Part 1
I'm not really a morning person, in fact the whole waking up 'bright and early in the morning' thing doesn't make sense to me oh and the 'good morning' really gets to me. I mean what's so good about the morning? The very act of getting up early makes it a bad morning. Like I said I'm not really a morning person as opposed to my sister Anjali who is up at the crack of dawn doing yoga and God know what.
Me I like to sleep in, in fact I'm usually late for class and when someone does manage to wake me up, well let's just say they don't stick around for the reaction. Today is no different, in my semi conscious state, I can hear Anjali droning on and on about how I'm going to get late and that it's already 9:30. Blah blah blah… Wait WHAT? Sh*t I'm late. I got up with a jerk and ran to the bathroom, mumbling under my breath.
Anjali: It's about time. You better make a run for it if you want to reach uni. on time. Mumbling under my breath about the pain of waking up damn early, I took a quick shower in record time, threw on a halter top and denim skirt and rushed out to my car.
My car is the current love of my life, who needs guys when you have a limited edition 2007 individual BMW M6 convertible? I jumped in and sped off towards NYU, getting a speeding ticket in the process. I arrived there in 15 minutes flat.
Someone: WOW! I can't believe you made it, on time too.
Me: Me neither! I moved forward and greeted my best friend Rahul. He's the resident genius and a flirt by nature but a true gentleman nonetheless, one of the few left in the world. Wonder what his mom was thinking when she named him Rahul. I mean the very name spells out flirt like SRK in KKHH, 'Rahul, naam tou suna hoga'so can there be any doubt as to the origin of his nature. But nevertheless he is one of a kind (thank GOD) and a gem of a person.
Rahul: Shall we? He asked offering me his arms. See what I mean? A one of a kind true gentleman. I hooked my arm through his and the two of us made our way to class where I sat down next to Muskaan who had saved us a seat and judging by the look on her face I could tell she was bursting with some new gossip. Totally ignoring my pleasant hello (HOW RUDE OF HER) she grabbed my arm and asked;
Muskaan: So did you see him?
Me: Who?
Muskaan: the new guy on campus Armaan Malik. GOD Ridzie he the cutest, hottest, sexiest guy I have ever laid my eyes on.
I stared at her. That was it. She wanted to tell me about some guy who had caught her fancy. BORING! She launched into a descriptive tale about her encounter with the new guy on campus…What was his name again…Err Armaan something. She droned on and on about how hot he was blah blah Yawn! Like I'm interested. I zoned out during the whole lecture and finally came out of my trance when the bell rang. That's my cue I grabbed my bag and ran out of the class. I can't stand the stifling environment in the classroom, the deafening silence, the feeling of boredom, of oppressiveness. I was standing at the steps contemplating on what to do when my stomach gave a loud rumble. (Embarrassing much?) Rahul grinned.
Rahul: Skipped out on breakfast again?
Me: DUH! I am so hungry! Need food!
Rahul: Let's go to the cafeteria then.
Me: I cannot move. Need food now. I jumped up and got onto Rahul's back. Give me a piggy back ride.
Rahul: Are you crazy?
Me: Please Raool? I made a face, the one I usually make when I want something and get refused
Rahul: Not that look again! Fine he conceded knowing he was defeated. With great difficulty he made his way towards the cafe while I hung at his back chatting unconcerned. To say that we looked weird would be an understatement. Judging by the looks we were getting from all around us I could say we looked like aliens from another planet. Finally we made it to the caf and Rahul dumped me on the steps unceremoniously.
Rahul: Dude you are so heavy! Riddhima really think you ought to lose some weight. Catching to look on my face he froze. No one absolutely no one makes fun of my weight and I guess he understood the look cause he started running.
Me: yea you better run! Just wait till I'm done with you! I said as I chased after him, he was within my grasp when THUD!! I collided in to someone knocking him off balance and the two of us were on the floor, him on top of me.
I opened my eyes to find myself gazing into raven black ones of who I can only describe as a Greek God! Man the guy was HOT! He must be the new guy Muskaan was telling me about. Wow talk about sexy. The word hot doesn't even begin describing him…he's hotter than hot, hotness personified…you get the idea.
I have no idea how long I lay there gaping at him. The guy smirked and got up and I finally snapped out of it, and looked up to find a 100 or so pair of eyes peering down at us. Just then Rahul came forward, grinning like chimpanzee
Rahul: You ok? He asked
Me: I think I broke something. I extracted my cell phone from my pocket. Only my brand new cell. Great! How do I explain a broken cell phone to my dad? One he got me a week ago. This cannot get any worse can it?
I looked around for the guy but he had dispersed, without even saying sorry! UGH! I hate male chauvinist just wait till I see him again… hmm I can't wait to see him again..
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