| WARNING | MATURE CONTENT & DARK NOVEL
17 year old Nandini is a normal girl, she's simple, caring and definitely not out of the ordinary.
Well until 18 year old Manik notices her.
Nandini's strange fascination with him is almost like a drug.
A dru...
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I always knew something was different about him.
The way he walked.. god the way he walked.
As cliche as it sounds, Manik was perfect in every way. He really was.
As I leave the cafeteria, he glances at me.
I meet his gaze and eventually our eye contact is broken.
I make my way outside towards the large yellow busses.
The driver ushers students on and I pile in just like the rest of the kids.
I take my seat all the way in the back and most of the students give me a bad look when I pass them. I ignore them all and I sit down quietly.
I take out my phone quietly and I put my earbuds in.
I turn Adam Lambert- Closer to you on and I turn it up to drown out my loneliness.
I blankly stare at the bus door and the last kid is Manik.
I glance away from the door before he notices my glare and he takes a seat across the aisle from me in the back as there are no more seats left anywhere else except next to me and where he is now sitting. I don't turn my head but instead I close my eyes and think about the music.
"Sorry, it's late, I know I missed your call again.
Been tryna change, got stuck in my ways again.
I've been feeling faded, disconnected lately.
Missin' What money can't buy, All I want to do is be brand new. I swear I'd give it all up just for you, And I would sink my house down underwater.
I would trade all my gold for dirt. Let me tell you right now, I would walk through fire just to hold you,
Whatever gets me closer to you"
I open my eyes and I casually glance over at Manik. His eyes were already in my direction and it surprised me. His black eyes lock with my hazel ones but he doesn't smile. I've never actually spoken to him, and I can't help but wonder what his beautiful voice must sound like.
My expression stays flat like his and I eventually look away. The next song comes blasting through my earbuds and I take them out and turn off my phone. I Place them back into my backpack and I blank out again, staring forward. Suddenly I felt something cold send a shiver down my spine.
