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CHAPTER 9

|NAINA|

Oh my god! I think I went through a million emotions in just a minute. Do people like him really exist?? Damn it he was tall, muscular and damn those smoldering grey eyes. No one I mean no man has ever looked at me like that ever. He was the definition of perfection, a Greek god to be more specific.

In my lifetime I barely got any attention from the opposite gender because of how I looked. Like I mentioned before I don't have a perfect body or look like a model I'm more on the chubbier side. Which is totally cool but men don't usually look at me. But that one encounter made me feel like I'm the most beautiful woman out there.

I know how much I have struggled with my body image. It wasn't easy to accept myself and be happy with who I am. Took a lot of courage, it was mentally and physically draining but I learned to love myself.

Not everyone understands the kind of battles that I had to fight. Being the bigger kid in your class is never easy. Sure Neena and Isha were always there but it was still hard. Especially when they check your weight in front of the whole class and the way everyone looks at you with that disgusted look or that look of pity. I absolutely hated it. People make fun of you all the time, the murmurs and the taunts were never easy to endure. Having to wonder all the time if you looked fat in this dress or maybe this dress is not for you cause you will look fat. All of this was really exhausting.

I never felt good about myself for a very long time but one day I just couldn't take it anymore this constant self loathing it was mentally degrading. That's when I decided I don't give a fuck what people think about me. If I'm happy with myself then that more than enough.

I did lose weight but like I said I don't have a perfect hourglass figure. I am curvy but very happy just the way I am. I don't give a flying fuck or care what other people think about me. They don't know me to judge me by just looking at me.

So I was surprised when he looked at me like that. Surprised would be an understatement. I just can't get those beautiful grey eyes out my head. I want to scream and tell the world how happy I am. I'm recalling all of this while sitting in the car that was sent by the orphanage to pick us up.

We were about to hire a cab outside the airport just when we saw a man smiling and holding a pluck card with our names on it. After a bunch of questions and loads of verification and confirmation that we were the ones that are supposed to be picked up then and only then did we load our luggage into the trunk of the car.

It wasn't a big car. So you can imagine as usual we fought like cats and dogs to decide where we can sit. The diver looked at us like we were insane. It was quite evident that he was annoyed and losing his patience.

Finally after another 10 minutes of fighting and arguing Isha decided to sit at the front while Neena and I sat behind. Initially all of us planned to sit at the back but because we were super grumpy and moreover it would have been super uncomfortable. We would be squished hence she in the front seat and the two of us behind.

The very moment the car ride started all of our phones pinged together indicating that our parents had texted us. They had made a freaking What's app group with all of us and them as the members, also made us promise that we would send them updates regularly. In spite of our consistent pleadings and what not. This was one of their conditions, but it's definitely better than them tracking us or calling us every 10 minutes. That would have been embarrassing.

All the three of the looked at the message. It was from Isha's mom, it read " All of you have fun but not too much fun. Especially you Isha if you do decide to have fun please use protection. I'm too young to become a grand mother".