Okay guys here is the first chapter..i know the starting is sometimes boring as we need to describe the background story a bit, and well i tried to make it a bit interesting..i hope i didn't fail epically..ur views and comments are very much appreciated..enjoy
Chapter 1
"Did you hear?"
It was six o'clock on the Saturday of the fashion show and Khushi was sitting in the dressing room at Grandy's, waiting. For the last few hours, while she was getting her hair and makeup done and her outfit fitted and tweaked, she'd managed to ignore the chatter around her. Instead, she focused on getting through this show, her last show. She would carry on with modelling but now she won't work as a junior model anymore. Khushi was to get her first modelling contract in a week's time. It had been working just fine. Until now.
She looked to her left, where Hilliary Prescott had sat down beside a girl name Marnie. Like Khushi, they were both done with hair and make-up, which left then with nothing to do but drink bottled water, examine their reflections and gossip.
"Hear about what?" Marnie asked.
"That Jeff is selling the AR company to some Raizada." Hillary relpied.
It wasn't the fact that Jeff was selling the AR group that caught Khushi's attension. Infact she'd known this for a while now as she had a fair chance of getting her modelling contract from the AR group itself. It was the word "Raizada" that sent a chill go up her neck. Could it be him?
No, she thought, it can't be. Flshbacks invaded her mind. She closed her eyes not wanting to think about the past but nothing worked. Soon she was drifting, drfiting away in a world where everything was perfect, where everyday seemed special. She could hear laughter, her girlish laugh and his chuckles buzzed in her ears. Different memories rushing past, as if rewinding a movie until it stopped at one certain scene.
(Flashback)
Arnav was sitting in the library fiddling with his pen and trying to concentrate on an assignment that he was supossed to be doing. But his mind was somewhere else. Where is Khushi? he thought glancing at his watch for the millionth time. Khushi was supposed to meet him in the library and they were to work on their media assignment together. But there was no sign of her what so ever.
Lately Arnav had been really worried about her. She was not herself ever since the whole Shyam thing had happened. Arnav sighed. He missed his bubbly friend. He shouldn't have trusted Shyam, he should have known that he would break her heart. Arnav remembered how Khushi had been so happy with Shyam, he was everything to her but little did she know that he was cheating on her all this while. That stupid creep, Arnav thought to himself, he will pay for this one day.
Arnav closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin. He remebered how he had first met Khushi, a smile spreading across his face.
It had started off with a fight but little did they know that one day they would end up as bestfriends. Khushi had been assigned the job to look after him during his first week in the uni. Everything had gone smoothly until they had an arguement about netball. Khushi who was the netball captain for their Uni's netball team had argued that netball was a brilliant game that guys should also play while Arnav argued that it was the slowest thing he had ever seen in his life. Khushi had stormed out of there not wanting to argue anymore but later they had apologized to eachother and that's when they had become good friends.
Arnav chuckled under his breath shaking his head. Suddenly he felt a cold hand on his forhead, sending a shiver through him. He didn't have to look up to tell it was Khushi. This was the thing with Khushi, just the affect that her touch had on him was miraculious. Arnav had always felt something more then frienship for her but he had always been scared to admit it to both khushi or even himself. He moved his hand putting it on top of Khushi's for a while before gently grabbing it and turning around to smile at her. Khushi smiled back. Arnav meant alot to her. he had been with her through thick and thin. He had always supported her no matter what.
She sat beside him, "Sorry got caught up in Art." she told him while taking her books out of her bag. Arnav just stared at her. Khushi looked up to see him staring and blushed. One thing that Khushi had never been able to figure out was the reason why she felt so concious under Arnav's intense gaze. "What'" she asked, blocking this thought again like she always did.
"Wow, since when did Khushi Kumari Gupta, "the know it all" start saying sorry to me." he inquired.
"Arnav, people change, i did too." Khushi answered, not meeting his eyes.
Arnav slowly moved his hand under her chin lifting it up so he could look into her eyes, "Khushi i like u just the way you were, don't change please." he told her.
Khushi suddenly opened her eyes. The lights were so bright; it took her eyes a moment to adjust. She shook her head, not wanting to think about the events that occured a year and half ago any further. Instead she concentrated on the fashion show that would be starting any minute now.
She'd been modelling for as long as she could remeber. She'd done her first shoot in grade 5, for a smart sunday circular. It wasn't like she did modelling for a living or because she was passionate about it. She did it for her parent's sake. Especially her mom who believed that modelling was the best that could ever happen to Khushi. Khushi knew that modelling was a way to keep her parents happy and so she didn't argue about it as she had learned not to displease your loved ones from the past.
So that's it for now..hope u guys like it
love Ammie😳
Edited by -Ammie- - 14 years ago
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