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"The Queen was a great reformer ( student's cough) She ushered in many reforms (cough, cough) in England during her regime (cough, cough, cough) ahem.................many reforms (cough) including reforms (cough) in currency (cough, cough). Miss Bhushan are you ok?" Professor Burton turned to Nupur glaring at her for interrupting him. All eyes in class turned to Nupur who smiled sheepishly and coughed somemore.

"Yes Sir *cough cough* sorry" Nupur said trying to supress a cough.

"Maybe you should go see the nurse" Professor Burton suggested.

"No sir *achoo* I am fine, carry on *cough*" Nupur mumbled stuffing a handkerchief under her nose.

"Miss Bhushan, I cannot teach with you sitting their coughing at my every sentence, I advise you to go see the nurse, now" Professor Burton said sternly.

Feeling embrassed Nupur got up but wavered a little and Gunjan got up to support and keep her in balance. "Nupur what happened?" Gunjan asked concerned. Nupur just shook her head and rubbed her forehead as she leaned on Gunjan for support. "Miss Gupta take Miss Bhushan to the nurse and see that she gets proper treatment and rest, you both are excused from my class, take the notes from your friends later and see me if you have any problems" Professor Burton ordered waving them off. "Yes Sir" Gunjan answered and supporting Nupur went out of the class.

As soon as they were out Nupur stood up straight and made a run for it. Gunjan watched Nupur's retreating back in surprise wondering what the hell just happened and ran after her. With immense difficullty Gunjan caught up with Nupur. Out of breath she shouted at Nupur,"What do you think you are doing? I thought you were sick, the nurse's room is the other way". Without slowing down Nupur shouted back,"I was acting, those drama classes last year finally came into use". Gunjan looked at Nupur who smirked at her in delight,"Where are you going, you crazy girl?". "To the gymnasium, the game, have you forgotten? Samrat's game, remember?" Nupur said as if it was the most natural and obvious answer. "All this was for the stupid game?" Gunjan shrieked trying to keep up with Nupur. "Hey its your boyfriend's game, I thought you would be more grateful" Nupur answered staring at Gunjan and still trying to run. "Then why the hell are you going?" Gunjan questioned although she knew the answer already.

Nupur became quiet and concentrated on her running while Gunjan decided to let it go for now. After all she had got her out of Burton's class and saved her from Samrat's wrath. After a long run the gymnasium finally came into view and Gunjan and Nupur turned left to go directly to the boy's locker. Opening the door with a bang they finally came to a halt and rested their body on opposite walls trying to regain their breathing. The locker room was mostly empty except for two players who looked up at the loud sound of the door opening and were now watching the heaving girls in amusement.

"You ran???" Mayank teased trying to hide a chuckle, his eyes twinkling.

Nupur looked up and glared at him as Mayank burst into laughter while Samrat and Gunjan watched the pair in anticipation. "Ya well nobody did it for you, you dolt, it was all for Samrat" Nupur said rudely. Samrat and Gunjan smacked their foreheads mentally even as Mayank stopped laughing and his face turned grim when he looked at Nupur. Giving her his best death glare he walked away banging the door after him. Nupur kicked the wall in frustration and exited the locker room in a huff.

Samrat and Gunjan looked at each other and sighed. "Well that could have gone badly" Samrat joked but stopped when he looked at Gunjan's angry face. Walking upto her, he held her hands in his own and kissed them,"Thanks for coming, it means a lot to me" he whispered to her. "You should thank Nupur, I almost did not make it, if it would not have been for her I would still be listening to Burton" Gunjan replied smiling at him. "Fine, I will thank her after she kills Mayank, hahaha" Samrat laughed winking at her. "Samraaaat, shut up and all the best, now go" Gunjan said kissing him on his forehead and turning to go.

"See you after I win this game chashmish" Samrat called out after her. Gunjan just shook her head at him and blew him a kiss as she turned to leave.

2 hours later, with the winning cup in their hands Samrat and Mayank were carried on the shoulders of their team mates as they celebrated their victory. Gunjan and Nupur sat in the crowd cheering them and clapping vigirously. After the team left to clean up, both of them got up to get ready for the victory dance in the evening. Gunjan and Nupur were in their dorm room contemplating what to wear when Nupur burst into Gunjan's room, with two dresses. "Ok choose, this one or this one?" Nupur asked holding both the dresses against her body for Gunjan to decide. "Ummm, I think the left one, the colour definitely suits you more" Gunjan answered. Nupur beamed at her and turned to leave when Gunjan stopped her,"Wait wait wait, now my turn, the red shoes or the black ones???". "Which dress are you wearing?" Nupur asked as she looked at the shoes, Gunjan held up her dress,"Ahh, go for the black one, you have already worn the red shoes with this dress once". "Thanks yaar" Gunjan answered and started getting ready.

Sometime later both of them entered the function hall looking around for famaliar faces. While walking through the crowd somebody bumped into Nupur,"Oh I am sorry Miss, I was not watchi.................." Nupur looked up when she heard the voice and came face to face with Mayank who looked just as surprised as she did. Mayank stared at Nupur in awe, she was wearing a white strapless dress with her hair in a loose bun and a few locks falling out over her face. He had a sudden desire to run his hand over her face and then gently put the locks of hair behind her ear. Nupur shifted nervously under Mayank's scrutiny. "Nu..........Nupur?" Mayank asked huskily. Nupur looked up at him and then immediately bowed her head down when she met his gaze. "You...................you............look......................." Mayank hesitated trying to find the right words. Nupur looked at him in expectation while Mayank tried to speak. "Gorgeous" Samrat who was standing right behind him whispered in Mayank's ear trying to help him out.

Mayank jumped when he heard Samrat's voice and as if a spell had been lifted looked at Nupur and said,"Ya ok, I mean...........bye" and went away quickly shaking his head. Nupur's face fell and she went the other way, depressed. Samrat looked at Mayank's retreating back and shrugged his shoulders, turning around he found a very angry girlfriend with folded hands, tapping her foot glaring at him. Samrat could swear he saw smoke coming out of Gunjan's ears,"What did I do?". Gunjan smacked him with her purse,"You fool, why did you have to go talking in his ear?". "I was just trying to help him" Samrat defended himself. "Well do me a favour and stop helping, urghhh" Gunjan cried walking away leaving a very confused Samrat behind.

Gunjan spent half an hour looking for Nupur but it seemed that Nupur had either gone back or was just avoiding her. Defeated she sat down on one of the bar stools. Tonight could have been so lovely, Mayank had been so polite to Nupur, they could even have gotten together, if only Mayank had not backed away. Ofcourse she knew that it was wrong to blame Samrat, after all the poor guy was only trying to help, it was not his fault that his idea backfired. And now she felt terrible, for Mayank, for Nupur, and mostly for Samrat. Today was a big day for him, and she ended up shouting at him. Feeling sad she got up to go look for Samrat, apologize and make up to him.

After asking around she found him in a corner sitting on a sofa but not alone as she had hoped but instead with the last person on the planet she wanted her boyfriend to be with - Stella Johnson. She started walking upto them and saw that Stella had half her body on top of Samrat and was running her hands over his chest as Samrat tried to get away. "What the hell is happening here?" Gunjan asked with her hands on her hips glaring at them. Samrat jumped when he saw her and finally pushing Stella away forcibly came and stood behind Gunjan. Stella pouted at the loss and winked at Samrat who visibly shuddered,"Hello Gunjan dahling, I was just entertaining poor Samrat, he was getting so bored with you all busy and everything".

If looks could kill, then Stella Johnson's family would have been planning her burial,"Listen to me Stella, for I will tell this to you for the last time, Samrat is mine, only mine, so hands off" Gunjan warned the woman and turning around pulled a surprised Samrat for a kiss for greater emphasis. Samrat wrapped his hands around Gunjan's waist as he deepened the kiss while Stella cursed at them and walked away angrily. After a while Gunjan backed out breathing heavily and rested her head on Samrat's chest.

"Have I ever told you that I love it when you get possessive about me" Samrat asked as he hugged Gunjan and nuzzled his face in her hair. Gunjan looked up and smiled at him when an idea occured to her and her eyes widened. Her mouth opened in glee and she looked at Samrat smiling widely which made him very suspicious. "OMG Samrat, you are the best, I love you" Gunjan cried happily jumping up and down. "What are you going to do?" Samrat asked her apprehensively. "Get our two best friends together, and prove to you that.............................

What Gunjan wants, Gunjan gets.