FLORAISON

Chapter-1》

And his dark-brown eyes filled with passion, passion to have me, passion to kiss me, could look through mine, so deep as if he could see right through my soul, And as we were about to share our first passionate kiss, he screamed at me "Avya.. Avyaa...AVYAAA...." but in a female voice.

"What???" I cringed at the moment and then suddenly a realization hit me. "Wait its not him screaming", I exclaimed to myself.

"Avya.. AVYA....AVYAA...." - The voice gets closer,clearer and louder and then "BAAAAMM!!" something hits me in the face hard but felt like a pillow and throws me back into my real and boring WORLD.

"GET UP! GET UP NOW! You're gonna be late for your first day and an.."

"Mum.. Good Morning", I groaned stoping her in the mid sentence. "What time is it?" I curiously asked.

"Its 7 AM and I don't want you to be sloppy on your first day,now get out of bed and get dressed." the tall, middle aged, tan skinned woman i.e., my Mum stated.

My mum has always been very uptight about schedules, And she is the kind of a woman who is always right and also knows that she is. In the past 16 years I have had a very intense and complex relationship with her. As any other Indian mom I guess, she controls almost every aspect of my life.

This long, curly hair hazel-eyed woman sitting on my bed works as a teacher in my old school WoodsLane Education Centre(WLEC) and in a way she always kept an eye on me there. Therefore, when all my friends had fun and bunked classes, I was just there always being scrutinized.

BY THE WAY..
Hi!!I totally forgot to introduce myself, well I am Avya Rathore and incase you didn't notice I am waayy too big on dreams. My life is pretty boring but I hope it changes from today. Its my first day at BirdsEye High School(BEHS) and Until today I have never really known what freedom feels like. Well mostly freedom from being under my mum's eyes.

In my old school I was always that "geeky chashmish girl" sitting in the last bench alone and just looking from the outside in the inside.Also had a bunch of selfish friends who are now most definitely out of my life. Its time when I will be making new friends and starting a new life.Goshh!! I am so darn EXCITED!! But first things first lets give you a little more insight on my life.

When I first joined school in WoodsLane, I was kind of a filmy kid who thought that my life is another unreal world of bollywood where I am the lead actress and there is a hero in my personal movie. I very vividly remember my first day at WLEC which is very weird considering I was only 3 but honestly I remember it only because it was the first day I saw him.. "HIM".

A small, fair skinned, cute, brown-eyed and little chubby another 3 year old named Yuvraj Saxena. I know a little too pretentious name for a 3 year old boy.I remember trying to become friends with him but unlike those rom-coms he seemed to really dislike me for some reason and it was I think in 2nd standard when we both became best of buddies.

I, Yuvi and Sasha we were literally inseperable. It took me a while to realize that Sasha and Yuvi were more than just friends. I think by standard seven they made it public and are still so in love. Seeing them together and happy should be painful but I never felt like that. I am really really happy for them and everyday as the day goes by, I do pray for them to remain together.

Sasha Jain, is a brown to tan skinned curly-dark haired girl with dark eyes. She was the only one who knew about my feelings for Yuvi for the first time ever but she still dated him which told me a lot about the kind of person she was and once she also offered me an apology which I shrugged off by saying she has nothing to apologize for, as she only followed her heart. I guess they did have a pretty cute, strong and intense relationship.

Also over the years my relationship with Yuvi changed dramatically. We were strong, very strong friends as kids and we always bonded over our moms sharing the same name "Rewa" and practically being the same people only in different bodies but I kind of loved his mother more than mine mostly because she was really cool about him seeing someone. His Dad was not though. Mr. Shivam Saxena was a successful business man and was a very strict father. Yuvi didn't really have a very good relationship with him and as time passed by our friendship just fell apart but my feelings never really dissappear. For a long time I wished it could, but it never did. I remember the last day of WLEC too because it was when this realization of never ever being able see him again hit me. We could have stayed friends but I wanted to move on and stop this one sided shit. I cried for a month straight and I still don't have any idea if I am over him yet.

In WLEC, I and Sasha got much more closer that I was close with Yuvi. We bonded over boys and hot gossips in school. Sasha was one of the most talked about girl in the school. She was very popular among teachers and students and the same goes for Yuvi. I on the other hand was the opposite. I was so shy, quiet and almost always kept to myself unless my friends were around.

To be honest, I always felt like I am this person just watching from the outside as the events unfolded infront of me. I didn't use to be this silent or quiet. I was quite a happy and joyful kid but things in my life are way too complicated.I was always a tall and too old for my age kind of kid. I was fully developed by the age 13 but if I were any other girl, I would definitely have flaunted my body or something but that year something inside me changed.

That summer my aunt Mrs. Sanvayi Rathore was visiting us with both her kids Disha Rathore who is 4 years older and Prince Rathore 2 years older than me. My cousins are very friendly and good people or I guess I just thought so...

Prince was the closest I had to an older brother. But what happened next that summer scarred me for life in ways I never imagined.

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