Story of Us

Part 3

Worst part of being drunk at night is that you have to face its consequences early in the morning. A throb in my head reminded me of the glasses of alcohol that I have downed. I got up at 10 holding my head with both hands. I got out of my room and shouted for breakfast.

"Mom, Serve the breakfast". I commanded.

My mother gave me an angry stare and replied "What would you like to have , Sir? Vodka or Whisky".

She said with gritted teeth.

I rolled my eyes and moved towards the fridge. The fridge was empty.

" What the f...!"

I swore.

"Will anyone tell me why I am subjected to this brutal behaviour early in the morning ?". I asked infuriated. Hearing my morning tantrums my brother came strolling out of the room. His eyes still sleepy.

"Why are you being such a drama queen early in the morning ?". He asked.

I narrowed my eyes at him and replied " I am hungry".

Hearing this my mother said "Why not after last night you need energy for another rendezvous?"

I growled and left for college .

I entered my classroom. It was Professor Tomar's class.

"Look college's cool dude here. Welcome him my friends." He said raising his brow at me.

"Please continue Sir, no formalities". I smirked.

"Get out of my class. You spoilt brat. Do you think I would let you enter my class after being half an hour late". He shouted.

"I am not late, Sir. I am early for the next class." I said.

Hearing this the whole class burst into laughter. Professor Tomar scowled and shouted "Get out, right now or the consequences will be bad".

I smirked at him and left the classroom. I started roaming around in the ground searching for my best friend Parth. Parth Kashyap is a handsome, sweet and intelligent boy who is a die hard fan of science fiction novels. He is my best friend since high school. I found him sitting on a bench engrossed in some stupid science fiction stuff. I sat beside him and asked "Where were you? I have been searching for you".

He gave me an irritated look and replied " I want some peace from the college hustle bustle".

The college was much chaotic these days. It was the annual fest in our college. Every student was either busy in organizing or coordinating an event for stupid extra credits. Everyone left to join their respective events.

We sat on the bench and started staring at the girls that started rolling in. They were from different colleges who came here for participating. Suddenly, I noticed a familiar face in the crowd.

"Crap!! It's Arpita with Ishika." I said loudly.

Hi Guyss!!! So , this is the third part of the story. The plot is going to be slow. Do tell me your views about the story....

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