Ineffable

19 | BOW DOWN TO THOSE DUNKIN' ROUND BISCUITS

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Iris

The whole day, on the thirteenth, was soothingly calm and silent. I didn't go to school—punishment for being out late at night. Oh yes, I got grounded via video call with my parents directly from London.

It was worth it, really. 

Everything was just the same except the long talk with (my favorite) Aunt Gabriella which turned out to be the best thing of the whole day.

Alyssa and Colt came home and got me a bucket of vanilla ice cream with cherries on top to make my mood better but it was, already; it was better than all the seven times this day had arrived.

But, the starting of today was oh-so-bad.

I got my period. Period.

...that was bad, I'm sorry.

That is not the only thing. The dance fest is tomorrow—cue stressful music in the background.

Last but not the least, Daisy irritated me to death to make me go out of the house or at least get off the couch. I curse her that she gets my period pain for the rest of her life and I get none. 

I know it is too much to ask but, please Lord, she needs to stop annoying me. 

Right now, I realize walking in the supermarket is the most random thing Adi has decided to do. I remember like fifteen minutes ago, I saw Adi's car passing by and all he told me, then, "Hop on, we are going somewhere."

"Isn't randomness amazing?" Adi says to me and winks at some girls passing by behind me.

"Why are we here, Aditya?" I ask, rolling my eyes. 

"Woah, calm down, the caller of my full name," He says and pulls out a long list. "We are shopping—oh wait it is in Hindi. Wow, Ma, what a good way to get me back to Hindi?"

I squint my eyes at the letters. "Never tried to learn Hindi...I know Spanish, Tagalog, and English, like entirely, and some words of Korean," I tell him.

"I know French and Portuguese, apart from Hindi and English," He says, getting a shopping cart. "Oh, fun fact. Actually, my mother tongue is Tamil, but since I have practically lived my life in the northern part of India, I am more fluent in Hindi."

I look at him, confused. "I know there are a lot of languages in India but..."

Adi gives me a guilty expression. "Sorry but if I go on teaching you the dynamics of that, it will take more than six months."

"Okay...so later?" I give him a hopeful expression and he laughs, agreeing. "Do you know any words of Tamil?" I ask him after he tells me to get a pack of Skittles. 

Of course, Skittles exist on that shopping list.

Adi thinks, pouting visibly. "Except swear words, nothing."

"Obviously," I say, rolling my eyes. "So, Adi, is it weird that I have known you for sixteen days twenty-two hours, fifty-nine minutes and—"

"That long, huh?" He looks at me, wide-eyed, as he puts three different packets of cereals more.

"Yeah..." I nod my head. "So, tell me facts about you. Also, that's a lot of cereals for breakfast."

He gives me a weird look. "Who said that they are for breakfast only?"