Mom Calls Me Jojo.

Head Full of Headaches.

I had started this story as one shot. Now, I am making it a long fiction.

Thanks to certain people. *sigh*

Thank you for forgiving the errors already.

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"What? Are you serious Sourav? Nisha, our Nisha spoke to a guy?" Kirti questions in bewilderment.

Nisha sits on the beanbag, totally irritated by their surprise filled 'what's.' If they do not' know, Sourav is a man for himself. If that does not make them fine, they should get themselves tested. Riya and Aarti kept staring at her for the whole day. It is not that she went on wanted, she definitely did; but the people behind that fuelled guts were those two and Sourav, definitely. By the reaction of Sourav, Nisha fits with surprise. Such silly games they play. Nisha rolls her eyes. He is behaving as if he warned Nisha from talking to Kabir.

Kabir Singh Rathode.

She is far from understanding what had happened along the phase they conversed. He seems to shift her mind in a different way. Sure, an idiot he is. The universal forces have produced a better idiot in comparison with the log heads she has seen in a while. She admits she has tried speaking to guys; they sat simply; expecting her to speak. Once when a guy said she is too perky; she threw water on his face and said 'his skin is perky now.'

He came for a fight with her, calling her abusive names. She stuffed his mouth with the food he ordered, and tihen she walked away. Kirti and Dolly slapped their heads as she told that story to them. They concluded none of the guys will set her tough girl character. Tough, mean, rugged, rude; she has heard it all. Now when they hear about Nisha approaching a man herself, they are flummoxed.

"That too, the famous Kabir Singh Rathode!"

Famous? Nisha scoffs in her mind. They should have seen his expressions when she threatened him with a knife, especially a nail cutter knife. He is good, a part of her heart says. They have conversed more than they should; she does not feel guilty about it, there is some calmness in the inside. There is something about it, she wishes to explore, on the same time she has confused thoughts.

"So what?" Nisha asks.

Pin drop silence floods the place.

Kirti, Suketu, Jwala, Umesh and Dolly open their mouth widely. They keep looking at her, Sourav smiles with an impossible nod. The gape stays still, infuriating Nisha to multiple levels.

"What?" Nisha asks, irked.

"What do you mean by what?" Dolly is surprised.

"What do you mean by so what?" Umesh utters, there is a possessive frown on his face. He cannot let his sister slip in the hands of a troublemaker.

Nisha sighs. These people make a small topic, a big gossip queen and king talk. Nisha should get used to it; but she does not feel like answering. She herself is unaware of what got inside her. The lightness implants a smile; a vivid heart throbbing smile, she is lucky enough to have this felt.

"You are smiling?" They all ask in unison, stellar shocked; agape with monstrously wide eyes. They beyond edge Nisha; their rattles does not make sense. The nuance from Sourav's words and now the way they observe Nisha makes her feel like she has jumped from another planet.

"What is wrong you all?" She is grumps.

"What is wrong with us?" Kirti touches her forehead, checking if she is suffering from some disease. Nisha scowls. She should have punched Sourav for telling this out. Her cousins are now fretting as if she has caught a disease that causes a pandemic.