Chapter 1
Nupur's POV.
I bit on the edge of my pencil, wagging my leg nervously.
I glanced at the other students in the classroom and saw that they were all sitting with their heads lowered, pencils writing at the speed of light, it seemed.
I exhaled silently and looked at the watch on the wall.
Tick, tock, tick tock... ticktockticktockticktock.
Whoever invented the clock, sure made it move too fast sometimes!
I stared down at the test infront of me.
I scummed through all the questions, feeling my eyes widen more after every sentence.
"What?!" I exclaimed under my breath, quickly covering my mouth with my hand.
I sighed deeply, once again biting my pencil.
Well, I guess this is what happens when you're me. Nupur.
The 'I am really trying to concentrate on studying, but I can't keep those fantasies away'-girl.
I had been trying to study for this test, but that guy from Big Bang wanted my attention so badly!
How could I deny him a couple of minutes with me? Even if it was only in my imagination?
I lowered my head shamefully.
Those short minutes I promised him had suddenly turned into hours, and I had completely forgotten about studying.
After the test was over I walked across the Collge yard, trying not to feel guilty about how my results would turn out.
I let my mind slip away and saw myself dressed in a black outfit, sneeking my way into the college, finding my way to the testfiles, finding the right answers and changing the answers on my test, then sneeking back out.
I threw my head back and laughed maliciously to myself.
I hurriedly closed my mouth and lowered my head, when I saw that some students had halted and was now staring at me.
I covered my face with a book and walked away from there, feeling extremely embarassed.
At home that evening, me and my family sat by the dining table, discussing today's events.
"There was a boy who had robbed a lickerstore last night..." my dad sighed, "I felt so sorry for him while he was interregated, since he was so young".
Yeah, that's my dad. The policeman.
He always seemed to have something new to tell at these moments.
He didn't live the exciting life of a poor student, struggling to live in the social jungle everyday.
Like I did.
"Nothing special happened at work today" my mom began, "just trying to get all the orders right".
My mom works at a Travel agency.
And even that is more exciting than my life!
"Went to a photoshoot today, got good credit for it also" my older brother said, smiling his colgate-white smile.
I sniffed and looked down at my plate.
My brother, the aspiring model.
Geez, no wonder I looked like I did, he was the one given all the good genes!
They all turned their heads towards me. I opened my eyes widely, with the spoon in my mouth.
I chewed on my food for a second, watching them all waiting for me to speak.
"Did something special happen at college today, dear?" my mom asked, resting her elbows on the table.
'Yeah, I think I flunked on a test', I thought to myself.
"Uh..." I cleared my throat, "nothing special, we had a test, and... some arguments, you know, the oh, so exciting life of a college student!"
I laughed at my own joke, but stopped when the others didn't.
"How did the test go?" My dad asked.
I looked at my brother and saw that he was grinning evily towards me.
He probably knew that my brain had been on standby during the whole test.
"Uh..." I tried to keep my head lifted, like a proud giraffe or something, "we haven't gotten the results back yet, so I don't know..."
"Did it feel like you did good?" my mom asked.
I forced a smile, tilting my head towards her.
'No'.
"Yes it did..." I replied.
When I saw the pleased smiles on my parents faces I suddenly felt so guilty.
I bit my lowerlip and looked at my brother again.
He gave me a look saying; I know that you are lying, but I'm too busy running my own perfect life to even care.
I sniffed and shoved some bread into my mouth, chewing on it frantically.
Suddenly that thought found its way back into my head.
You know, the beautiful vision of me in a ninja-outfit?
Maybe that thought wasn't as crazy as it seemed. Maybe it would be possible to pull through?
But my dad was a policeman... But maybe that could be a good thing!
If I was caught, then he could save me by using his policeman-magic-powers!
And my mom could bribe the whole policestation and the faculty at college, with all kinds of delicious food!
And my brother!
I frowned.
My brother... uh...
I looked up at him and saw him flashing that smile at me again.
My brother... could stand next to me looking pretty...
Hopefully the policestation was full of young female polices.
I took another bite from the bread.
Fine, I had to try it! I couldn't fail on another test!
All I had to do now...
Was get the hold on a ninja-outfit...
HA-YA!
Mayank's POV.
I coughed loudly, banging my chest as I nearly choked on the food going down my throat.
"Dad!" I exclaimed, "why are you saying that all of a sudden?!"
He shrugged his shoulders, looking at me.
"I just think it's strange that you haven't brought a girl home yet..." he replied, "you haven't even talked about any girls. With your appearance you'd think the girls would be gathering in huge numbers outside our house".
I looked at him in disbelief. He was my father, he wasn't supposed to talk like that!
"I just..." I exhaled, "haven't found anyone special enough".
"She'll come along..." he said, putting his hand on my shoulder, "don't worry".
I bit my lowerlip and looked at my dad.
He had contributed a lot to the fact that I was hopeless about dating and love.
He had been living all alone, since my mother left us, and I was very young then.
Maybe if he had brought a female into the house, I would've been able to understand their nature better.
But now I was stuck with only my dad, who thought that the most romantic thing was to sit infront of the TV, drinking beer.
I sighed and walked over to the sink with my plate.
"Where are you going?" my dad asked.
"I have an evening meeting at college" I replied, "I'm the studentbody president, remember?"
He nodded and made a thumbs up.
I walked away, grabbing my jacket.
It was weird how I had gotten the post as president.
I wondered if it was because people thought I could represent them well...
Or if it was because I was popular.
I walked inside the college with my hands in my pockets, head lowered.
The corridors were quiet, too quiet.
I didn't like to walk there in the evenings. I always had a feeling that someone would jump out around the corner and scare me to death.
I looked over my shoulder as it felt like someone was there.
When I didn't see anyone, I turned back around and kept walking.
I kept thinking about what my friend and dad had said.
I wasn't THAT hopeless, was I? Maybe I had actually told my dad the truth, that it was because I hadn't met anyone special enough?
I made a turn around a corner.
There wasn't really any reason for me to know how to seduce a girl, because no one worthy enough had come along. That's just the way it was.
End of story!
I kept walking through the corridor, when I suddenly saw someone walking towards me.
I couldn't see the person good enough to know who it was, and it didn't really matter.
The college was full of unknown people, so whatever.
I looked down again and didn't look up until there were only a couple of meters between us.
I looked up, and was suddenly hit by an extremely strange feeling.
She was beautiful.
I blinked my eyes and watched her walk passed me.
Everything seemed to move in slowmotion.
Her long, dark hair danced around, lifting slightly as she looked towards me.
I lifted my dropped jaw and kept staring.
When she had walked passed me I turned around and watched her walk away.
I swear...
That must've been an angel walking passed me.
Nupur's POV.
I peeked around a corner in college, making sure that no one was there.
I pulled the black scarf higher up over my face and rounded the corner by slimming my back against the wall.
I halted and looked back and forth in the corridor, listening after the slightest noice.
'James Bond, eat your heart out!' I thought to myself, biting my lowerlip.
I pulled up the scarf again. It kept sliding down!
Unfortunately there hadn't been any way for me to find a ninja-outfit this late in the evening, so I'd had to settle for an ordinary scarf.
I kept sliding along the wall, forming my hands into a gun infront of my chest.
For some reason it made me feel so much cooler.
When I reached the archive room I put my hand into my pocket and picked up the key I had managed to steal (Hrm, borrow!)
I locked the door behind me and removed the scarf.
"shit, so hard to breath in this!" I exclaimed and looked around the room.
It wasn't that big, but there were files and papers everywhere.
"Fighting!" I said, and started searching for the right papers.
After I had succeeded with my mission, I jumped up into the air, in a victory gesture.
"I guess watching all those police stories really paid off..." I mumbled, making my way towards the door.
When I was about to pull down the handle I suddenly heard voices coming closer.
My eyes widened to the size of small plates and my body froze completely.
I closed my eyes, praying that they would only walk passed, not noticing that the lights were on in here.
I jumped away from the door, clasping my hands over my mouth when someone started jerking the handle up and down.
I stumbled backwards, spinning around in circles, trying to find a place to hide.
But there wasn't any place!!
"Do you have the key with you?" I heard someone on the other side of the door ask.
'No. No. No. He doesn't have a key, he doesn't! Please, God say that he doesn't!' my mind screamed.
"Yeah, here..." someone replied.
"Shit!!!" I exclaimed under my breath, biting on my nails.
What was I supposed to do??
Think, Nupur, THINK!
What would James Bond do?!
I turned towards the files on the shelves.
I heard the lock turn, and the door opening.
I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed for a miracle.
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