The Story Of Every Indian Teenager

Chapter 8: He Wants My Help

VERY VERY IMPROTANT - I EDITIED A BIT IN RISHAB'S POV IN LAST CHAP. THIS WILL THE THE SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL.

Hey guys! After a long time, my exams were good, lets hope the best for maths!

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ANUBHAV SARTHI

"You guys really need to make up!" Ridhima said sounding pissed from behind me, while I stared at the board pretending to understand.

In the world, as I have come to notice, there are a few things that you want badly - like a WWE championship belt - and a few other that you don't want so bad that you could gulp trash down your throat - like the number of crack bones that come with that belt. But you definately - even if someone paid you - DO NOT want a pissed off Ridhima! She's a crazy maniac when she's pissed. Well she's a crazy maniac normally too, but she goes to a whole new level of craziness when she's mad about something or someone. Right now that goat to be slaughtered, would be me.

"ANUBHAV SARTHI! I am frickkin' talking to you!!"

Oh shit! She fucking called me by my full name! She's hell mad! I stared at her wide-eyed with fear! Hey bhagwan save me from the devil. Oh its no use praying, Yamraj himself would have peed in his pants - or maybe dhoti - right now! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

I mustered all the courage I need to speak.

“I know what you mean, but she won’t tell me what’s bothering her...” I replied slowly, hoping she doesn’t get angrier than she already was.

“Did you try hard enough to find out?” the maths teacher – Mohan sir – just shot her a glare, to which she smiled innocently and mumbled an apology. Two faced! I sometimes wonder if she’s on medication for a split personality disorder. Sid who was sitting beside Ridhima quietly the whole time she was scolding me, seemed amused by all that was happening. His face lit up like a house on Diwali, his eyes were gleaming and he wore a secret smile on his face as if laughing at some inside joke.. Why is he making that expression that says he’s watching Discovery for the first time in his life? Never seen a crazy-teenaged, super hyper (almost like a mad-man), over controlling girl, who might be over drugged due to medication for a – hopeful – split personality disorder before?

“So, did you try hard enough?” she repeated, but this time softly.

No. I cared for her, but I was better far away from her. I sighed.

“Like I guessed” Ridhima stated, reading my mind “you know, you should talk to her. Even if you don’t like her anymore, believe me you don’t want to lose her friendship. You guys have known each other since ever!”