Love With A Lying Girl.

"Rachel, Rachel" I heard mom's pathetic voice..she was narrating to the proffesor.
The breeze of the fan in the high school reminded me of my position.The fourty pairs of eyeballs were gluing at her.This time wondering whether she is lying or not.Yes!she is notorious for her lies.The eagle-eyed professor was intensely listening to her made-up story.The so-called team of cheerleaders started to say something under their breath.She turned her flexible head sideways and continued-
"When I heard mom's voice,I ran downwards to discover that theif had tied my mom's hand.I became numb" she took a deep breath and continued "The thief then stolen some valuable things before our maid arrive."
"Then what happened to your documentary?"
"The theif had stolen my laptop"she stopped her head,where her eyeballs are bathed in tears.
The students exchanged some bizarre murmurings. This lying girl had made it up.After the class hours,I stared at her sitting in the canteen alone.Her black rimmed spectacles gave a perfect design for her deep blue ocean like eyes.Her hair was a messy,it seem for me that she is in need of a hair brush.I walked towards her.
" The story you created was awesome"I commented by taking a seat opposite her.
"What story?" She asked intensionally.
"The theif one.sorry,I don't mean to hurt you" I sounded gently.
"Then what to do!I had no other means except to lie." She took it as a pride.
She was sitting alone in the canteen like she had not a one friend.When I went to talk to her,the whole canteen fell silent,like I did some forbidden crime.
"Are you new here?" She interrogated disturbing my thoughts.
"Yup!I am from San Francisco." I said by hugging my identity that I am American.
"Are we met before?" She wondered .
"Yea.In literature classes, I was next to you."I said
" Don't you feel 'something' to talk with a girl whom whole school hates?"she raised her another question
"I love talking with you" I said and walked.
I saw her blushing from back.The lonliest girl wore a smile on her face.She was taking each sip of south Indian coffee with curves on her lips.Yes!I love talking with her and to hold her hand always.My high school fairy tale startes from there.
The next day I didn't saw her in her seat.In the sea if people,my eyes searched for her.But,I was a failure to find my treasury. Finally I decide to make a talk with her one and only friend in the whole school (the librarian) Ms.Margaret Bell. She said that Rachel fell sick.But,how can I believe that?My lying girl may have made it up.By further request,I got her contact number.
"Rachel" I called her.
"Hey,Alfred" she shouted back.
I was startled for two resons.One that she knew my name and other that she recognised my sound.I cleared my throat and asked-
"Where are you? Are you okay?" I sounded
"Huh.am okay.I came for a Halloween" she said.
I was startled again.This lying girl didn't lied to me..!!
"Shall I accompany with you?" I raised my wish.
She agreed with an air of happiness.I hugged Margaret and ran towards my car and drive recklessly to meet my life.My brain worked 15 times faster than it worked in the examination hall.When I reached there,I saw her standing and speaking with a saint.she was in her beautiful attire,which increased her beauty ton times.
"Hey Alfred, come and join" she suggested.
I hold her hand instead and signalled to follow me. I took the girl in the promenade deck in the ship and in the midst of the sky and the sea ,I tasted her lips along with her peach scented lip gloss.She kissed me back by whispering in my ear 'always?',I replied by gathering the whole temerity and love- 'always'.She smiled a little.For the whole second,I thought the mesmerizing thing that happened in my life was the love with the lying girl.......

#Anjana.......