Ishq Junoon Deewangi [Fanfiction] ✓

Part l ♩ Chapter 2 ♩

Chapter 2

*FLASHBACK*

It was the first day of college for me and I had met Neha. We instantly jelled and became good friends. It wasn’t really as hard as I had thought it would be to make friends in this new place.

Neha concluded, “So now you know about Dazzlers and Weaklings,” to which I answered, “This is just plain silly! Everyone should have equal say. Talent isn’t based on your parents’ bank balance!”

A voice behind us said, “Oh really? Now a fresher will preach about talent?” It belonged to none other than Sharon.

I replied back, “Anyone ever teach you respect? Anyhow, this is just my opinion. I can voice it out.”

Neha whispered to me tugging at my elbow, “Quiet Kriya. This is Sharon.”

I replied in a normal voice, “So what? She’s famous for being rich? Then it doesn’t matter because it’s not her money. It’s her dad’s.

Sharon gaped. She pointed her index finger at me, “Hey freshie! Listen, don’t you talk about my dad. What are you so proud of huh?”

Kriya retorted, “Lots of things, but I don’t gloat about it or take it as my pride and ego, unlike some people.” I was taunting purposefully. From what Neha had told me about Sharon, it was evident I could not just go up to her and be friends. So, if I needed to get close to her, it might as well start with us being enemies. Whatever sails the boat, right? And she fell for it.

Sharon challenged, “Lots of things huh? Prove it. I challenge you to dance. Show me you’re better.” She stood hands across her chest with two other girls whom I assumed to be her friends on either side.

I replied with a stern look. “Are you sure, Princess? Wouldn’t want you to regret it later on.”

Sharon was confident she would win, “We’ll see who regrets.”

The face-off was set to be after college times in the auditorium. The word spread quickly all through-out college and the rest of the college day, it was all everyone could talk about. Ofcourse, no one had seen me dance, so majority of the college was on Sharon’s side. Some knew of her dancing while others supported for they wouldn’t dare go against Sharon. Only one-fourth of the population supported me for being bold and accepting Sharon’s challenge, though even they doubt if I’d win. Not that I was offended. I just knew this was going to be interesting.

Turning into the drive way and parking, I got out and carried the bags in. I shouted, “Sonia?”

A faint voice replied, “I am out here.” She was in the screened patio sitting on the chair. As I came in, she said, “Thinking about you only…”

I sat beside her and repeated, “Me?”

Sonia looked at me and said in a serious note, “Yea. You have changed a lot! I miss the old Kriya, her K-Effect, the charm, and everything.”

I walked out, pretending to be unaware, “Sonia, what are you talking about?” I entered the living room and sat on the couch pulling my legs up to escape from the cold carpet and grabbing the remote in the process and turning on the TV.

Sonia plopped on the couch as well and continued, “Do you even remember the old you? Because I surely do. You were so passionate, Kriya There was that glow on your face. Confidence to do something... to prove something to the world. You lived to dance and danced to live freely. Everything you did made me instantly become friends with you, apart from the fact that we were already cousins. Never mind our relationship but don’t you miss that Kriya?”