Mujhse Dosti Karoge?

Mujhse Dosti Karoge ~ 5 ~ Stunning

Risha's P.O.V

"Do I look fat?" I asked looking at Aliya. Today was the day I could look pretty for Ridhay.

"Are you crazy?" my best friend asked, putting on some make up. Scratch that, she was putting on a LOT of makeup. She was so obsessed with something she watched on YouTube, that she’s been waiting to try it herself.

 "Answer me Ali," I said, looking at myself in the mirror. The saree looked good but I wondered if it looked good on me. She din't respond and I turned around to face her.

 "What?" she asked. Speak about a wandering mind. I shrugged. "You know what? Never mind. Just help me pick the shoes which go with the saree." 

 "I think this will look good," she said picking up black stilettos. I agreed and strapped it onto my feet. For one last time, I looked at myself in the mirror.

Hair - Straight all the way till the shoulders and slightly curled at the bottom. 

Make up - Not too less, not too much. Just perfect. 

Saree - Purple and black. Looked great but I doubted how I looked.

Shoes – Lovin’ it.

"How do I look?" Aliya asked.

"Babe, you look good and enough of that," I said grabbing the eyeliner she held.

"Hey!" she protested. I gave her a smile and winked at her.

"Oh my God! Are you done checking me out?" she asked. I chuckled. 

"Ali, I have a boyfriend."

"And he is HOT," she completed and I laughed.

"I know."  Just then, I heard a knock on my door.

 I walked to the door and opened it to see Isha. It wasn't the Isha I knew. She looked stunning. Her short, messy hair was straightened. Minimal make up on her face, which according to me wasn't even necessary. Something about her, she was naturally beautiful. I sort of envied her for that. 

She was wearing a black and red saree which matched her fair complexion. Flats, I should have guessed that. She was wearing flats and I couldn't help but laugh at that, only. 

"Risha, we're leaving in 10 minutes." 

"Ok, we're almost done," I said.

"You look good," she said and walked away. I shut the door and muttered 'You look better'. 

"Was that-?" asked Aliya. 

"Isha. Yes, that was Isha." 

"Whoa! She looks-" 

"Stunning, I know."

"But, how?" she asked. 

"What do you mean how?" I asked. Isha is a tomboy but she was always pretty. I mean, she is always pretty. 

"You know what? Let's just go," she said, linking her arm with mine. We walked out of the room and found Abhay, Isha and my parents waiting for us. 

"And finally," Isha and Abhay said in unison when they saw us come out of my rooms.

"Yeah, let's go," I said. 

"Not so fast my girls," Mamma said. She took out her prized possession, her camera and flashed a smile. I heard Isha and Abhay groan. Ignoring that, I smiled back at Mamma. Who doesn't like to be clicked? 

"I'm ready," I sang. Even Aliya agreed. 

"Smile!" Mamma said and clicked a lot of pictures of me and Aliya. I kept glancing at Isha and she looked really annoyed. Gosh, who cares? I loved being photographed and I gave more poses. Mom was a part time photographer during those good old' days and she was really good at it. 

"I'm going out for some air," Isha said and walked out of the house. After fifteen minutes we left home for school. 

"RI you look so pretty babe!" Ridhay said pulling me into a hug. 

"You don't look that bad yourself Ridhay," I said giving him a kiss on the cheek. He blushed. Aw, I just don't know why he's so cute. He was definitely looking dashing in his Black Shervani suit.  

#FLASHBACK#

We were all seated in Smitha Miss’ class, our chemistry teacher. I was sitting in the first bench and concentrating like always. Just then a tall, good looking boy entered class. He was introduced to the class as he joined school in the middle of the year. 

The seat next to me was vacant. So he was made to sit next to me. Ma'am also asked me to share my textbook as he din't have the books yet. I moved the book to the centre of the two seater desk and he just looked at me. After about 5 minutes I saw him write something on my book. I bent a little to see what he had written.

Hey I’m Ridhay :)

Hi I'm Risha :) bored already, I see?? ;)

Yeah, Chemistry sucks!!! But for my luck I'm next to a pretty girl ;) so I'm not really concentrating on what is being done in class

FLIRT.

Blame yourself pretty face ;)

Uh, got to go. Bye Mr. Flirt :P  

This guy really is something, I thought. As soon as bell rang, which was our cue for lunch time, everyone literally raced out of the class. I stood up from my seat, picked up my bag and started walking towards the door.

 "Hey wait," I heard the new guy call out. I turned around and asked him what he wanted.

"Be my lunch date and here's your book pretty face," he said. I blushed and nodded, taking the book from him. Our hands slightly brushed against each other. We walked around the school and I showed him the whole place. Just so you know, I'm not the shy type. I was constantly talking and never gave him a chance to speak. 

"Do you always talk so much?" he asked after a small chuckle. 

"I guess. Sorry!" I said smiling sheepishly.

"You know, that's c-, never mind, actually." 

"What? Tell me Ridhay!" I asked. 

"Well, nothing really. I was just wondering how you could talk so much," he said. 

"I really don't know!" I gave up. When we were walking through the crowds of the canteen I stopped all of a sudden. He wasn't really looking I guess and he bumped into me from the back making fall front on my face. But wait, I din't fall? He held me before I fell and helped to stand straight. 

"Thanks," I said trying not to blush. 

"Anything for my pretty face- I mean, anything for pretty face," he said stuttering. Did he just say 'my pretty face’? I don't know why but my inside was acting weird. Maybe, I’m hungry.  

"I think its better we go have lunch now," I said, not knowing what else to say. There was an awkward silence throughout the whole break and then the day was pretty much the same too. 

Half a year passed and we became really good friends. Just before the annual examinations, we had to do a project. Well, you guessed it right. Ridhay was my partner. It was an English project, where we had to enact some part from a lesson given in the text book. During that time, we discovered that we liked each other, more than just friends. Tah duh! He asked me out on a date and then we were officially together. 

#Now# 

"Ri, let's go!" he said and I nodded.  We walked into the auditorium where the teachers had asked us to assemble. 

A/N: 

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