SITHARA POV
 
So today is the first day at my new school, and honestly? I don't know what to do ? Phewww!

“What do you mean ‘don't know what to do ?' go and get ready!”

Thinking who just said that ?
Well, that's my inner voice —a certified drama queen who never misses a chance to taunt or roast me. She exists solely to make my life harder.
But no worries — I never miss a chance to shut her down either. Hehehehe 😉.
Let me answer her.

“For your kind information, I'm already standing in front of the school.”

Woah. Feeling proud of myself.😌

“Jii madam , toh sirf khade mat rahiye... Andar bhi jaaiye.”

Phewww! Yeh kabhi nahi sudhregi. Yeh nahi kabhi pyaar se bol le.
Never mind. Let's grace this school with my presence.
 
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AUTHOR POV
 
She started walking inside the school, scanning her surroundings.

Her thoughts: “Oh god ! Itna makeup ? School mein aaye hai ya shaadi mein ?
Leave it , Sithara. Just focus on your day.
What focus yaar! Jahan dekho wahan yeh makeup wali chudails ghoom rahi hai.
BM ne kaha phasa diya mujhe ? Kaunsa ghatiya school dhundh ke admission karwa diya ?
You know what ? Let's bunk . That's better.😌”
 
She was walking While plotting her escape when—bam! —she bumped into someone. Her thoughts paused, and she looked at the person she collided with.
It was a boy. He was picking up his scattered things from the ground.

Still looking down, he spoke rudely —

Boy : “Can't you see where you're walking?”

Sithara : “You know... I could ask you the same.”

He looked up , raising a brow.

Boy :  “Really?”

Sithara : “Of course! You bumped into me. So clearly you weren't paying attention either.”

(She pointed a finger at him. )
He stood up and scratched his head.

Boy : “You're new here, aren't you?”

Sithara : “Yup.”

He nodded.

Boy (thinking) : That explains her behaviour towards me.

Boy : “Which section are you in ? ”

She blinked. He raised his brows.

Sithara : “I... don't know. Hehehe.”

He looked at her ,clearly amused.

 Sithara : “What ? Don't look at me like that. Aankhein phod dungi. ”

( She raised her fist threateningly.)
He raised both hands in surrender, smiling.

Boy : “At least check your class.”

Sithara: “Well , I am Super lazy for that.”

( He shook his head and held out his hand.)

Boy : “Give me your phone.”

She handed it over instantly.
He looked even more surprised now.

Boy : “At least ask why I asked for it. You just gave it like—boom! What if i stole your personal info, huh ?”

Sithara gave him a weird look.

Sithara : “Apni shakal dekhi hai ? Bade aaye chori karne wale.”

(He laughed running a hand through his hair.)

Boy : “So i look good ? So good that you can't even imagine me as a theif?”

Sithara: “Exactly.”

(His smile widened. For a moment. )

Sithara: “Chor se bhi battar hai tumhari shakal.”

( He looked mildly offended. )

Boy : “Listen you're cute, that's why I'm letting this go . Otherwise—”

Sithara ( stepping closer ) : “Otherwise what ?”

( He stared at her , surprised by her guts. )

Boy (thinking) : Woah . What audacity this cute little girl have. Cute , sassy , fearless. Interesting.

Boy : “Forget it . Let me check your class — before you embarrass yourself more.”

Sithara : “Oye ! Are you taunting me ?”

Boy : “Anyway, your class is in that way... wait. what are you doing in that section? You should be in my section! Oh no...”

Sithara : “What now?”

Boy : “That's the worst section in the school.”

Sithara : “Oye ! Don't you dare insult my section. Warna I'll dip my fist in the red chilli powder and punch you straight in the eyes.”

( He wanted to laugh but held it in. )

Boy : “Your threats are as entertaining as you.”

( He smiled. )

Boy : “I'm Shaurya Khurana. Nice meeting you.”

(She snatched her phone back.)

Sithara : “Wish I could say the same... But never mind.”

( She walked off . )

Shaurya: “ At least tell me your name ! ”

( She turned)

Sithara: “And why would I ?”

Shaurya: “I told you mine.”

Sithara : “I didn't ask.”

Shaurya: “Now that's rude . I didn't even offend you.”

Sithara : “You couldn't even if you tried.”

( She walked off. Shaurya kept watching her , amused. )

Shaurya (shouting) : “It's okay I will call you cutie. My cutie.”

( She ignored him and continue walking.)
He smiled to himself.

Shaurya: “But what is she doing in Section E ...?
Nevermind. I 'll get her transferred. E section doesn't deserve such a cutie.”

He smiled evilly.

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