Give love a try --Swaron SS Ch 1 pg 5 - Page 3

lovd the intro...it ws awesum...eagerly waitng...fr the 1st part. ..all the best fr ur exams...

loved e way u introduced using a video
i felt i was watching a tv promo n ma mind the voice (who narrates)
i know its kind of ...

Anyway loved the intro n cs
update very sooo0ooon

p.s best wishes for ur exams

Waiting for the update eagerly...

luv the intro vry much..

Nice concept and cs and thanks for the pm :D can't wait to read more

Shoreham,New york. One of the most beautiful towns in New York as it is bestowed with magnificent Balmville Trees,Cornus florida,Cornus alternifolia and the list goes on, a warm atmosphere equal to heaven, you just need a scarf or hat to escape from the winters. The sun always shone bright...with fleecy clouds floating and birds chirpping early morning basking in the sun lazily. A placid sea which always bought tons and tons of sea shells to the shore and small kids would be found collecting and decorating their sand castles. The population was less not much crowded and whenever there was a party or any occasion like a thanksgiving or christmas or new year etc the whole town would be present there. The people there lived in harmony and the same kindness has been passed on since generations. And last but not the least..most of the people travelled through cycles as they believed in the motto or the sign which was put up at the entraces of the town "save mother earth." with flamboyant blue and green neon colours.

No wonder why...Sharon had to go to school by a a cycle. She always wondered why her school doesn't allow students to come by cars because that would be much better and earier instead of putting all your energy in pedalling and end up with nothing for the whole day.Today was something different...she was blushing...smiling and the glow on her visage was never seen before by anybody. She started pedalling thinking about HIM . Love at first sight. She was that kind of teen who had a messy room, wakes up late as she sleeps late at night, come online whenever she wants,prays that she dosent end up flunking in any exam althought she was quiet confident that she wrote it well,crazy passion for dance and music...and more craziness for only one person who had entered her life yesterday. He was a tall..well toned body...black smooth hair falling on the forehead which made him look more cute...he was Swayam. Sharon sang to herself "He's like my Cloe shoes...Besty bag...oh he's cute..." but her thoughts were disturbed when she heard a tring tring of someone's cycle and to her surprise it was him. A rush of exictment built up inside her as she saw him beside her riding on the cycle trying to keep up the pace with her.

"Sharonjeet right??" he asked.

"Sharon...call me Sharon" she said turning red not sure because he was talking to her or because he called her Sharonjeet. She was cursing her name.

"beautiful name" he replied

"thanks..." sharon replied in her charming voice.."so going early to school ha? "

"nah not really...just exploring the place..." he replied..

"thats great...want some help?? " she said..

"sure...why not??...but i guess we have a problem here..." he said

"problem??" sharon replied thinking he was joking or something..

"your tyre got punctured " he replied looking at her tyre...

Sharon stopped at the side of the street with swayam following her...

"oh man...what should i do now..." she said innocently...

"um...my friend's garage is nearby...u can park it there...and i will...um...drop you school...what say?? " swayam asked hoping that she would say yes...

"no...i...um...okay fine thank you so much..." sharon replied blushing tomato red...

They reached swayam place withing few minutes and as planned Sharon parked her cycle. She sat in front of swayam (just like that cycle was scene in the show) and couldnt believe that she was so close to him. The perfect weather for perfect two. Sharon felt his arm tough her's and the pyloeriction cause her hair all over the body to stand up...the was the most amazing moment ever. Finally they reached their school and sharon once again thanked him and made an excuse and straight headed to wards the washroom to call her bestie Kriya.

"eepppss so romantic...ahem ahem..." kriya teased from the phone...

"i know...gosh how can someone be so cute...and yeah you please for god sake come early..." sharon replied

"i know i know i am being late...i cant help it...i am not able to sleep because rey keeps on coming in my dreams..." kriya replied dreamily blinking her eyes..

"yea you and your teddy bear.." sharon taunted..."ok then catch you later...bye.." she replied and cut the phone giggling

Time passed and kriya with sharon went to attend their first class...ARTS. As soon as she enterede she sensed him...yes he was right there talking to Rey...looking as cute as ever...But sadly her seat was away from his...She and kriya were sitting 4 rows head of them. Thinking that she will end up day dreaimg she started concentrating on what Professor Duff was saying..

"hey you...newbie...what your name?? " asked Mrs Duff

"Swayam Shekawat.." replied swayam standing up...

"no sit down and stop staring at sharon...you have to concentrate in the class..." the professor orderd...

The silence in the class turned to whisperes and sharon and swayam felt each other go crimson red...

"sorry Mrs Duff" swayam replied sitting still blushing and thinking whether he was actually staring at her...

The rest of the day passed and lunch time came.Shron was pacing here and there chating somthing trying to memorise it but it wasnt quiet helping her...

"how do we say believe in french...am...how...??? i am seriously gonna fail this time..." she said to herself...

"knock knock...need some help...?" she heard someone say...it was swayam...

"yeah...french is flying over my head...and i have a test next monday..." sharon replied sighing..

"you can pass it easily..." swayam replied coming forward...

"no its not easy...how do we say believe in french and they are some many other such weird words it-" she was cut off...

"croire " he replied

"how do we spell it...??" sharon asked lifting a chalk and placing the tip on the green board

Suddenly she felt his palm around her's...his touch made her shudder and she felt as if she was getting electric shocks from live wires...Her small palm looked perfect undernath his...as if it was meant to be...she was loosing her senses and breathless at his touch...French was just an excuse for swayam...he wanted to hold her hand even if it was for few seconds...He was controlling his urge as the wind blew her hair making her nape visible...He placed his another hand on the black board...it looked as if he trapped her in between him and the board...Sharon looked at his hand through the corner of her eye thinking she was imagining...when her hand began moving...as Swayam spelled "croire" and wrote it on the board.

"there " he said and pulled back grining...and sharon turned slowly towards him with a shock...

"thanks again.." she replied...

"hey wait..." swayam said and touched sharon's cheek to wipe of the chalk powder..."it gone..." he replied and the bell rang...

"i got to go..." sharon replied and grabbed her stuff

"would you say yes...if i asked you to come over my place to study french..." swayam asked...

"yes...i would love to..." sharon replied and her voice lingered across the room which was as sweet as the soft soind of christmas bells...

Swayam just stood there staring as she exited out of the class...and felt happy as ever..

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Here ends the chappy...😊

nice and good it is... update res soon...

its a first so lovely swaron update i hv ever read
love it a lot
thankx a lot