"Whadda-hell ?" "Gimme my assignment Randhir I warn you one last time !"
I thought & didnt think just that would do, at the same time.
He stuck out his tongue at me like an impossible asshole from the planet of imbeciles.
"Forget that Miss Sanyukta Agarwal" Ahhh those heartmelting smirks..
How could I expect good, ripe conduct from Randhir Singh Shekhawat ? He may be the hot kinda guy who makes girls rip off for him in one alluring glance, walking by the corridors of The Saint Francis, North Carolina; but for me, he was just a little lad stuffed with insecurities.
For I've known him for 14 long years and he is my jerk of a bestfriend.
We share almost everything, every damn thing. Our favourites, dislikes, crushes to when I got my first period. Together we are fun and together we mean trouble. Happiness is, our equation hasn't changed a tad bit.
"I won't beg of you to hand over me that", I decared and cocked my eyebrows a mite, "but will blab it up to Stephanie instead", I finished as I beheld his indiscriminate grin dissapear.
"Hey.. That's illegit !" He whined at me. Like I care.
Oh well, did I tell you about Stephanie Adams ? Randhir's ladylove. He loves her immensely, whether or not she manifests the same, which she bloody doesn't. Bitch.
"You can't just do that" *smirk* "Or else I'll have to..tell Dylan" He said from between the smirks.
Dylan Connor. The guy I'm dating. He's a part of the basketball club Randhir is leading. And Randhir is hellbent on getting us together. Bruh. Notice that I'm least interested.
"OHH STFU RANDHIR !!"
I whacked him hard at his butts and tramped away, irritated.
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Falling.
RomanceSanyukta Agarwal ain't a girly girl and is into music and science. Randhir Singh Shekhawat is a part of the High School BB Club and he makes girls drool at him. Talk against any one of them in either of their presence and you are dead. They are best...
