*Nikita*
I wondered in the corridor, feeling my own time.
"You are Nikita?" Someone asked me, I stopped in my track. The girl gave me the wicked smile. I don't know who is she! Hell, I haven't seen her here before.
"Anisha Roy." She extended her hand. I looked at her hand, as if it is contaminated.
"I am in your class." She said feeling bored already. I didn't even gave reply to any of her statement. I don't talk to stranger, remember.
She pulled back her hand, and leaned whispering in my ear.
"I know your little secret."
She leaned back and squeezed my cheek.
"What the fuck!" I growled at her. She is irritating me.
She looked around "don't you like our senior" she stated.
Is she talking about Nish. My heart rate increased, God! I don't want anyone to know it. But heck, how did she know. No, No, she is playing with me.
"No." I shrugged, walking past her.
"Don't say a No. His name is Nishant Raval, he was tutoring you for Maths, even though you are capable of doing it by your own, but you have just tiny bit of crush on him, but now it turned into liking liking." She stopped. And I gasped.
"Don't deny." She laughed, looking at my paled face. I never shared my feelings with anyone, except Bhai and Mohit!
"I know everyone's secret around here. I fill pity for you, he got a girlfriend." She said and I shook my head.
"She don't deserve him. She is fucking bitch and he is two goody shoe." I exasperated.
"That's why they match." She winked. She stopped, making me stop abruptly.
"Don't tell me." I glared her.
"What you want from me?" I asked her.
"Nothing. Just be friend with me." She said and hang her hand on my shoulder.
"What if I say No." I said. I don't want to make any friend here. Adith is enough. I can't take more.
"Your little secret will be out to Adith, you know, you lied to him." She smiled wickedly at me. God this Girl!
"Go we will meet in second recess. Practice for your play." She opened the door for me. I gawked at her.
If I say the truth, I am scared of her. She knows more than she should. I entered the auditorium and closed the door behind me. It was so pitched dark. Am I early? My eyes scanned the place, to adjust with the darkness.
I took the giant step, Well, I am not scared of Dark, except the ghost. Do that girl know about this?. I guess she don't.
"Welcome Child." The women voice, encountered me out of no where, I looked around for the source. But there was no one. I didn't dare to look back again, and started to walk ahead.
I have played this prank on my teacher when I was like thirteen, back in US. We got detention for one month, and after that Mother India, grounded me and Mohit. That were good days.
"Don't be afraid of me." She said it again. Its scaring, but I didn't flinch. My lips turned into smirk.
"You should be afraid of me, old lady." I said. And laughed.
