Hello PrAjajans! Here is the first chapter update. Prologue to this is on Page 1 for all those who are yet to start reading, Its yet another weekend guys 😆 so enjoy some dancing 😉 and vote vote vote!!! Here's wishing everyone a very Happy Raksha Bandhan. It is a special day, as Rakhi is something that made Maharani Karnavati a Rajput, a sister to Humayun, a Mughal. Such strong is the bond of the dhaaga 😊 Okay, enough Gyann , Time for update! 😆
CHAPTER ONE:
Pratap was in a hurry. He didn't want to be late on his first day. This year a lot of new students were joining and being the school captain he had to make sure all the students were properly seated when the principal addressed the newcomers and welcomed them. Lost in his thoughts he was already in the hall room looking at the seats slowly filling up. He went to the volunteers ordering them what to do as soon as Principal Ma'am arrived.
" Pratap! There you are! " He turned around and it was his best friend Rohan. " I was looking all over for you!"
" Why?" He narrowed his eyes.
" Just see, there are a lot of new girls around!" Rohan seemed to be enjoying the view.
" Rohan, I have no time for that now, we will talk later." He shook his head.
" But..." Pratap rushed off... towards the corridor.
He had forgotten to instruct the volunteers to bring the welcome gifts for the newcomers. The gifts should be there before the convocation. Principal Ma'am had trusted him with the responsibility. As he rushed towards the storeroom, running through the empty corridor, a turn in the corner and CRASH!!!
" Sorry I ..." He looked at the girl, scared and confused, the sheets of paper she was carrying scattered everywhere. He sat down to pick them up, so did she. He stared at the girl's face, disturbed.
" Look what you have done! I have to arrange the whole lecture and... and now... I have to do it again." She complained.
" I was in a hurry, I am sorry." He quickly apologized. Her hair was neatly tied in a braid that hung from one side of her shoulder till her waist. Her school uniform (blue skirt and white shirt) was also very prim and proper. Must be a new comer... He thought. Then the last paper he handed her , he noticed the title " Speech to welcome newcomers" .
" You are not a new comer?" He asked surprised, wonder why he had never seen her before.
" Newcomer? No! Am a senior this year."
" Hey me too." They got up. " Hi am Pratap."
" Everyone knows you, Captain" she pointed at the badge with a smile.
" Wonder why I haven't seen you before."
" I am..."
" Ajabdeee????? Ajab??" A girl called out!
" Here!" She answered.
She gave him a smile and a nod as she walked away. He stood there watching as she met another girl in the corridor and both were giggling. Then he remembered " Gifts!!" He rushed off.
" What were you doing with Mr. Popular?" asked the curious eyes.
" I just bumped into him!" She shrugged.
" Lucky you!" Was a giggle.
" Stop it Phool!" She dragged her friend by the hand and rushed to the hall. " I heard there is a section change going to happen you know Ajab."
" Huh? This year? Why?"
" Well apparently some sections are having student accommodation probs so they are reshuffling."
As the convocations started, he was standing in a corner keeping an eye on the proceedings as the announcement caught his attention,
" Now we have the welcome speech from a student of class 12, please welcome your classmate, Ajabde Punwar."
His eyes shifted to the stage as she got up and touched the teacher's feet. In her clear tone, she started " Welcome to Meera High..."
He overheard two volunteers say, " This Ajab is so sweet." " Yes, a bit of behenji too unlike her Bff." His gaze shifted to her friend sitting in the front row beaming with pride.
" That's Phool Rathore. Heiress to Rathore Industries!" It was Rohan.
" So?" Pratap looked at him.
" You were eyeing her!"
" No I was not! I was looking at her coz..." He stopped.
Ajabde was getting down from the stage and their eyes met. She smiled at him. He smiled back with a little nod. Rohan, who was busy eyeing Phool, now said, " You were saying?"
" Nothing, lets go get our sections. It's on the notice board."
The new sections according to roll numbers were listed at the corridor. People flocked around the list hoping their friends were in the same section. Pratap and Rohan stood at a distance waiting for the crowd to disperse.
" Come with me Ajab, am really tensed!" Her name made him turn around. He saw Phool drag her by the hand towards the board. " We have been in the same class since forever, I can't live without you!"
Ajabde laughed, " Its just different sections Phool. Stop being a drama queen."
They went inside the crowd and came out giggling. " Yay, section A , same same!" As they went searching for the new section Rohan moved towards the list. He came back with a frown. " Me and you in different sections Bro!"
" What?" Pratap was surprised.
Principal ma'am had told him his section would remain same. He rushed to the list. Rohan... Section B. Pratap... Section A. He frowned. What will he do for a year in a class without Rohan?
Before they realized the bell rang and they had to rush to their classrooms. On reaching he found all the seats occupied, especially his favourite last benches. Damn am Late!
" You must be Pratap? Am Phool." The voice made him turn around. The familiar face stood facing him with a smile, her hair was done in a stylish ponytail and her nails were well manicured and painted. He couldn't help notice that this girl wore excess amount of Kajal to school. The classmates stood in awe witnessing their Popular captain interact with the school's most popular girl for the first time.
" Yes, I am. Hi." he was a little awkward with all eyes on them.
" You can sit with us." She declared.
" Excuse me?" He was a little taken aback.
" I noticed you were looking for a seat and ours can take in another person." She pointed at the three seater bench, two bags neatly kept, one pink another black. He saw this black one this very morning when he bumped into her. He looked around and there were no options left. He pushed the black bag to the middle and sitted himself. A buzz went across the classroom... Phool and Pratap??
Ajabde came in after meeting the principal and she found her bag in the middle, her best friend on one side, adoring her hairdo in the little mirror she carried and ... and ... who was that? Ajabde came to Pratap's side.
" Excuse me but this is my seat!"
He got up in a hurry, " Actually Phool..."
" He's sitting with us Ajab." Phool interrupted.
" What? Why?" She bit her tongue, it sounded rude, and he was looking at her .
" I should find another seat." He grabbed his bag.
" No No its okay." Ajabde stopped him, putting a hand on his brown bag. He looked at her, her eyes were almond shaped and dark brown.
" I will sit in the middle" Phool declared smiling at Ajab. Now, Ajab knew why. She smiled back and went to the other side. She could hear Phool ask him all sort of questions throughout the day... Where do you stay? What are your hobbies? What is your fav movie? Are you single? The last question caught Ajab's attention as he looked at Phool, a little shocked by these questions when they barely knew each other. Ajab hid a smile watching his face go all confused.
" Am Sorry Phool was such a pain today, she just loves to talk. And make new friends." Ajabde caught Pratap in the corridor at the break.
" Oh by talking you mean flirting?" He looked at her hands folded on either side, scrutinizing her.
" She is ...a bit immature." Ajabde confessed.
" Hence the Ms. Popular?" His words caught her attention as she looked up at his face... Phool used to call him Mr. Popular all the time!
" Am sorry, I shouldn't be saying like this, she is your friend, and she was really nice offering me the seat." She nodded with a shy smile. An awkward silence followed.
" Pratap!" Rohan called from behind and walked up behind him with a smile. " So you have already made new friends?" He was grinning.
" This is Ajabde, am I right with the name?"
" Yes Hi am Ajabde."
"Hi Ajabde! Mind if I ask you what the name means?" Rohan asked waving a hi.
" This is Rohan, my oldest buddy." Pratap introduced.
" Hi Rohan."
" Call me Ro!" She smiled as the guy tried to flirt in vain.
" My name means One with a Unique Soul, Ajab - Deh!" She explained. " And it's fine as everyone keeps asking this." She said the last part to Pratap who was opening his mouth to apologize for Rohan's over friendliness on day 1.
" Lets go..." Pratap dragged Rohan away. But before he went, he turned back with a smile as she nodded.
" Who is that guy?" Phool was curious.
" Pratap's friend."
" He's interesting!" She smiled.
" Ohh Phool stop it and no more questioning Mr. Popular!"
" Usne kuch kaha?" Phool was scared.
" No, am telling you."
Pratap was at the basket ball court as she walked past him, and his eyes caught her in the sideline smiling at Phool's chatter. She looked back with a smile.
Back in class, Phool decided to sit on the corner and see if Pratap comes to sit beside her. Pratap came in and smiled much to his relief as she was sitting in Ajabde's place. Ajabde who came last was caught off guard as the seat beside him was empty. He stood up to let her enter the seat. She sat and frowned at Phool who chose to ignore.
" Your speech was good." He broke the silence.
" Thank you. umm... so was your arrangements." She smiled.
As the final bell rang, She was getting in to Phool's car as she saw him get in to his, he smiled as eyes met. He smiled and waved a " Bye." Phool saw that with a smile as she got in and Ajabde nodded back with a smile. Pratap was in his car, smiling, as he recollected One with the Unique soul and headed home with a sigh. He didn't know why he wished to go back to school the next day eagerly.
Ajabde was in her room, keeping her speech papers as a smile formed her lips. Except Phool she hadn't talked with someone so freely in all these years. She was happy to know that Mr. Popular was Mr. Shy too, much to her relief! She was aware how much the girls drooled over him, and hovered around him. She was too scared to go anywhere near this guy since the day she knew him. But today she met a guy totally different from what she had always thought him to be. Unlike Phool, who was snobbish to new people and chose her friends, he was not only helpful but friendly as well. Strangely enough Ajab was looking forward to school the next day.
Edited by Suranya_Titli - 10 years ago
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