Sukor - Not All Roses

Chapter 1 - The Makeover

"I can't Bhagya!! These night clubs and stuffs are just not my department and see i still have to study for my finals" She tried to poke sense in her bestfriend's mind who was soo determined to have her enjoy a last time

 "Chakor this is the last chance for all to see you are not boring, for once just once let go of your boring self and ENJOY" her bestfriend Bhagya yelled at her

 True was her words, She was Chakor Bhuvan , the nerdiest of them all , she was a scholarship business student , she had a part time job at a lawyer's cabin.she was smart and hardworking but it seemed like God had fail to insert the fun nerve in her. While she stayed in the good books of every teachers, she failed to make good friends and impression on the other students except for Bhagya who was her roommate , all thought of her being a stuck up nerdy girl and all glory went to her sister Imli

Imli was not only beautiful but she was popular , she knew how to dress to look appealing, make use of make up , make friends and stay interesting 

She took a look at her bestfriend's face who were making puppy eyes at her then back at her books, it was the toughest decision she ever had had to make 

"Fine" She muttered with a sigh knowing she'll probably regret it later , wait scratch that , knowing she will for sure regret it later, she winced as her friend squealed loud 

"Great awesome!!! now show off to the bathroom get yourself a good relaxing bath while i set your clothes" she added gleefully clapping her hands 

"What???? No way i am letting you do that" She glared at her an ecstatic Bhagya, allowing herself to leave her books sanctum was bad enough to let Bhagya dress her up and knowing her bestfriend , she might just be the next barbie doll in history 

"I knew! I just knew it!" Bhagya pouted sitting on the bed sadly directing her gaze to the floor

 "Knew what???" She was smart enough to know it was one of her bestfriend's dramaqueen stunt but she could only wish to not fall into it like she always did

"i knew you never trusted me , had imli been insisting for you to wear her taste of dress ,you'd no doubt agree"

She made an I-knew-it face Sighing once again before giving in her words, not wanting to be anymore emotional blackmailed she turned to the washroom not before gazing at Bhagya whose glumy face was long gone as she devilishly emptied her wardrobe 

She stepped out of the shower looking at herself in the mirror , why wasn't she like other girls? why couldn't she enjoy easily? , oh yeah , it was because she was from a middle class family , she was given all before Imli's birth but after she had to act as a grown up , she couldn't rely on her parents who were actually busy with imli and their job , she was taught to be responsible at very young age , this was one reason she'd never allow her parents to stress about her, she wrapped a towel around herself leaving the bathroom 

"What is this??????" she yelled at Bhagya , looking at the dress which laid on her bed 

"it's what you will wear tonight and please Chakor before you argue on it , it's just one night please wear it i promise i will never ever ever ask you anymore favor , never i swear" this was always what she would say but God knew and she herself did Bhagya's never ever actually never ever came 

She paused examining the dress again , it was a short black sequin dress which went off one shoulder and cross straps with a full sleeve on the other shoulder , she never ever wore such a thing, infact she'd always wear kurtis and jeans, reluctantly she wore the dress and suddenly felt exposed , she was nothing like her sister, skinny , she was infact curvy but at the right places and this dress actually hugged her curves out giving her another look , she opened her long hairs ,they were straight and curly towards the end