It was exam time and I was down with fever.
No!
It wasn't because of the test, I was too grown for that. It was a genuine medical fever and duh, I thought I was going to give my best shot, because, come on, this is college.
Its do or die.
My biological state was not my exact problem, my problem had been Truce, in particular.
Yeah, I make it sound wierd, like he had soem kinda supernatural powers but I guess, I gave him the power to do so...
Why would did I do that?..
I was over thinking about him because of his one damned message.
I was frustrated with the fact that he was affecting me so much.
I did not even like him that much.
Or did I?
I reread the text he had sent 3 hours ago...
What is the problem in even trying to give a chance to something which definitely sounds way-to-good possibility in near future leave alone dating?
His too much confession now was burdening my mind not allowing my study material to penetrare, eventually, it only found an exit way out of my brain.
Wow, I should just suck it up.
Not finding what to respond, I kept my phone aside, keeping it silent and allowing sleep to swept over me.
Exam time:
I had my paper in front of me, I started shooting answers without a relevant head or tail which I had anticipated and so did not get angry on myself, surprisingly.
I lifted my head and saw my reflection in the glass cupboard lying in front of me, trying to figure out what was that was not normal.
I just found my same self with average eyes, lips and pale skin with a blonde hair tied in high ponytail which I generally prefer than allowing my hair to fall all over the place.
The reality came crashing on me when I bent towards my paper, again.
I finally focussed on my writing because that had to be important, right.
I could'nt believe when my thoughts drifted to him while I was writing.
I had an amazingly clubbed and twisted answer...
"According to the author... We need to start dating?"...
Uh? Did the author actually say that?
What the fuck was wrong with me?
After I was done with my exam, I waited in the campus on the usual spot as my best friend Sheryl and others gathered up slowly from different directions.
I gradually learned that all of us were rowing in the same boat as everyone appeared with similar fowl expressions on their faces.
"Hey Questa, how did your quest go?" Sheryl giggled.
She always used my names in these ways only to annoy me.
"Nothing in your peripheral, Sheryl!", NOW! I was disgusted with that come back.
Ugh.
"Seriously?" She shrugged, raising hands in the air.
Others just chuckled and we kept teasing each other back and forth.
"'Anyway, now that I study we all are rowing in the same boat, lets go celebrate our suffering in unity", Sheryl declared.
I just smiled at the unison of our thoughts; but was not surprised, it was not the first time happening to us. And THATS why we were BFFs.
We then landed in the joint nearby in two cars, two of us in each. We waved the owner, Banjo and he motioned towards us. Even though he was middle aged, he was still good to look at and always kept a table reserved for us and thats why he was such a sweetheart.
"Hey girls, sup wit you all, anything special?" asked Banjo curiously.
"Way to special Banjo, we officially screwed our tests today!" Sheryl raised her glass of water in toast, obviously nobody joined her.
We ordered crusty double cheese pizza and coke for each and a minute later we were almost licking the plates. As we gossiped and then lolled over our conversation, I was content and happy with what was going on, while the corner of my heart still wished Truce would message back.
Believe me, the next second I got a ping and it WAS him - hey babe..!
My grin was unbelievably stretching from east to west. I texted back blithely, where the hell where you, sorry for not responding, I was at the doc yest.
Yeah I know it wasn't the entire truth but it wasn't a lie either, anyway, that was most convenient at the moment and I din't need to be so honest either.
Did I need to be so honest?
How can I just let him know that I was taken aback by his question?
I din't want him to be disappointed in me but I also needed time to figure things out.
All this was secondary because firstly, I did not in the hell know anything about him....
I jumped hearing another ping in my pocket and received a deadly look from Sheryl, she's the only one to catch if something is fishy, especially with me.
We dispersed leaving me driving back alone. So I zoomed my car back home listening to 'nellys- just a dream'.
I went home found a note from mom that she had gone out grocery shopping and will be back till dinner.
And obviously, my bunch of siblings were not home, hanging out with friends since the house was so silent. I barged in my room and threw my bag across the floor.
Lying on my bed, I stared at the ceiling.
I was confused.
After replaying everything that happened, I realised that right now I needed my bestie. She is the only one going to be non-judgemental about me and the situation at this juncture.
A/N Dont worry I'll be introducing all characters one bye one. I am sure you wont be able to remember all of them at once. So be patient.
Will post next asap!
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