CHAPTER 3

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Genevieve's PV-

New day, I was packing my bag for school, and guess what, my gel pen and my bio notebook were missing. I freaked out so much because that was my classwork notebook. Did I forget it in class? Last night I only studied maths and physics, my bio copy should be in my bag. Oh god, I am so forgetful, I lost no time to search it in my whole room, but I guess I have lost it. Should I tell mom? She's gonna kill me, my phone was in charging, red light was signalling for messages, well it must be some Vodafone message saying yeah you can create this as your ringtone... lol, then also I went to check it. It was just the opposite I had expected.
"Tumhara bio notebook and pen mere pass hai"
BB.
My heart's got relief and this time I kind of freaked out in joy. "Thank you, you have saved me" I replied him.
I turned off the phone and as I was going the phone beeped again.
"Good morning, uth gayi?" well I didn't expect that he will give me a reply, but yeah, he did.
I sat on bed with my phone, was I blushing? I don't remember!! "Tum bohot soye hue ho, I see!" I teased him.
"Neend nhi aa rhi hai" came his reply, within no time another message came, "Likh rha tha toh excitement me neend hi nhi ayi?" yeah, he is a good script writer too. He is the guy who is multitalented, a singer, an actor, script writer, I mean he is that what I will say Jack of all traits and even master of all.
"Toh ab rest lo... school ane ki zarurat nhi hai." I said.
"Kaise nhi ata, tumahara copy aur pen jo deni hai" he replied.
"Mai maar nhi jaungi ak din copy nhi milega toh, thz ok, you take rest." I kind of scolded. "waise bhi, I'll give you mine... you take rest"
"Kya?" came his reply, I knew guys are double minded in every way possible, so I sent and angry face emoticon and said NOTES... I kept my phone charging again, it showed 99% so I wanted it to get to 100%. Well I told him to take rest, but my heart wants him to come because he is my only saviour in school. Well, I guess I have spent my day with Ridd and Naima. So, I freshened up and had my breakfast. In tiffin mommy made some pancakes, I love her pancakes. I did a tight bun on my hair, with my father's deo I got ready for school. My mom was on duty, so I had to go to school by myself. I know the route though, hence I boarded a bus which directly stops near my school, bus was quite empty and I captured the window seat, I pushed my earplugs, this time I played a Korean song given by Ridd. I arrived school on time, but this time I was not at all excited because I knew I won't find him there on his place, so I slowed down my pace and took time to reach the building, I decided to go to washroom first, I found, Naima and Smriti there, Smriti is another girl from our class.
"Hi guys" I greeted.
"Hey Gen, shall I say, directioner?!" pouted Smriti.
"Well, call her Louis girl" replied Naima, "And her as Zayn girl" I too teased her.
By bun got loose and I tried to tight it.
"Kaisa lag rha hai school?" asked Smriti.
"Well, better than what I had expected!" I said while I tied the rubber band on my bun.
"Hm... BB k pass baithoge toh sab acha hi lagega!" she smiled.
"Well not just that!" I was scared, what if they rumour that I like him! "You see I have got a directioner friend and a fan girl, what else do I need? aur Bhuvan to entertainer hai, always, kuch na kuch karta rahta hai, aur unke woh kuch dost, omfgs, mai avi tak un logo ko samaj nhi payi!" I fixed the bun in proper place. I kept Bhuvan as second option just to make sure that they don't get that I have feeling for him.
"Tut!" smirked Naima, "Iska ka crush hai us launde pe!" Naima said aloud. I widened my eyes, guess what, I am not the only one!!! Well I tried to cover up my emotions, "you can have a seat on mine". I offered.
"NO, that's ok" I can feel her blushing and of course she wants to say yes, but you know, etiquettes!
"Bhuvan ajj nhi aya shayad!" I said, tried not to tell those girls that I had a chat with him earlier.
"Acha, kyu?" asked Smriti.
"Well, I don't know, kal bol raha tha!" I didn't say much, "Agar chahati ho uske pass baithna toh bol dena" now I want to get out of washroom. My bag was heavy, so I told them I must go to class. I headed towards the class. There are many girls like Smriti here, so I guess, Bhuv's quite famous among girls, and there is one thing which is common in girl's imaginary boyfriend is that guy should know how to play guitar, well not all, most of them including me, I guess that's why I love Niall Horan! You should be knowing who he is! With all these mixed thoughts, I entered the classroom.
Bhuvan was there! He came! Oh that boy! My happiness knew no bounds! I smiled to myself. I hurried towards him. "Aa gye?" he smiled. I smiled reticently seeing him. I was happy seeing him, not because of my notebook, it's just I like him beside me, I placed my bag on the desk, "Shall I?" I asked making a gesture to ask his permission to sit beside him. "Haan, pata hai mai tumhe batane wala tha ki mera likhna complete ho gya hai... isme mere dono friends bohot madad kia, dono ajj nhi aye" he giggled.
"Aur tum kaun se gaand ka jhaat kaatne k lia aye ho?" I completely don't know what did I just say, I don't wanna repeat this either nor I wish for someone else to hear, only him because being with him feels so crazy, I did not want to say this, but it just came out, just like that. Oh, I am such a freak... lol! His eyes were widened. I could very well get what he is thinking about me right know!!!
"Nhi, tumhara copy lautane!" still being amazed with my words. "Thora Xerox bhi mara"
"Haan that's ok" I smiled. "Hey, wait" seeing him getting disturbed, "Did you feel bad with my words?" I asked to confirm whether he is ok with it or not.
"Tum kafi badaal gayi ho, and it's really fast".
Well he was surprised to see me like this, but I am not that nervous nerd Genevieve like the first day, this is the real me, but it takes time and I can only say these freaky things, in front of the person with whom I am comfortable with.

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