Multi-Fandom FF: Attached Hearts! CHAPTER 1 Pg4 Updated *24/7 - Page 3

Originally posted by: naina927

Sounds really interesting...!!!!
Mehbeer r my current favourites... though I liked the other three at different points of time...
Anyways continue soon n do pm me...
naina

thanks dear...
will update soon.. 😳

Originally posted by: smala

Loved it.

Sounds very interesting.

Loved the CS and the promo.

Please do update soon dear.

Thank you for the pm.

my pleasure dear..
glad u liked it 😊😊

Nice!! It's gonna be an exciting storyyy! Good luck 😃

Originally posted by: anilu

Nice!! It's gonna be an exciting storyyy! Good luck 😃

thnx dear

aww super i love roshni and sidni

Originally posted by: aparnalokam

aww super i love roshni and sidni

excited to read

CHAPTER 1

It was the first day of Roshni and Meher Patel as well as of Zoya and Pragya at Delhi University.

"Hey sis!" yelled Abhi.

"Hey bro!" said Roshni and Meher together.

"So, how are you feeling, when you are finally admitted in my college?" asked Abhi.

"I don't know of di, but I'm super duper excited." said a joyful Meher.

"Yo! That's like my girl. What happened to your di??" asked Abhi.

"Actually, she is a little scared about ragging. You know, after what happened to her."

"Yeah...I understand. Hey, Rosh! Look here."

Roshni lifted her chin up and looked at Abhi.

"See darling. What happened to her was really tragic. But you must not spoil your mood thinking of that incident. Now cheer up!" said Abhi.

"Di, you okay now?" asked Meher.

"Yeah. I suppose so." replied Roshni.

Meher's POV.

I asked,"Who is he?" seeing another boy, standing beside Abhi.

"He's Abeer, my best buddy. Abeer, these are my cousins, Roshni and Meher." introduced bro.

Well, I have to admit this. This Abeer is hot. No wonder both my handsome bro and he are friends. I am sure I must be blushing super badly.

f**k it Meher! Tu bhi kya sochti rehti hain. Stop those silly thoughts. He's off limits for you.

Oh but he seems to have the most kissable lips in the world.

Oh f**k it off Meher!

My thoughts were interrupted by di.

"Where are you lost Meher?" asked di.

"Nothing." I replied and this time I was sure that I as blushing super hard.

***

In the cafeteria...

"Hey! May I join you here?" asked Zoya.

Pragya Arora, who was sitting on a table, reading the novel Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen, looked up and saw Zoya standing there with a hopeful smile.

Pragya scratched her imaginary beard, and replied,"Yeah sure. You are...?

Zoya sat down and then replied, "I'm Zoya...Zoya Farooqui."

"Zoya! Nice name. I'm Pragya. You are fresher, right?"

"Yup and you?"

"Me too." said Pragya as she gave a little smile.

"You know what, you don't look like a fresher." said Zoya with a doubt on her face, whether she should have asked this question or not.

"Well...I suppose you are the fourth person who said this today. Now I've became kind of used to it." said Pragya as the pair giggled.

"Hehehe."

"So...friends?" asked Zoya as she put her hand forward for a hand shake.

Pragya didn't even hesitate for a moment and shook her hand.

"Okay, so now that we are friends, let's talk and know more about each other." said Zoya.

"Fine. Let me start. What's you favourite novel?"

"Favourite novel? Um...Harry Potter."

"Oh okay. It's a super cool series. I love it too."

"What's yours?"

"Sense and Sensibility." Pragya continued."In short, I like classic novels."

"Woah! I like, you know, fantasy and adventure type novels."

"Oh cool! What about songs?" asked Pragya.

"Hollywood songs. My favourite bands are Linkin Park and The Script. I like Ashes To Ashes too."

"I don't prefer Hollywood songs. They all keep screaming like hell. I prefer soft, hindi songs."

"Oh-kay. I'll see you later. I want to have a quick tour of the university before the class. You wanna join me?"asked Zoya.

"Count me in." said Pragya.

She put her book inside her hand-bag and the pair went to have a swift visit around their university.

***

"Hi!" said Asad,.

"Hi! What's your name?" asked Sid.

"Asad Ahmed Khan."

"Asad Ahmed Khan, huh? I have heard this name I guess."

"Yo. I'm quite famous, you know."

"Got it! Aren't you the one who was in Grade 8 when you were caught for telling answers to your fellow classmates and juniors?"

Asad was taken aback.

"What the f**k! How on earth do you know? Who the hell are you?" Asad bombarded Sid with questions.

"You didn't recognize me? Arre, I'm Siddo urf Siddarth. You were caught when you were telling the answers to me."

"OMG! That kiddo? I just can't believe this."

"Well, you'll have to. Plus, I'm in your class and now, you wanna get caught again?" Sid winked.

"Oh you bloody Siddo. You gotta kidding me."

Asad ran behind Sid, as fast as he could. And then Sid's words became true.

Asad got caught by the Principal for running around in the corridors. Sid escaped and Asad sweared on killing Sid. They had arguments, they had fights but in a comical way.

They were the best buddies plus the best pranksters of their batch.

***

When the class started...

"Good morning students!" said Rohita Gupta, their English literature lecturer.

Pragya-Zoya and Roshni-Meher were sitting side by side. Two rows farther, together sat Sid and Asad.

The students replied, "Good morning Ms. Gupta."

"So I guess, you guys know each other and might have heard of me. So shall we begin?" Ms. Gupta asked.

"Yes." the answer came.

"Good. So we are going to learn about the history of English literature. English literature is generally seen as beginning with the epic poem Beowulf, that dates from between the 8th to the 11th centuries, the most famous work in Old English, which has achieved national epic status in England, despite being set in Scandinavia. The next important landmark is the works of the poet Geoffrey Chaucer (c. 1343-1400), especially The Canterbury Tales. Then during the Renaissance, especially the late 16th and early 17th centuries, major drama and poetry was written by Edmund Spenser, William Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, John Donne and many others. Another great poet, from later in the 17th century, was John Milton (1608-74) author of the epic poem Paradise Lost (1667). The late 17th and the early 18th century are particularly associated with satire, especially in the poetry of John Dryden and Alexander Pope, and the prose works of Jonathan Swift. The 18th century also saw the first British novels in the works of Daniel Defoe, Samuel Richardson, and Henry Fielding, while the late 18th and early 19th century was the period of the Romantic poets Wordsworth, Coleridge, Shelley and Keats..." She continued her lecture.

Roshni and Meher introduced themselves to Zoya and Pragya who sat beside them.

Sid yawned. He was getting bored. He told Asad,"Hey Asad. I'm getting bored."

"Wait a minute." He teared two pages of his notebook and crushed them into two balls. He handed over one ball to Sid and said, "Let's aim at the girls sitting there."

He pointed at Roshni,"You aim at her. If you miss, you'll give me 100 rupees."

He pointed at Meher,"I'll aim at her. If I miss, I'll give you 100 rupees."

Sid agreed.

"Let's begin then." Asad said.

Sid said, "One, two, three and aim."

Both the balls flied out at Roshni and Meher. But Asad's bad luck.

Sid's ball hit Roshni on the head but Asad' went and hit Zoya instead.

They both looked behind and suspected on Sid and Asad for it.

"Excuse me ma'am." said Roshni.

"Yes miss..." said Ms. Gupta.

"Miss Patel." she said.

"So yes Miss Patel. Any problems?"

"Yes ma'am. These two boys just now hit me and Zoya on the head with these." she pointed at Sid and Asad and showed her the paper balls.

"So Mr. Khurana and Mr. Khan. Would you like to say something in your defense?"

"Uh...Ma'am, I didn't do it. It was Asad's idea." stammered Sid.

"No no ma'am. It was Sid who did it." spoke Asad in his defense.

"So Mr. Khurana...You say that it was Asad's idea, right? Then, did you also throw the balls with him? Just answer in a yes or no." asked Ms. Gupta.

"Ma'am he did..."

Rohita cut him out in between. She said,"Just answer in a yes, or no. I guess you both understand English, right?"

"Yes ma'am." Sid accepted.

"What about you?"

"We're sorry ma'am."

Suddenly, the bell rung.

"You both follow me to the Principal's room."

Their heads hung in shame. They followed out Ms. Gupta out of the room.

Asad shot an angry look at the girls. Zoya showed him a punch and made a face expression that most probably said,"Ainda humse panga mat lena."

The girls took their bags and went to the canteen together for some snacks.

On the way, Zoya and Roshni thanked each other and that day, the fur girls became best friends.

But Asad was on a verge of revenge. Being a cheerful person, Sid didn't seek out for revenge but in a small corner in his heart, he developed hatred for Roshni.

Abhi, unaware of the happenings enjoyed his class with his bestie Abeer.

And that's how the eight teens' day at college went.

So, how was the first chapter??

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Wow sanny...👏 just superb it was

awesome start

Aww Sanny love this! Nice friendship of the girls! Hatred I'm sure will turn to love, awesome! <3