The day came finally - The first day of ninth grade. The day which I was waiting for. I was both eager and scared to see her. Such is the complexity of this powerful feeling, I realised. I was pretty early to school on that day. I searched for my classroom for an eternal 10 minutes and sat in one corner of the room. My head was heavy. I couldn't sleep the day before. I was filled with all kinds of emotions; the excitement of seeing her to the fear of how she'll react seeing me. What if she had forgotten me? What if she had left the school? What if she had forgiven me? I was losing my mind. Seconds went like hours.
There was still an hour left for the school to commence. It was like eternity. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I could hear footsteps which made me get the chills. My hands were freezing. My inner feeling told me that it was her because she has always been an early bird which was the reason for me being so early that day. But my expectations were shattered when I found that the footsteps belonged to the lady who had come to sweep the classroom. All the drama had raised the adrenaline in me so high that I was sweating and needed to use the restroom so badly. Right then, the magic happened. My feeling wasn't wrong. How could it be?
Yes. She came. She was who that gave me the chills and not that sweeping lady. I was relieved to be honest. I guess love gives you superpowers. Well, it gave me the power of 'SPIDEY SENSE' with which I could sense my angel. But, the timing of our meeting wasn't so magical. She saw me right when I was sweating like I was getting an heart attack; right when I needed to use the restroom so badly; right when I left the classroom; right when I bumped into her. Yes, I bumped into her.'Why are you so cruel God?' I thought. It was the worst possible meeting. All my excitement were gone in a matter of seconds. I didn't know what should be my reaction. I was shell shocked. My mind ordered my mouth to apologize. But my god damn mouth wouldn't listen. It refused to open. In a matter of 10 odd seconds, everything was over. She entered the classroom without speaking a word to me. I could sense that she was furious. Nah, it wasn't my sense. It was her furious red beautiful tomato face again. She had become even more beautiful than the last time I saw her.
I was brought back to my senses by my friends that came. Only then I realised that I had forgotten that I had to use the rest room and after bumping into my angel I had entered the classroom again. Then I went running to the restroom. During the sprint, I realised that nothing has changed. By the time I re-entered the classroom again I was a different guy. I decided not to disturb her again. The first day of 9th grade apart from the bump went well. In the evening, I texted her 'SORRY FOR EVERYTHING. WON'T DISTURB YOU AGAIN.' I never expected a reply. But I got one. It was a reply that shattered me into pieces. It read 'WHO IS THIS?' She had forgotten me. After a week full of fever, crying, pain and misery, I was back.
I had only one thing in my mind, it was my parents. I worked hard, really hard. I was the undisputed king in 9th and 10th grade securing the first mark in every exams. With success came many friends. Among them was a guy who had studied with me since 8th grade Pravesh. He was a cool guy and I never thought we would become so close. Something special always comes from the unexpected. I began visiting his house regularly. We began sharing secrets. We always sat together in class. We would be singing songs the whole time. Well, he would be singing the entire song and I would be giving it some awful music and blurt out some weird phrases which ultimately made it a nightmare for the benches nearby. But we made memories. A whole lot of them. I had finally found someone I could trust. But I never told him about Ramya. He only knew that we weren't on good terms. I didn't know what I was thinking because when it comes to her I wasn't me. I couldn't trust anyone when it came to Ramya. Who thought this would be the reason for my greatest downfall?
Eventually I became familiar for the entire school. Everyone began seeing me as some prodigy though I wasn't one. Someone even spread rumours that I took medications to concentrate. Little did he know that my amphetamines were my parents. Only Pravesh and I knew that I was a normal guy whose hard work was complemented by a huge amount of luck. At the end of 9th grade, I happened to shift my house near the school. My Dad had got a new job in another city nearby.
With the shifting of my house began the most beautiful period of my life. I got a bicycle. Morning journey to school was always in a haste. But the evenings were awesome. A slow walk with the group of friends that lived in the vicinity of the school. We would talk non sense all the way. Everyday we would play cricket in the ground nearby which was famous for the gang wars of our school. They regarded the ground as some battlefield. But I was never into fights. To be honest, I was scared of them. Days passed and I had started adapting. But my love for my angel never diminished. In fact it was growing day by day. Even a day without seeing her would be hell. I would be grumpy the whole day but no one ever knew why I was like that. No one in school ever did. If they had, things might have been different.
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