Chapter 17

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Dear diary,

        I regret not having friends during my childhood. I regret being the shy one. That bitch still hasn't stopped bitching about him. But, anyways I don't wanna spoil my mood by remembering her or my childhood. Wanna know why I wrote those first two lines? You will understand when I'll tell you something. So, lemme narrate a hilarious and stupid incident which happened today. During the luchbreak, I saw Marshall leaning on the railing, chatting with someone taller than him. He was constantly raking his hair as usual. He shifted his concentration and looked at the left where I was standing and looking at him (staring like retards would be a better verb to be used here). He smiled with a twinkle in his eyes and you know what I did? No, I didn't blush or cry or get scared. I didn't show any emotion because it felt like my body froze along with the surroundings. I couldn't hear anything around me. It was like the time was frozen by some kinda magic. I know wierd, right? After what felt like an eternity, he resumed talking to his friends and I was back to my senses. I mentally slapped myself as there was a conflict between my mind and heart.

M: " Dafuq?"

H: "Omg ! he smiled. I'm gonna dance dance!!! "

"Are you crazyyyy??? This girl just made a fool out of herself!"

"His eyes!!"

"Are you even listening to me??"

"Wooohoooo!!"

"Hellloooo"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"God!"

"Huh??"

"Shut up!"

"But-but what did I do?"

"Nothing!"

"Are you an idiot, always disturbing me!!"

"Look who's talking..."

"Shut up!"

"No, you shut up!!"

"No, you !!"

Me: You both shut up now !!!"

"M+H: "Sorry!"

How can someone talk to themselves? Am I becoming mad or something? I think so... Later, this incident was repeated several times among my friends just to make fun of me.

ps- I made some new friends because our previous group has split up. Yukriti's smart and has a fantastic fashion sense while Shreya is a bit shy type and is very simple and sober. But, they both are really funny and nice people and I guess we will become great friends...

Gud night !

Sneha..

Megha closed the diary as I took one last sip of my coffee and kept the mug on the drawer beside the bed.

"Wanna read more?", She cocked an eyebrow and  looked at me.

"Umm..nah..Let's do the funky makeovers like we used to do earlier.

"Omggg ! Finally, you are back", She stood up and rushed towards her room to bring her makeup kit. "Lets start!", She squealed and clapped her hands like a 5 year old child, jumping on the bed.

"Calm down, you dumb girl!", I grabbed her hand and pulled her down on the bed.

"What's your problem, mom?", She pouted and crossed her arms. The word 'mom' made my heart sink. She was not with me anymore.. This thought always...always depressed me even though it's been years since she left. I scrunched my nose as I tried to hold back my tears. Megha noticed this and for a few minutes, there was a pin drop silence in this room.

I punched her playfully and chuckled. "Let's start!", I pulled out a brush from the kit and started preparing for my masterpiece. But before I could start, my phone started ringing.

"Who could that be?", Megha whispered as she looked at my phone, biting her lower lip.

I groaned and picked up my phone, frowning at the screen. "Rohan", I whispered back and kept my phone beside me.

"Bastard!", She snorted and grabbed my phone, clicking on the green button. "Hey, wa-"

"What do you want?", She ranted as furrowed her eyebrows.

"No...you can't. I'm warning you, Rohan. She doesn't wanna talk. You broke her trust, dammit!! What? ..No, she won't come. She won't talk to you. Bye and don't call now", She slammed the phone on the bed as I looked at her expectantly.

"He wants to meet you but I refused."

"You did the right thing", I smiled brightly and hugged her. Actually, I should be the one telling him to stop calling me and all of the words spoken by Megha. But, I didn't have the strength to do so. I knew I would break down, I would succumb to his pleadings.... I wish I had been a little bit more strong.

"Well, girl! Do you makeup thingy on me quickly so that I can do on yours" I giggled and started applying blush on her cheeks.

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When we both were done with our masterpieces, we went towards the mirror and fell on the floor, laughing hilariously while we held our stomach and pointed at each other's face which made us laugh more loudly.

"O..m..g! Your... faceee!" I had applied black colur on her cheeks, blue on her lips and yellow on her eyelids. I wrote I'm dumb in big letters across her forehead.

"You .. see.. yours. You ..look like a clown .... with a... black.. nose!" She had applied black on my nose, brown on my cheeks and purple on my eyelids. She wrote 'Beware, I bite' on my forehead.

We clicked a few selfies and uploaded them on instagram under the caption ' crazy and we know it'.

Sometimes, all you need is someone who loves you very much. It doesn't have to be a guy or parents or friends. It can be your best friend, one that knows everything about you. The one who knows your strenghths and your weaknesses. The person who will do the most stupid things just to make you laugh. The one who can be your mom, best friend, teacher and sister at the same time. You don't have to call that person in need, he/she would be already standing beside you to help you... For me, Megha is that person..

Sooo, I dun have anything to say right now !!!

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