"Am I staying here?" I surprisingly asked Neha as soon as we entered the apartment.
I was awed by the interior of this house. From the outside the building looks like a gigantic monster, towering above all the structures. But from inside, the apartment is simply beautiful and elegant.
"Yeah. You want me to show around?"
"Oh no, it's fine."
Just then the doorbell rang and Neha went to answer it. In the meanwhile I took that time to admire the surrounding. The living room is occupied by a couch along with two chairs that looks so comfy, a modern style coffee table and a huge flat TV on the opposite wall. Also the open kitchen that is visible from the living room is very much modernized with all appliances. But what attracted me the most was the huge balcony that has a small dinning table.The whole interior is minimalistic with a modern touch to it. It is something I have seen only in movies, something I have never even dreamed of living in.
"I have ordered some groceries if you need them in chance." Neha said, grabbing my attention. She has placed few bags on kitchen counter.
"I have your dinner too. It would arrive before 8. Ok?" I nodded.
"All right then, I am leaving now. Call me if you need anything" agian I nodded, not knowing what else to do. All this is too overwhelming for me. Living in a big house like this, all alone, away from my family and that too in a city that is 1400 km far from my hometown.
Neha handed me a card with her mobile number on it and left the apartment, not before instructing me to lock the front door properly.
After double checking the locks I resumed exploring my new house. I slide open the glass door that lead me into the balcony. A gush of wind hit me. I stepped forward. Standing by the railing I looked outside, taking in the beauty of this city. It excites me and scares me at the same time. Everything here is so different.
I am missing home already.I was busy in my own world when the doorbell rang.
Who could it be now? I went to open the door when it rang again.
"Who is it?" I asked, peeking through the little whole in the door. I have seen people doing that in movies.
"Food delivery ma'am.' replied a manly voice from the other of the door.
Then I remember Nehaji has ordered dinner for me. I opened the door and took the packet. It's hot and smells good too. It makes me realise how hungry I am.
I placed the packet on the coffee table and fetching a plate I started my dinner.
"Mmmm..."
"It's soo tasty. This paneer stuffed paratha with masala chana is so yum" my self talking continues until the food gets over.
After finishing up with my dinner I decided to call amma. Though I have called her once I landed here but it's 6 hours I have last talked to her. She must be worried. I was about to dail her when my phone rang but it wasn't amma. It was ASR. Why is he calling? Might want to inform something. Without any delay I picked up the phone.
"Hello sir."
"Hello Miss Gupta. Have you settled comfortably?" he asked
"Yes sir."
"Need anything?"
"No sir, I am good."
"Ok. Did you...did you like the food" his words sound hasitant.
"Yes sir, it was delicious." I replied back
"Good. Actually I told Neha to order it. I had this feeling that you would like Indian food only." he spoke again in the same manner.
"Thank you. It was....nice of you." I didn't know what else to reply.
Then there was an odd silence. None of us spoke for a few seconds.
"Ok then, bye. Avantika will start your training from tomorrow." with that final note he quickly wrapped up the conversation and hung up.Well, that was kind of weird.
Shooing the though away I dialed home to have a talk with my family.
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A constant ringing jolts me off from sleep. I thought it to be my phone but the sound was coming from outside the bedroom. I got up taking my dupatta and wrapped it around my shoulders.
"Who is it?" I asked before opening the door.
"It's Neha." came the reply from the other side and instantly I opened the door, recognising the voice.
"Good Morning." I wished her to which she replied cheerfully.
"Good Morning."
"We were standing here for quite some time." said a lady who came with Neha, making me a little nervous.
"Sorry. I was sleeping." I answered to which she checked her wristwatch that looked so expensive.
"It's ten in the morning." she commented in a sarcastic tone which didn't go well with me.
"I usually don't sleep for that long but the whole journey yesterday made me a little tired." I respond in my defence.
"Whatever." huffing she went straight to the living room and sat on the couch as if she owns the place.
"Why are you still there? Go freshen up. We have a hell lot of work to do." she said giving me a nasty look.
I didn't like the way she was looking me from top to bottom and making weird faces. She does she think she is?
"Who is she?" I whispered to Neha and she replied in the same tone.
"Avantika Sahani. She will be training you."
It seems clear that she doesn't like me- at all. And I am 100 percent sure I won't like her either. She looks rude, arogant and proudy. I hate people like this.
I went in my room which to be mentioned is breathtakingly beautiful. The room is done continuing the modern minimalistic theme of the whole apartment. It also has a fully functional attached bathroom, floor to ceiling windows and a door that opens to the same balcony with the dining area. The bed, wardrobe, dresser basically every piece of furniture is stylishly crafted.
"Hurry up girl I don't have time to waste here." came a strident command from Avantika.Oh God! This is going to be tough.
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FanfictionA dark love story of a Super Model and the Fashion King.