm happy for Acha but I can't stand those spoilt brats." I smiled sheepishly while I continued rolling on my bed.

After putting up with the struggle, Mom finally tugged out an emerald-coloured dress, "You are putting that dress on and be an amazing daughter with your presence at this party. End of discussion! Understood?" she said with a tone of finality that ended any chances of convincing her otherwise. Groaning at my inability of skipping the event, I rolled off my bed, only to land flat on my butt. "Ouch!" I whimpered as a pain shot up my tailbone. "2 hours is all you have. So, quit lazing around and look presentable for those brats" she air-quoted the last word as she left my room. Sighing, I got up and limped to slam my door shut.

I'm Sasha Kia Nayyar. A 23 year old accounting graduate who honestly just wants to be a teacher. However, the chances of it of it happening seems to look extremely bleak. My paternal side even considered it as a low-end profession. I still conduct tuition classes without my father's knowledge. He obviously only wants me to join his company and soon inherit the company from him. I always used the excuse that I needed foreign experience before I can set foot into the family business but the real truth was that I don't want to be involved in the family business.

Longed to stand on my own two feet and make it big solely on my efforts.

My mother is the only one who supports me to be independent but she always encouraged me to join my Father, claiming that ' it would be safer for me '. I never really understood what she meant but I never really delved too much into it but yeah that's Amma and Acha (A/N: Mother and Father in Malayalam).

Well that's not all. I'm the oldest child and fortunately not the only child. I really thank god everyday, the idea of being the only child scares the bejeebers out of me. Solitude is good but come on, kids need someone to play with who isn't an adult. I've a pair of brothers, yes they are twins which means double trouble. I would say they are little but who am I kidding, they are skyscraper tall. I always look like a little midget beside them. Thus, people always have mistaken me as the youngest, which I mind. Sometimes it just gets on my nerves to be the oldest and yet be treated like the youngest with regards to my opinions and suggestions that falls on deaf ears. It is also another reason why I hate attending parties.

Both my brothers are merely about to turn 21 and they have already introduced their long-term girlfriends whom everyone accepts and approve of. And here I am not even seeing anyone. What do I do when a guy approaches me and asks for my number? I either make him extremely uncomfortable or I turn into one of those snarky bitches that eventually scares him off. I'm just not interested in a relationship, let alone having any form of contact with the opposite gender.