Okies here's the first chapter! The name for this story is temporary, so as the story goes on, if anyone can think of a better one, I'm all ears!
Chapter 1 - Just a Piece of Paper
Aw man, can't believe I failed again. Actually.. Maybe I can. Hehe. But oh no, I can't go home with this test, mama ko kis moo se dikhaongi? Like, 'yeh lo mama.. I only got like a 30, your daughter's one smart cookie, Huh."
Ugh, what am I gonna do?! Frustrated, she scrunched up the piece of test paper in her hands into a round paper ball, aggravated with the results.
"Who needs school anyway?!" She rhetorically asked herself as she threw the paper ball backwards in the air. She could care less where that trash went now, walking forwards to go home.
However, little did she know that that paper ball would lead to the one man who would change her life as she knew it altogether.
The paper ball flew in the air behind her in a projectile motion fashion, and bounced off a black-haired male head, who was wearing black-tinted aviators on his eyes, a calm expression displayed on his face before...
"Hey, watch it choodi ki dukaan!" The man said, grabbing the paper ball into his hand after it bounced off his suave black head of hair.
Sakshi immediately turned around towards the male voice, surprised at his sudden outburst. Oh, Sakshi you're such a klutz! She mentally lamented to herself. "Oh sorry!" She called out to him, but then saw him with HER scrunched up test paper.
"A 30?" He questioned aloud sakshi's IQ as he read the red pen digits on the top right corner of the now crumbled up paper, creases now visible all throughout the page. "Admirable," he muttered.
Sakshi let out a huge girly scream upon the man's reaction at her test paper. "Aaahh!" She couldn't believe he was actually looking at her test paper - didn't he have any manners at all? She grew apprehensive on the man's growing interest with her paper.
"Tum uh, aisi hi bewakoof ho, ya are you just plain lazy?" He rhetorically asked her in a mocking manner, his eyes wandering up and down her figure. He turned the paper around so the big fat digits "30" were visible for her to see from far away.
Angered that someone was actually invading her privacy, she stormed up to the man, furious that he had the nerve. "Oh why you--!"
She hastily snatched the paper from his hands so he could no longer judge her (too late for that), "ugh give me that! Tumhari himmat kaise hui mera test paper dekh ne ki!" She yelled at him as she turned right around from him and proceeded to walk in the opposite direction.
Huffing and puffed, she continued to storm and walk forward, her paper crunched in her hand. "How dare he! What a jerk calling me 'choodi ki dukaan'! Agar maine usse sabak nahi sikhaiya toh mera naam bhi sakshi nahi!" She angrily muttered to herself as she continued to walk away, but then her footsteps slowed down to a stop as she turned around to peer at the man she just bitterly encountered,
"Phir bhi. Cute toh hai," she said with that oh so familiar lilt in her voice.
Arjun watched as the miffed girl angrily strode down the street away from him. He took off his aviators from his eyes in a slow and charming fashion, and gazed at her as she slowly disappeared into the street.
Hmm... Something about that girl, he mused to himself.
Chapter 2:
Justice is Served
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