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It's been 20mins since Amrit has been sitting in class in her usual place next to henna. Due to all the rushing to get to class n settling down before the lesson started they hadn't had a chance to converse yet. Alothugh Henna had smiled when Amrit took up the seat beside her but Amrit had missed it as she was busy searching frantically through her bag desperate not to make eye contact. Losing her concentration first, verni distracted henna and Amrit whom were sitting in front. 'Nits aaj phir se nahi utthi class ke liye exams bhi mujhe Lagta hai ki sohte sohte dehgi'

Amrit wishes quietly that verni had shared the info before then she would have sat next to verni only. Unphased by vernis whispering henna is busy thinking about the bike ride to college and in a strange way how she'd actually had enjoyed it. It had been many years since she'd last sat on a motorbike. The last time had been with... her train off thought was forced to a sudden halt as she refused to think about the matter further. She told herself that the morning events were nothing other than a polite guesture on Hussain's part.

Yawning Donny buried his head in his arms. He began to think back to the day his dad had got him enrolled at college. He remembered the heated argument that had taken place over his future. As evident Donny's father had got his way and here Donny was sitting in an accounts and finance class. But Donny wasn't going to give in to his father's plans so easily. He'd always dreamt off an athletic career. He was amazing at most sports and was actually quite the celebrity because off his ability. Donny looked around the classroom in total boredom.

Saara was sat a few seats behind Donny. She also is disinterested in the lesson being taught and had only insisted on being enrolled in the same class as Donny for the pure pleasure off irritating him. She passed notes to the girls sitting around her and they giggled seeing the funny cartoon Saara had drawn off Donny. They amended the drawing by adding their own few touch namely hearts and kisses. Dreamily they look at Donny and sigh. 'oh please!' Saara muttered to herself rolling her eyes in dismay.

The girl he'd sat besides on the bus a couple of days back gives saara's friends an angry look as she makes a growling noise. Warning them with the wilting roses Donny unwillingly had to give up as she'd mistakenly sat on his bag. She'd been carrying them ever since that day and had been using them to mark her territory in the running to be Donny's girlfriend. The motto smiled to herself as the other girls looked away in envy. It's not long before saara bursted her bubble by mouthing 'not gonna happen!' The girls smile faded at the speed off lightening leaving Saara chuffed.

A while later Amrit, verni and henna are walking down the corridor. Heavily into a converstation with verni, henna doesn't notice Amrits attempts to go unnoticed by staying back a little and not joining in the converstation as much as usual. The more Amrit tries to pluck up her courage the more the devil over her left shoulder tells her it's best to keep quiet. Down the corridor they meet hussain. 'Hi ladies' he greets them with a dashing smile. It's not long before they strike up a lively conversation. Amrit excuses herself telling the others she forgot something in her locker. 'jaldi lehke aao hum yahin wait karte hai' verni calls out after her. Somehow nits has managed to drag herself out off bed and is finally at college. Nits join the group still half asleep.

'Ahem' a deep husky voice belonging to very friendly stranger comes from behind Amrit she swivels around to see who it is. To her surprise the worried look on her face turns into a welcoming smile. Stood behind her with his bag loosely slung over his shoulder is none other than Donny. 'Hi' Amrit says softly. 'Hey' Donny replies. Both engage in a polite conversation and again as before Donny ends up walking with her. 'Ek baat poochun?' Donny says straightening his sweater. 'Erm' unsure amrit takes the risk 'yes ask' 'Tum' I mean' tumhare dost'' stammers donny blushing gently. Amrit looks around quickly to see if her friends are in the scene but they're no where to be seen. 'Phew' she whispers to herself. Donny continues 'Tumhare dost nahi hai kya?' He finally manages to ask. A little surprises by her question she just stares at him for a while wide-eyed. 'Nahi I mean ki jabhi milte hain tum aise akele hi hoti ho' he tries to justify his concern. Amrit laughs nervously 'nahi actually they are just standing around the corner, mujhe bas locker se kuch lehna tha. Waise tum kyun mere paas aaye?' amrit says wondering why such a popular guy is talking to her all off a sudden.

'Actually, mujhe tumhara kuch waapis dehna tha' Donny turns to his side n reaches in his bag. 'maine toh aapko kuch diya hi nahi tha' Amrit looks on too see what Donny is talking about. Unable to find what he's looking for he ruffles through his bag. 'Kal jab mile the' aapka paper mere paas reh gaya tha'' digging heavily through his bag he doesn't notice Amrit jumping up and down with joy. 'yess notes mile gayeee' she exclaims with a huge sense of relief. Slowly Donny looks up, he gulps gently. 'Shayad ghar per reh gaya hai' he says slowly. The smile on Amrits face fades fast and Donny can't help but notice it. 'Woh actually meri ek dost ke notes the'' Amrit begins to explain, the worry returning to her face. He promises her he'll bring the paper tomorrow and not to worry. Just as he moves off Amrit sees Hussain standing behind.

'tum kya use jaanti ho Amrit?' Hussains curious mind begins to race once again. 'Haan ofcoz' she smiles. Before Hussain can question her futher, nits, verni and henna arrive. They drag amrit with them to next class. Hussain holds henna's hand and pulls her back towards him. 'Henna, mujhe kuch tumse poochna tha' he says almost about to explode. Feeling uncomfortable she loosens his grip on her. 'isse agla lesson art hai agar tum bhool rahe ho hussain. Wahan poora poora ghanta hoga tumhare paas mera sar khaane ke liye' acha baba?' not waiting for a reply she hurries off after the others. 'Late karwayega faltoo mein ab pata nahi aur kya kehna baaki hai' she talks to herself as she catches up with the others.

Slightly more relaxed after meeting Donny and finding that she had not lost hennas notes amrit hums gently to herself. Henna looks at her wondering what's with all the sudden mood shifts today. 'Amrit?' She interrupts as they take their seats 'kal wale notes copy hogaye?' Amrit does the nervous laugh she'd practiced all morning and to her surprise it came out pretty believeable 'main tum kal deh sakti hoon?' she smiled a huge unrefusable smile. 'yea sure' henna replies and gives a warm smile back 'maine kaunsa kaha tha mujhe abhi ke abhi waapis chahiye' she laughs at Amrits innocence.

As Donny walks through the corridor a poster advertising new football team signups catches his eye. He walks towards it to take a better look. 'all new freshmans show off ur football skills this Wednesday at 4pm. Team selection will take place too.' Donny gathers the information one by one from the short captions on the flyer. 'ah what the heavens yaad toh rehna hai nahi' he looks right n left before pulling the flyer off the wall n shoving it into his bag 'Much better, iss team ka captain main hi banunga.'

Soon enough the morning comes to an end. 'phew, aaj ka din khatam hone ko nahi aa raha.' Amrit pointed out as they all walked to the canteen. Nits eased the mood 'lunchtime, best time off the day. Sleep ke baad food hi best hai.' It wasn't long before Nits and Amrit had opened up their imagainary kitchens and were deep in conversation about all the food they felt like having. 'Not meaning to burst your huge appetite ke itne bade bubbles, lehkin humari canteen mein yeh sab kahan milega?' Henna shook her head picking up a tray at the canteen. The others followed with a huge sigh.

Donny excuses himself from where he and his friends are sat having lunch. The next period was sociology for Donny. A class he'd wanted to drop since the first week. Today was the last date to collect and submit requests for class changes and as usual Donny had left it until last minute. He made his way to the administration office where the lady informed him off the classes that still had room for more students. He stood and looked at the list for a while skimming through to see what caught his eye.

Hussain has finally caught a moment alone with Henna as they made their way to art class. Making idle light hearted conversation he thinks to himself how to begin to ask her about her possible boyfriend. 'Henna' he begins softly 'kya tumhe koi' pasand hai' he watches her intently as his voice trails off. She gives him a wried look like he's crazy. 'Two nil. You're still acting just as crazy as you were in the morning.' She enters the classroom without answering his question. 'arre nahi' main seriously pooch raha hoon' he calls making his way after her.

Lesson soon begins and Hussain waits impatiently for the teacher to finish explaining the objective of today's session. 'Abhi jab drawing karenge tabhi ache se sab pata lagana hoga' he thinks to himself. Much to his disappointment the art teacher volunteers Henna to be the model for the session. A little shy and embarrassed she leaves her seat and makes her way to the centre. The teacher hands her an umbrella and tells her to strike a nice pose. 'ok'.' Henna manages to squeak nervously. The charcoal in Hussains hand snaps as he looks on. He quickly switches seats to ensure he is sitting at the canvas directly facing henna. She laughs at him and he in turn shines a dashing smile that makes her blush even more. Others settle around at the canvas' that have been placed in a neat circle.

Just outside in the corridor Donny walks to his classroom hoping that this would be the last lesson of sociology that he'd attend. He stops abruptly at the classroom door. Much to his surprise the sociology teacher is not there' instead it's none other that Ms. Lovely stepping in. She most probably took the extra class knowing Donny would be there. 'Oh God! Yeh yahan bhi!' Donny quickly covers his face and dives out off the doorway back into the corridor.