Hi, thanks for all your sweet comments! It really motivates me to carry on! Plus I could write a really long part as school's been shut down for the next two days,(How lucky am I?) Here's the next part:
Part 2:
After school Armaan and Rahul were going home but it kind of impossible because of a load of girls. Armaan saw Riddhima standing with Uday talking. He then remembered his mission. He went through the crowd and found Anjali.
Armaan: Hi erm.......................er.....................whats your name again?
Anjali: Anjali.
Armaan: Yeah...............Anjali. Aaj shaam hum bahaar ja sakhte hain, I mean .......................................only if you want........................yaha bohot din baad aaya hoon aur kuch jaanta bhi nahin....................maybe you could show me around...............................aur (a bit seductive) hum dono ek doosre ko achchi thara se jaan payenge.
Anjali: Of course why not?
Armaan: (back to being cheery) Yeah great. Tum shaam ko jaha bhi jaati ho main waha jaana chahta hoon. You know, normal places.
Anjali: Yeah ofcourse, magar don't you think kahin private jaana chahiye.
Armaan: Urgh.............kyun.................I mean.............I would love to lekin abhi mujhe sheher jaanna hain.
Anjali: Teek hain, I'll meet you at 7.
Armaan: Sure.
Anjali went off with Jas, Pam, Nita and Rita giggling behind her. Armaan rolled his eyes and smiled victoriously. Rahul came over.
Rahul: You know seriously you are brilliant.
Armaan: Thanks. Chal.
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At half six Armaan went to pick Anjali with Rahul.
Rahul: Yaar main yaha kya kar raha hoon, date teri hain, plan tera hain, aur ladki bhi teri hain, what the hell am I doing here?
Armaan: Yaar woh bohot kareeb aane ki koshish karegi, aur mujhe woh nahin chahiye. Tu beech mein aa sakhta jab woh kuch karne ki koshish kare.
Rahul: Woh arahi hain.
Armaan: Chal seedha bait.
Rahul sat at the back. Anjali knocked on the window of the car. Armaan having pure gentleman manners didnt go to open the door for her knowing she'll think herself as the lucky one. Anjali smiled and opened the door and sat down. She saw Rahul at the back and her smile faded.
Anjali: Mujhe laga hum akele ja rahe hain.
Armaan: Hum akele hee ja rahe hain, agar fans aayenge toh Rahul unhe sambhal payega thaaki hum dono ko koi disturb na kare.
Anjali: Oh.
Armaan: Kahan jaana hain tumhe?
Anjali: Ek fancy restaurant hain, waha chalte hain.
Armaan: Anjali come on. Main ghumna chahta hoon formal dinner nahin karna chahta. Ek aisi jagga socho jo ghum ne ke laiak ho. Say like..................a................diner.
Anjali: Haan ek hain. Waha chalte hain.
Armaan drove the car happily. They stopped outside a parking lot. Armaan got out and went to open the door for Anjali. They all got out. They walked to the front door and went in. To their surprise, Pam, Jas, Nita and Rita were already there sitting at a table. Suddenly a rush of fans came over.
Armaan took off his jacket and threw it on the floor and went out of the crowd. The crowd was still fighting over the jacket.
Armaan: Tumhare doston ke paas chalte hain.
Armaan forced her to go to the table where her friends were sitting. Armaan sat down and looked around. There were normal workers around the diner. He then saw Uday talking to this lady behind
the counter (Rani), his eyes drifted to Rani's right and saw Riddhima. Rani saw them lot, realized
Riddhima wouldnt want to take their order, she was about to go over when another worker stopped her.
Worker: Rani, tu mere saath khana sambhal, Ridz tu jhaake orders le.
Riddhima took the notepad and saw the table where they were all sitting.
Riddhima: Nahin, aap log jaaye main busy hoon.
Worker: Hum bhi busy hain. Jao.
Riddhima sighed. She skated over to them in her roller skates. Armaan smiled at her. She smiled back. He didnt know why but she looked more cute with the black tshirt, jeans, and roller skates.
Rita: Thank god tum aagayi, sab ke orders lo.
Riddhima rolled her eyes.
Riddhima: What can I get you?
Anjali: Low in fat, no carbs and no sugar. Aisa kuch hain?
Riddhima: Paani.
Rahul and Armaan laughed.
Anjali: Very funny. Hum sab ke liye jhaake ice tea leke aao.
Riddhima: (mutter) Popstar ke saamne natak kar rahi hain.
Anjali: Kuch kaha tumne?
Riddhima: Kahan, lekin tumhe batana zaroori nahin samajhti. Anything else?
Armaan: No thank you.
Riddhima smiled, and skated off.
Nita: Ek minute isse tikhane lagana parega.
Rita: Kya karogi?
Nita: Mom se shikayed. Bye.
Nita went off. 1 minute later Riddhima came back, with 7 ice teas on a small platter. She handed
them out one by one.
Armaan: Thanks.
Riddhima smiled and went off. She went into the empty room before the washroom. She went inside took off her apron and started dancing. She took a broom and swaying around.
At the table Armaan was getting restless to see her again. Rita and Anjali started fidgeting over straws to give to Armaan. Anjali moved her hand a bit too fiercely on the table and ended up
knocking her glass over onto Armaan's shirt.
Armaan: What the-?
Anjali: Armaan yeh sab iss Rita ki galti hain.
Rahul: Excuse me ma'am. Washroom kaha hain.
Armaan: Main jhaake aata hoon.
Armaan stood up and followed the lady. He went to the bathroom and started drying his shirt with the hand dryer. After his best try he got out. Suddenly he heard his song being played behind the door next to him. He cautiously opened it not daring to make a noise. He saw a girl's back with her brown wavy hair prancing behind her. He looked at her dance. He recognized some of his own moves but the girl made steps that he had never seen before. Instead of going forward and checking who she was, he closed the door quietly and went off.
He went back to the table.
Armaan: Erm...........Anji.............mujhe yaad aaya, abhi mujhe kahin hona chahiye, tum apni doston ke saath ghar jao. Bye.
He pulled Rahul out before Anjali could say anything and went to his car.
Rahul: What's wrong?
Armaan: This place is awesome. Yaar pehle ek ladki keliye mere paas feelings hote hain, aur abhi I just an awesome dancer.
Rahul: Toh?
Armaan: Woh mere steps mujhse bhi achcha karti hain. Aur apne khud ke steps banati hain.
Rahul: Toh?
Armaan: Seriously, pata nahin ab kiske peeche jao, uss dancer ke ya Riddhima ke peeche.
Rahul: Listen, tu inh chakkaro mein kyun par raha hain, just leave it. Kisi ka peecha karneki zaroorat nahin hain. Jaise ho waise teek ho.
Rahul sat in the car. Armaan sat down and drove off to his house.
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At night Riddhima was in her room lying down in her pyjamas when Urmila called her. She went to her.
Riddhima: Bulaya?
Urmila: Nita ne mujhe bataya ki tumne uske doston ke saamne hoshiyaari karneki koshish ki.
Riddhima: Hoshiyaari nahin. Uske dost ne mujhse poocha 'low in fat, no carbs, no sugar' maine suggestion di aur sab hasne lage. Agar isse hoshiyaari kehte hain toh yeah I guess.
Urmila: Riddhima. Tum smart nahin ho, bane ki koshish bhi mat karna.
Riddhima: I know, main smart nahin hoon, lekin main banne keliye NYU jaane waali hoon, aur main jaongi, and who cares agar tum mere doosre privileges bandh kardogi.
Urmila: Listen, log university jaate hain, smart bane keliye naukri keliye aur tumhare naukri already hain, toh university jhaake kya fyda.
Riddhima: Yeh diner ki naukri? You must be kidding. Mujhe apni khudki pehchaan banani hain, toh phir iss Rs3000 naukri keliye main dad ka sapna chordun.
Urmila: Tumhare dad, ab nahin hain, isliye tum mere neeche ho, toh tumhe wohi karna hoga jo main kehti hoon isliye tum NYU jaane ko chordo.
Riddhima: Urmila, maine tumhari harr baath maani hain, aaj pehli baar main nahin maane waali so
sorry. Main NYU na join karneki soch bhi nahin sakhti. Aur kuch?
Urmila: Ek mahine ke phone privileges bandh.
Riddhima: What's new?
Urmila: Make that two.
Riddhima: Aur kuch?
Urmila: Kal tumhara exam hain?
Riddhima: Haan.
Urmila: Kitne baje?
Riddhima: Gyara (11)
Urmila: Tumhare gyara baje diner jaana hain, aur khaam karna hain.
Riddhima: WHAT? Par kyun?
Urmila: Kyunki maine kaha.
Riddhima: Great(!) Aur kuch?
Urmila: Jasakhti ho.
Riddhima stormed off. She went into her room and banged the door shut. She was about to phone Uday but she was banned from the phone. She got on her tshirt, jeans, converses and jacket. (By the way guys, Riddhima's room isnt in the house, but its like a glass room stuck to the corner of the house, which she's covered with curtains) She quietly locked the door and jumped over the hedge.
She was running to Rani's house. She was running across the road when she didnt notice a car coming past. She was running, the car saw her, braked at the right time but it banged into her knee and she fell over.
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Armaan got shocked. He got out of his car and ran over to the girl that fell down. Her back was facing him. He turned her around and saw it was Riddhima.
Armaan: Riddhima?
But she was knocked out cold. Armaan picked her up and took her to his car. He started driving. He
went to his house and lay her on his bed. Armaan got his phone.
Armaan: Rahul, bohot bari galti hogayi.
Rahul: Kya?
Armaan: Riddhima raste pe dhaur rahi thi, mera gari usse takra gayi.
Rahul: What? Ab woh kahan hain?
Armaan: Yaha mere ghar pe.
Rahul: KYA? Tu pagal hogaya hain? Yaar media waalo ko pata chal gaya ki ek diner ki ladki tere ghar pe hain, toh teri izzat gayi.
Armaan: Toh main karta kya? Usse waha chordeta? You idiot.
Rahul: Ab toh usse kuch bhi karke waha se nikal na hain.
Armaan: Woh behosh hain. Main doctor ko bulaoon?
Rahul: Nahin yaar! Iss baare mein kisi ko pata nahin chalna chahiye.
Armaan: Toh?
Rahul: Abhi rakhle. Lekin usse jab hosh aajaye toh wapas ghar bhej dena.
Armaan: Teek hain. Par behosh ladki ko kya karte hain?
Rahul: Kuch nahin, bas uske hosh aane ka intezaar.
Armaan: Teek hain. Bye.
He went over to Riddhima and sat next to her. He stared at her. Her delicate skin, her fringe covering her right eye. He took her fringe and tucked it to the side. He got up and got a armchair and lay back on it. Unknowingly he fell asleep.
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That was Part 2. Hope you enjoy it! (I live on a lot of hopes)
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