She is strong willed,smart and brave.You'd want her as your best friend whereas he is the guy you mum,dad and basically everyone else warned you about.
What happens when Anika Verma moves from Mumbai, India to Brooklyn, New York and meets the well-k...
"Hey, you're the girl who was outside the Cafè yesterday" , I remembered the familiar face from last night.
"Umm..." she was trying to remember. "Oh! Hey! You were the girl who asked me about the hotshot, right ?", she said and effortlessly opened my locker.
"Yeah" I said. "And thank you so much this locker thing is new to me", seriously my first locker opening experience wasn't as thriller as I expected it to be.
"No problem, by the way I am Britney", she introduced herself and extended her hand.
"Anika", I introduced myself and I accepted her hand for a handshake.
"Anika", she pronounced my name. "I like you name and your outfit", she complimented.
"Thank you ", I smiled at her. I wearing a long black kurta with slits on either of the sides, my favorite jhumkas ( Ethnic Indian Earrings ) and paired the whole outfit with beige flats.
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"I think we both have same class ", she said seeing my schedule, my first class is calculus.
"Come let's go", she exclaimed.
She guessed that was from India which is correct and we talked about our cultures and I sort of ignored the question about the reason behind moving here. I simply told her that I loved travelling and needed a change in my life which is partially true. She told me about herself, we were at the end of the "locker hall" when I remembered that I didn't ask her about yesterday.
"So did you meet the boy you wanted to see yesterday", I asked her.
"No, he had already left by the time we were inside the Cafè", she said and made a sad puppy face.
"Oh. It's ok, you'll surely meet him next time" , I reassured her.
"Yeah I hope so too " she said as I again remembered that I still didn't know who he was or his name. We were about to take a right turn when I asked.
"So what's his nam..." I couldn't complete my question again because I crashed on a human wall again. The human wall held me before either of us could fall and embarrass ourselves, save to say that we were almost hugging each other.
"Looks like the history repeats ", said a familiar voice. I opened my eyes and met with a pair of deep blue ones. Am I the only one here who has brown eyes because Brit has green eyes and majority of the people I have seen here have different eye colors.
"Watch out, pretty girl ", he said smiling and showcased his dimples.
His smile is way to familiar.
"You watch out, Pretty Boy ", I said immediately without even thinking while maintaining distance between us and turned away to leave. Wait a second. Oh Oh. I turned again and looked at his smile and then at HIM. With my wide eyes I just starred at him. He is the same boy I bumped into last night.
I snapped out of our reunion session and saw that each and every pair of eyes were looking at us.
" Oh, You are the Jerk who bumped at me yesterday and didn't apologize ", I said glaring at him because I wanted to ignore the feelings I was feeling towards him, which is so weird.
He just stared at me in confusion as if he was expecting me to say something else.
I turned and saw that Britney was way ahead of me and was talking to herself, she must have thought that I was following her but God had something else.God's plan. I quickly rushed towards her direction.
"...so you know what I am saying right ", she said and entered the class.
" Yeah.Yeah.Totally", I agreed and sat at the third last bench in middle row, Britney was on my left while the bench on my right was empty.
I gazed around the classroom just absorbing the new environment, then I saw him enter the class I quickly turned and looked towards Britney who sleeping, she had kept her head down facing the other side. Great. This is so awkward. Why? Out of all the people why HIM? Are we both some sort of human magnets.
From the corner of my eyes I could see him searching for an empty seat since the class was almost full by almost I mean there was only two seats left one from the last row and the other one besides ME.
Don't look. Don't look at this side. I chanted because he was eyeing at bench on the far corner of the last row. Go there. Go there. And suddenly out of the blue he looked at my direction and smirked while moving forward towards the seat on my right. Great. Just great. I kept myself busy by removing my books and a pen, etc to avoid him and sort of ignore the fact that I was watching him all this time since he has entered.
