Parvati pov:
"and it is Dean Thomas well done my boy, you got 20 votes nonetheless parvati is not far behind with 18 votes. Anyways congratulation "prof announced. This literally broke my heart and to top it off I can hear the side remarks from the girls behind me.
"Not Bad but bad luck" I Heard his remark which pulled me out of my thoughts. I ignored him and started listening to what prof has to say further "Sore looser" whisper filled my ears. "it's okay parv let him do all the hard work we will do our own fun "Liz said winking, "yeah" but I truly am a sore loser, can't help but thinking about it for the rest of the day.
OH sun shines bright today, I need to have a fresh start, everything started off wrong, let's forget all the past things and move on "you can do it parv" thinking all this I got ready for the class.
In class "dean I need you to collect contact information and make groups in Whats App and email too for the necessary action, and today only I was informed there should be deputy CR to be appointed and we already have one Ms. Parvati Patil, please help dean with his work, you both please take this seriously as your responsibility will be counted in credits" this certainly lifted up the mood of mine. As I turned around to make amends "you heard the prof do the necessary action, I am busy and you are my copyist" he said, suddenly rage engulfed me, what the hell, here I was thinking of clearing the air with this baboon. I was so wrong, Foolish.
As I was going to speak he spoke again "see don't stare at me like that, or should I inform prof you are not up to your duty", I can't let that happen obviously prof will side with him. fuming with rage I got up and started collecting contacts and he was leisurely playing with his phone.
As I reached the last row I noticed some seniors who might have a backlog, "your information please "I asked "not until you give me yours beautiful "the one in the left said "I don't have time to play around please your information?" I said forcing a smile "na na blake this is not the way to talk to her, bad you should say sorry, but beautiful I think he is quite right exchange of information perhaps phone will be fair here right" the one in the middle said, it was obvious he is the leader.
As I opened my mouth to say something I felt a presence behind me "drop the act and give me your contact details" dean said with cold voice "fine. Okay don't need to be worked up" they said looking frustrated but obviously theirs fear in their eyes. Who is this guy?
Once we are back at the seat "I was handling fine" I said "yeah it seems so, with your well... weak attitude, you might have handle and FYI I didn't do anything for you but because I was getting late due to your sluggishness". He said again putting the last word in our conversation.
Back in the room "you know well I did some research back there, some of the guys turned at last moment because the Barbie bimbos in our class promised them a date, what fools they are" liz said seemingly very annoyed.
At the same time my cellphone chimed. Meet me at 8 tomorrow in our class; there something to discuss the message read. She wondered who will be having her number and then realization hit her Dean Thomas of course but what work does he have with me.
At 8.15 am in class. he doesn't arrive yet, or I was just stood up, let's get out of here as I was moving out, once again I was collided with someone and close my eyes to feel the pain but the pain never came, I opened my eyes slowly and there's dark brown eyes with little hint of gold staring back at me. wow so beautiful and deep.
"are you this clumsy all the time?" this pulled me out of my stance. I pushed him and stood up "you are LATE and what's there to discuss". "well I was caught up and second, prof told me to arrange a team as you are the deputy CR we need to do it together. team should be of 4 members we need to find 2 more." He said all in one go "what why" I asked genuinely curious "some so called fair healthy competition between first year sections with their terms to get to know each other better "he again said calmly without any emotion on his face "okay we will ask someone in class".
At the same time class started to fill in and as usual I had to make announcement about the upcoming competition. Quite a few hands raised, and what dean added next almost all the hand dropped down instantly "competition will be held probably during this weekend at early morning to afternoon"
only Liza and one more guy hands were still raised "yeah you are?" I asked writing down the names "siddhart fernandis" he said "you too are Indian-American? I asked smilingly "yes I am my father is Indian" he politely replied with a charming smile "oh okay nice to have you on board" I replied slightly blushing.
there was a cough from the back "aha if your flirting is done let's go and handover the details " dean said from behind me "I was not.." and once again I was interrupted "see I don't want to hear let's go" he said pulling my hand towards the staff room what's wrong with this guy "what is wrong with you" I asked walking along side with him "nothing, but I am amazed by how cunning you are "he said again calmly "what! what do you mean" I asked feeling hot again "I meant you very well know how to portray yourself like a chameleon "he said "what stop it I don't want to hear your rubbish", I said strolling faster toward the staff room ignoring him completely, seriously he is MAD.

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Teen FictionParvati Patil - excellent student, first bencher , first choice of teacher, first of everything but have a innocent broken side due to something she faced in the past all hidden from the world. Dean Thomas - intelligent smart and not to mention dash...