Forbidden Territories

Chapter 10

Osama's POV
I park my bike and buckle the helmet at the back and start to make my way out of the parking shed. A dull green grey Land Rover Defender zooms past me missing me by inches.
"Oye! Watch where you going!" I angrily yell.
The beast of a car halts and the door swings open as a girl steps out. She's clad in a light grey shirt with a black leather jacket and ripped boyfriend jeans.Oversized shades cover her eyes.I look away from the girl to my side as I don't find it appropriate to stare at her.
"What's your problem?" she asks uninterestedly as she halts in front of me.
"What's my problem?? Do you even know how to drive! You could've run me over" I hiss.
"My bad. Sorry" she nonchalantly says before going back to her car .

"Forget it Sam don't bother with these people" somebody slaps my back slightly but I don't have to turn around to know who it is.
I look to my right and see the dark haired dark eyed familiar face of my best friend.Aryan Raut was the definition of charming. He was tall and nicely built but had this boy next door aura surrounding him, always ready to help coupled with that warm smile which had girls falling for him. It's been two years since I know Aryan we'd met on the first day of college.

We were making our way to the main college building when we heard some commotion coming from the basketball court area.Most of the students started running there to see what was going on.

"What's going on?" Aryan questioned to no one as he started walking in the direction of the basketball court and I followed.
There was a huge crowd and we managed to push ourselves among the people as we came to the front.  A shocking sight awaited us.
A thin lanky guy with glasses stood at a corner weakly as a bunch of kids were throwing basketballs at him quite forcefully that too. He shielded his head and face with his arms as he tried to run in the little space available.
The kids were obviously the rich and popular kids who were bullying the kid and among them I could see the same girl who was about to kill me this morning,
"Who is that? And Who are these people?" I question to the guy on my left.
"He's Shashank Mistry from first year and thats Naina Mahajan, her boyfriend Harsh,his twin brother Agastya, and thats Ashish and the one beside him is Rajeev" came the reply.
Naina Mahajan, was the daughter of Shrikant Mahajan a local politician. Being rich and spoilt was something the girl clearly was and was infamous in college for having a reputation. But that didn't mean our college was like one of those Karan Johar films where the rich and bratty got away. There was a reason why it was considered a prestige to study in St Arthur's Institute and one of that was it had a clear image. Rules were set in stone and misconduct was not tolerated.

"I am going to the supervisor's office" I exclaim determined as I push the strap of my bag over my shoulder.

"What? Seriously bro don't get into this thing.." Aryan remarked.

"What do you mean? The guy's clearly getting bullied and we just let them get away with it?" I retort fuming.

"Forget it yaar lets just walk away.." Aryan says

"Ok fine you walk away I'll go on my own" I say as I start to walk towards the main building.
I hear a sigh before I see footsteps joining me .

I knock on the huge brown door before I hear a authoritative "Come in". Seated on chair behind a huge black table was our Principal Lucius Crowe. He was a big guy with graying hair and a beard. Clad in dark grey pants , a white shirt under a grey waistcoat while  a pair of sleek glasses rested over his nose. He had his eyes buried in some files as he just nodded without looking at us as we entered.His office complemented his demeanour with its black and grey furniture. A wall of glass behind him made for sufficient light to enter the space and made the room just the proper bright.   The lawn of our college where it meets the main road was visible from there. A short wide table was placed at one side of the room and had a long L-shaped couch across it. A miniature plant in a cute round vase rested over the table.On the other side of the room was a huge book shelf filled with numerous books on various topics.

"Good morning Sir" Aryan and I say in unison.
"Yes Mr Khan and Mr Raut? What's the issue here ?" He finally makes eye contact with us.
I and Aryan exchange a glance before we speak again.
"Sir it seems like someone is being bullied in the basketball court.." I start to say.
"Who is it?" Our principal questions with a raised brow.
"Shashank Mistry from first year.." Aryan states.
"And Shashank is being bullied by whom?" He questions one again.
"Naina Mahajan and her friends" I respond.
He gets up from his seat and grabs the coat from the back of his chair and puts it on.
"Come with me" he orders as he starts to leave and we follow him.
The supervisor gets up from his place and starts to walk along the principal and signals two guards to join us too.
We start to make our way towards the basketball court.

As we reach the entrance of the area we can see the crowd still lingering there, in fact its more bigger than before. As soon as the kids spot the principle they split on either sides to make way. A few laughs are heard as we get closer to the bully scene.
Naina and her friends were stood on one side while a crouched Shashank holding his stomach lay on the ground, his glasses now shattered to bits beside him.
The pin drop silence make the rich kids look our way. While Naina , Harsh and Agastya looked unaffected , Ashish and Rajeev look as if they've seen a ghost.

"All of you come to my office right now" our principle commands and then signals the guards to take Shashank to college nurse.
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