Boy, I Can Hear You

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"I will go twice... no thrice... no tetra... a infinite number of times to church each week. But please God.. please save me from this situation."

I was so freaking out,so broken.
I just couldn't think properly. I started panicking. But I needed to calm myself down. Yes I had to.

Breath in... breath out.... breath in.... breath out....

I started keeping eyes around. I just had to do nothing but cross the next corridor and shove into Lola's car. "Where is that Lola?"  Gosh!

I tried my best to walk close to the wall. Whenever someone walked through the passage, I just rested on my back on the wall and humming a tune. As if I was just chilling out there. I am smart. Am not I?

I passed the crowded passage and the next corridor was almost empty. Noone was there. Phew!

But Still I kept an eye on the place and was taking one by one steps backward. I didn't want to walk straight and someone from my back came and saw my.... you know.

But for holly shit, I forgot that however I'd walk ,there always would be a back.

Now the worst thing happened today. I bumped into someone and immediately turned back. "K-K-Kabir?" My voice chocked.

His eyes ran through my toe to head and then he looked away. No... he didn't see... he didn't see.....

He did. The voice of my mind said to me. And which was true. It was written allover his face that he had seen everything. EVERYTHING.

Breath in.... breath out.... breath in..... breath out.....

"Ummm...hh...hi," I greeted him nervously. As usual he didn't response. He usually didn't express much but a little embarrassment was flashing on his face too seeing my......

Breath in......breath out.....

"W-what? What was that expression for? What do you think? You think that I sat on a pin and for which my cargo was torn... muahahaha..." I started laughing. Fake. To put some extra drama I patted my belly in between my laughing.

"Haha... how silly! really. It is just today's fashion. I-I am just t-trying some new fashion. Don't you know about it? Oh sorry! How do you know. Y-You boys are truly u-unfashionable. We g-girls know about fashion and all. I..."  I tried my best not to show my nervousness to him. He was looking anywhere but me. He cleared his throat, as if he tried to control his laughter.

I didn't say anything funny. Did I? Oh that boys!

"Yeah I am coming!" I have to come out from this situation. "A-Actually my friends are calling me so... I-I know you want to talk to me. but you know friends are.... you know.... bye!"

Save me Jesus Christ!

"Oh my...Oh my... Oh my...."

I covered my red like a tomato face and ran aimlessly.

At Lola's house~~

"Perfect!"
Lola's face was shining with excitement.

"Perfect?! From which angle am I looking perfect? Lola I DON'T want to wear hot pants. I don't look good in it." I was looking at myself through the mirror. Seriously how can she call it perfect?

"But Jenni! You look superb. Just look at you."

"Lola! I don't like. It's just..."

"It's just?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Those hot pants showing legs... don't you think those are so... Lia-Mia type?"

"Oh please Jeni! Guys like fashionable girls."