What's Next?

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Juliet's POV

Unfortunately my partner was Salman. I had mixed feelings. I did not know if I liked my partner or if I did not like him.

From the time the game started, I'm not feeling good. My tummy is paining, my hands are freezing and so on.

I wouldn't feel any of these if my partner was anyone other than Salman. When it is him, I feel awkward.

Ugh! I don't like this feeling.

Thank God my turn was at the end and I have time to take in that he's my partner and I have time to relax a little.

But it didn't seem like I was relaxing. I feel like a battle taking place inside my body. I don't know if it even make sense. Very frequently my mind was drifting off to, I don't know where.

Reality hit me once again, only when I had to sit right across him. My cheeks flushed into a shade of pink when he held my chin up with his cold hands to apply the compact powder. I have no idea why his hands were cold.

Is he nervous?

But why? 

Thank God he was blindfolded and couldn't see the blush in my face. I hope the others don't notice it.

Finally I was caked with makeup. Then we followed up with a photograph session. We started with the five who had makeup on. The five of us captured a group picture.

Then we were supposed to take pictures with our partners.

Ugh! Should I take with Salman?

This guy is killing me.

So he came closer and stood by my left, which made butterflies fly in my tummy. Unexpectedly he side hugged me by placing his right arm on my right shoulder sending tingles down my body.

He acted so cool, as if it's nothing for him, as he posed for the picture looking at the camera in front. But, as for me, I was dying inside. His presence near me kills me.

After the couple pictures, we winded up by having a group picture with the ten of us.

I excused myself to Olivia's washroom. I couldn't resist laughing at my own face looking at the mirror. Salman has done a great job though.

I poured water over my face and gently rubbed away the makeup.

Salman was the only thing in my mind the whole time. The way he applied makeup on me. The way he lifted my chin up. The way he touched my lips to apply lipstick. The way he searched for my eyes. The way we took pictures...

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a loud bang on the washroom door which made me jolt up.

Who could that be?

And why would they do that?

I quickly rubbed away all the makeup and wiped my face gently using a few face tissues.

When I opened the door, I found all nine of them staring at me.

Embarrassing.

"What in the world were you doing inside for so long?" Aliza asked placing her arms on her hips.

"More than an hour" Olivia rolled her eyes.

I cleared my throat "I'm sure that's an exaggeration. I didn't take so long" I expressed an innocent look.

"Alright, let me go in and wash away my makeup" Said Anna pulling me out of the washroom.

We sat on the couch in the living room until they come back after refreshing themselves.

Then we left home after having a yummy dinner and bidding our bye's to Olivia and her mom.


           

Salman's POV

School went well the next few days. I focused more on my studies trying to forget about the last weekend. But man! Will I ever forget that? Will I ever forget Juliet and all what happened that day?

She's the only thing I have in my mind. She never gets out of my mind no matter how much I try. I am sure it's not the same with her, but I know I can tackle her.

God too wants us together. That's why, I see, in most of the events we end up being partners. So that's what was destined for us.

All of us were in the waiting area on Thursday, afterschool. Mostly Thursdays used to be our discussion day and the waiting area used to be our location.

"So what's next?" asked Edgar

"Ayyeee.. Edgar is in love with the last GTG (get together)" teased Olivia quoting on the "GTG" part.

"Edgar! I never knew you liked makeup" continued Kaym

All of us began to tease him until he stood and left the place. As soon as he left we ran behind him trying to calm him down. He kept walking faster glancing down at the ground.

He went till the school gate and stepped outside saying "I hate you ALL, I'm getting lost. I will never come back again"

We stopped at the gate and replied,

"Wow. Someone's getting angry"

"Okayyy... Gooo and never come back"

"Never step back to school"

"We don't want you"

"We hate you"

He knew we were kidding. He immediately ran back inside school and told "I can't act anymore" and laughed.

Only then we realized he wasn't serious when he walked out.

Of course we wouldn't be able to continue without him, our clown. And same with him, he wouldn't be able to go on without us. It's not only him. If we lose anyone of the ten we would never make up a perfect clique.

Fred and Kaym hung on either sides of Edgar as we walked back to the waiting area.

"Okay. Let's plan out something for this weekend?" Asked Harry

"Any ideas?" questioned Anna

"This time, you guys come to my place" Said Omar.

"Alright. What do you have at home... For us to spend time on?" Aliza replied.

Omar thought for a while and said "I have a big garden, tennis balls, bats, wickets, badminton, football...." He went on.

The girls started mumbling.

Juliet said, "That's what we do every day at school during break... Think of something else"

We laughed at her reply and Omar suggested, "What about a barbecue party?"

"Greeaaatttt" was our reply in chorus. Then we cracked a huge laugh for the way we said that.

With Love,
Emraiys.

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