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Years ago...
It was the first day of the first semester of a new year in college. The weather was perfect. The sun was streaming through the windows of every house forcing them to wake up to this perfect day and another year in Excel college . Yet there was one stubborn person who didn't budge from his bed. Suddenly, he felt a bucket of cold water getting emptied over him.
"Wake up sleepy head", a girl said.
She was all set to go to college.
" You got dressed already?", the guy asked, amazed.
"Yeah, how do I look?", she asked with an innocent smile.
She was dressed in a black tank tops and denim skirt.
" Whatever", he said and collapsed into his bed, but he got up with a start the very next second he got up with a start, shivering as he felt ice on the bed, on his skin.
" Ice and cold water! Can't you allow me to sleep?", he asked frustrated.
" Enough sleeping, we need to go, come on or we'll be late. It's a new college. Don't give a bad impression like you did in our previous college.", she said.
" It's too early and how come mom let you in?", he asked.
Right then his mom came in.
" Good morning, Armaan Mallik. It's high time you got up. Get ready soon.", Armaan's mom said.
"Mom, it's too early. There are two hours left for classes to start and college is just ten minutes away. Why do I have to go so early", Armaan sulked.
" First impression is last impression, Amy", the girl said with a teasing smile. 'Amy' is Armaan's nickname and she always called him that.
" You don't talk to me like that. You were the one who set a timer on your mobile to send me recorded messages every half an hour, not allowing me to sleep peacefully and scaring me out of my wits, Ms. Nupur Bhushan, and now you are lecturing me?", Armaan said.
"You are my best friend. I have all rights to annoy you and it's not my fault you didn't switch off your mobile before going to bed.", Nupur said and giggled.
Armaan's mother left as she didn't want to see them fight. Instead of fighting Armaan just smiled at Nupur. He was a good sport and always enjoyed Nupur's pranks and naughtiness.
" You carry on. I'll be there.", Armaan said.
Nupur raised her eyebrows. She didn't believe Armaan.
"Promise. You go on.", Armaan said.
Nupur left for college and Armaan headed for the shower.
Nupur was one of the first people to arrive at college. It was her third year of B.Com along with Armaan. Both their fathers got transferred to Mumbai a week ago and Armaan and Nupur are at a new college in a new place. Nupur knew no one at the college but she loved to make friends and explore wherever she goes.
She looked around the college. She walked past the library, got a cup of coffee for herself from the canteen. All the way she went up to whoever she would come by and introduce herself and then go on and on about herself. She loved to talk and was an expert in it. A few of them listen to her not to be rude, some talked to her for a while others avoided her. All this didn't bother Nupur as she didn't care what people thought about her. As she headed towards the basketball court she ran into a guy.
"Hi, I'm Nupur Bhushan.", Nupur said.
"And I'm late.", he replied.
"how rude!", Nupur thought but she pushed it out of her mind. She walked forward but then turned around to see the guys disappear through the door leading to the football ground.
A few minutes after Nupur left the canteen, a group of rich popular people of the college came there. One of the girls were blindfolded.
"Where are you taking me?", the girl asked.
They lead the girl to the table at the centre of the canteen and uncovered her eyes.
"Happy Birthday Shilpa!!", they chorused.
Shilpa saw that the canteen was decorated and there was a huge box on the table. She unwrapped the box and found it to be filled with paper balls.
"Where is my gift?", Shilpa asked.
"You have to find it. It's a treasure hunt.", one of her friends told her.
"Treasure hunt?!", Shilpa said. Everyone knew that she was bad at treasure hunts.
"Yes, that too on a bet. If you find the gift in 15 minutes you win or else you have to give each of us 1000 bucks.", another friend said.
"But-", Shilpa wanted to protest.
"Your time starts now.", a guy interrupted." By the way, where is Mayank?"
"He at his practice. Forget him. I'll find the gift myself."
Mayank was at his football practice as Shilpa had told. He was very passionate about his sport. He loved to play football since he was ten years old. Mayank had a rule that he would practice shooting goals and work on game tactics every morning. After all he was the team captain. Mayank didn't like anyone interrupting his practice unless it was one of the players. Everyone knew that he was short tempered so no one dared to interrupt. Even though all the girls usually stay around him and drool over him, they would stay away while he was practicing.
Nupur, who was completely unaware of this rule and Mayank's temper entered the football ground and found Mayank practicing. She was amazed and also impressed by his talent and passion. She realized that her was the person who spoke to her rudely before but she pushed it away from her mind and watched him play. Mayank on the other hand didn't notice Nupur as he was engrossed in what he was doing. After sometime Nupur felt thirsty. She found Mayank's bottle on the bleachers and without a second thought she started drinking from it. Just then Mayank had decided to wind up for the morning. He turned around to find Nupur drinking from his bottle. He went up to her with anger shown clearly on his face. Nupur handed him the bottle after drinking without noticing Mayank's anger.
"Hi, I'm Nupur. You play really well.", Nupur said.
"How dare you come here. You don't have the right to be here now.", Mayank said coldly.
"This is college property. What's wrong?", she asked innocently.
"It's my practice time and now distraction is entertained now.", he said.
"I was watching you for so long. You didn't seem to be distracted.", Nupur said.
" Go away.", Mayank said.
"I still don't understand why I shouldn't be here.", she said.
"I am not interested in giving any explanation. Just leave NOW!", Mayank yelled as he banged on the bleachers.
Nupur was taken aback and hurt.
"Fine, I'm leaving.", she said and walked towards the exit.
"You didn't apologize.", Mayank said.
"I don't apologize unless I know what I did wrong and anyway, I dint do anything wrong so I don't have to apologize.", Nupur said and walked away and left Mayank fuming.
"What attitude.", Mayank said and stomped away.
OK guys her it is. i know that there wasn't any ArSh. dont worry. it's coming up in the next part.if you like it press the like button.
-Lekha😊
sadu mayank....loved their meeting...love armaan and nupur..they reminded of me and my friend rohit.............awesome update dear.............................
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