Mismatch/ Identity - THE END! (pg 93) - Page 24

Originally posted by: nehagupta_9

Awesome introduction, i really wanna know wat is gunna happen nxt. Cont soon

Originally posted by: candyprincess

great part....k i kind of get the identity thing alittle like how it goes in the story...but still it was great and oooo there is a mystery on kripa's moms death and who her father is.....also when is Angad sir coming 😆

Originally posted by: avantika_4ever

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Originally posted by: Numera*

sounds cool! lol now obviously kripa, the kripa behind all that stuff is pretty lol i cant wait til she figures out shes beautiful b/c to angad she will be im sure!! anyways continue soon!

Originally posted by: IndianCutie13

great part
i'm so happy that you stared another ff mismatch was great and had an wonderful ending

Originally posted by: armaghan0

awsome and so uinique kripas charaCTER SO INTENSE AND INTERESTING

Originally posted by: mansi1219

hey

well for rite now.. all i can say is it is suspensefull!!! cant say much else.. i guess we will just have to read more to find out!!

offcourse ur part was great.. ur soo descriptive.. its cool.. lol.. wow.. this ones gonna be a short one.. both my comment and this ff.. 😉

neway waiting for part #2...

o and u rnt ever losing me as a reader or ur ff.. as long as u write.. lol i read mismatch twice already..

luv
mansi

Originally posted by: mitali_s

gosh...amazingly diffrent and unique lol...i am already blown off but a little lost too 😕...kripa's charachter is sort of really interesting and mysterious esp. all blacky-blacky thing...
cnt w8 4 nxt part

She sat down gazing at the history book lying open on her desk, as the professor blabbered something away. He was a lousy teacher, and she was sure if her mother ever heard her say that, then she would been grounded, one of the things Gayatri, her biological mother liked to say was, "Beta, always respect your teachers. They are like god – they provide you with knowledge, so you should always make a point to respect them".

But, she hated this professor and sadly she had been stuck with him for the past three years. He was just boring, lousy, horrible at teaching & considered himself to be brilliant, which she couldn't help but disagree with.

She heard the professor end his sentence with the words, "in my infinite wisdom" the class smiled, while Kripa just rolled her eyes, unknown to the fact that the professor had just noticed her, "What makes you roll your eyes Ms. White?" he asked.

"Sir," she began in that innocent tone of hers, "umm... don't mind me saying this, but surely if you had infinite wisdom – wouldn't you have had a better profession than a teacher?"

Silence. The class fell silent entirely. After all, she had just insulted him. Well, to an outsider that may not exactly seem like an insult, but to Mr. Brown almost everything was an insult.

She noticed Mr. Brown's face turn different shades in front of her he looked angry, really angry, yet she saw him roll his hands in a fist, and control his temper, as he replied, "Detention Ms. White in Room 202 after school"

"As if detention is going to shut my mouth" she answered closing her book, he looked like he was going to murder her, "One week worth of detention that ought to straighten you out, and I would like to talk to your parents as well... you really need to take manners classes"

"And, you need to take anger management classes & perhaps go back to teacher's college - the last time you managed to get passed, but this time I am sure you won't" she replied lifting her bag, and walking out the door, "Ms. White" he yelled walking behind her, "you are not walking out that door"

"Watch me do that" replied Kripa walking out, as she heard him yell behind her & even swear, swinging around she answered, "Foul Language Mr. Brown, now surely you don't want me to report to the principal about your hem hem use of inappropriate words now... do you?"

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Miles away a butler poured down coffee, as his master sat in his chair exhausted after a day's long work. His profession demanded full time work. No holidays. No sick leaves. Nothing.

It was past 12 in the midnight, and his master had just returned a few minutes ago.

"Sir, your coffee" said the butler as he forwarded the cup to his master

"Thank you Brian" said the man in a chill cold voice, "I really appreciate you serving me, even when your work hours are over" but the butler was sure there was not even a trace of appreciation from his master's voice.

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"Nice One White" replied one of the guys, as he entered the cafeteria

"And, what were you doing? Hiding like a chicken!" she replied in response, as he just shrugged his shoulders and walked away.

Biting on her sandwich she glanced around the cafeteria, it was entirely packed with students. The tables were messy with left over food from the previous class, the floor looked like it had been swept a month ago, and the line up outside was huge. People were arguing and pushing each other, but the worst look on her face came when Josh and his gang walked in.

She took in his appearance, today unlike every other day he wasn't wearing any baggy clothing, instead he was a wearing a white shirt, with a black tie & a black coat in his hand. But, then the clothing did not look decent on him, his collar was pulled up – to probably show off, and he clearly resembled a gorilla wearing a shirt & tie.

Of course, even gorilla's looked much cuter, and not that she had anything against gorillas its just she hated Josh with a passion. Besides, it would be an insult to gorillas to compare Josh with them. He was a creature of his own type.

Josh glanced around the room, then his eyes caught hers, he smiled as his hands slipped into his pockets and he walked in front of her.

"Hey! I heard you gave a hard time to Mr. Brown today" he replied pulling out the chair and sitting in front of her.

"I didn't" she replied

"What?" he answered unsure whether he had gotten his information right.

"Yah, for Mr. Brown that may be hard time, but for me that was nothing."

"And, what is your something?" he winked, and said in that naughty tone of his.

She stared at him, and then shrugged her shoulders and continued sipping her coke, until she felt his hands on her left hand, as he bent forward to obviously kiss her.

Josh was the type, who could go around kissing anyone. Sounds strange, but he was just a bit messed up, okay not a bit, perhaps totally.

Now, why was he kissing her?

The only explanation she could come up with was because this was the first time she had spoken time, usually it would be her yelling at him or ignoring him... And, he liked her for some weird reason, no matter what she did, he always called it sexy. The guy was just mental.

Apparently he had considered her speaking to be a breakthrough. Getting evil thoughts she gave him a weak smile, and closed her eyes, until she felt he was under her complete control.

Josh's instinct warned him that something was wrong, yet he chose to ignore his instinct, and went forward, until he reached the point after which he could no longer move. Staring down at the table, he noticed his tie had been stapled to the table.

"WTF" he yelled

Kripa gave him a smile, and he noticed it was a very mysterious smile. Swinging her bag to her side she got up from her seat, and then threw a $5 dollar bill in his hand, as she replied, "sorry about the tie honey... i really couldn't help it". Then, with a grin she walked out the doors, as he slammed his fist on the table, and tried to pull out the tie with the entire crowd staring at the coolest person in the school put his head down in shame.

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Minutes later, the butler went, and opened the curtains, as per his master's orders bringing the moonlight into the otherwise dark room.

He looked at his master. He looked very handsome and had some very sharp features. His eyes were huge with beautiful eyelashes adding a wonderful touch.

The butler was aware that his master wore lenses he was also aware of another thing - his master's lenses were only present in 2% people in the entire world, but this information was not strange, in fact his master was exceptionally brilliant.

His skin was flawless, if he were a girl he would look very pretty. While, his dark brown hair was flat, freshly cut, and gelled back sitting nicely on his head giving him a very boyish look.

"You may leave" he heard his master say

Giving a nod, the butler walked out the room closing the door behind him wondering why his master had still not retired to bed, even though his face displayed tiredness.

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"I am home" replied Kripa as she walked through the front doors throwing her bag to the side, and leaving her shoes in the front.

Then, dropping on the sofa she closed her eyes in tiredness. The whole 'plan' was taking a toll on her health, she had spent months in planning, and in a week she would accomplish her goal, short-term goal.

"How was your day sweety?" questioned her mother as she walked into the room with a bunch of roses in her hand.

"nothing special" replied Kripa staring at the roses now. They normally never got any roses or any flowers, then why today?.

"o" her mother replied, as she noticed Kripa's puzzled look, "its for valentine's day"

"Whatever" Kripa replied as she got from the couch now, and headed out of the room.

But, Mrs White was not going to listen to Kripa's whatever this time. So, she spoke out loud, the thoughts she had in mind for a long time, "Sweety, you really should find yourself a boy friend & you would do much better without all that black look you have"

Now, which parent would ask their kid to get a boyfriend? And, was boyfriend a thing you could go out and just buy? Besides, why couldn't these people just accept her for the way she was?

"look" said Kripa, "I am not getting a boy friend & I like black okay? I would do much better without you interfering in my life" she finished, as she ran up the stairs without bothering to hear her mother's response.

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The man rocked on his favourite chair back and forth lost in deep thoughts. He was greatly troubled due to someone lately; it was more due to that someone's actions.

Lifting the phone he dialed the right number, and replied, "Helen, please come into my cabin. I would like to speak to you for a minute"

The lady in question walked in closing the door behind her, as she stood in front of her boss.

"Yes sir" she responded in an effort to notify the man of her presence

"it's time" he said

Instantly, the lady knew what he was talking about. Her posture straightened and she lifted her chin, as she nodded her head.

So far, it was only talk, now the words were going to be implemented and put into action.

The man got up from his chair, and walked to the corner as he said, "this mission will be our number one priority now"

She nodded her head again understanding his words, and she also knew what he was going to say next.

"At any cost they have to meet" he stated firmly walking near the door, "their meeting will determine the fate of this tale. You may leave. We have a lot to do, and don't forget one fatal error can cost us a lot, so be very careful"

Feeling the excitement in her veins she nodded and walked out the doors. Pleased that she was the head of this mission for the first time, each person would play a role in this game determined by the mastermind, who was the person to know the end of this tale. As he had planned it.

Dancing in delight outside she could literally go and kiss him for offering her the opportunity of a lifetime.

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As soon as the clock hit 9-00 am the plan will be put into action thought Kripa walking into her classroom. Glancing at her watch she noticed it was only 7-30 am, one and half-hour of crap, and then she would be free tonight. A free bird.

Only after the bell had rung, and the national anthem had played that it hit her today was Valentine's day as she noticed the notes the teacher had on his desk.

In her school, on every Valentine's day there was this stupid thing when students could send secret messages to the person they liked. It was completely bull and a waste of time in Kripa's opinion.

Besides, she could not endure girls shrieking or gasping as they received messages, it was just unbearable, not because she wanted such messages. If she had her way she would ban such messages.

She was very confident that she would not be one of the girls to receive a message, because no one dared to send such things to her, they all knew if they sent it to her, the result would be very bad. And, also she was not a pretty sight, a girl looking horrendous never had secret admirers.

The bell rang after the announcements, and the teacher got up from her chair with the cards in her hand.

Rolling her eyes Kripa dug in her bag-pack and retrieved her textbook, then slipping her hands in her pant pockets she located a pen.

Placing both on the table she sat with her hands folded waiting for the teacher to start her lesson.

However, her eyes widened in horror, as she noticed the teacher place one of those red cards and chocolates on her desk.

"Ms. Crawford you made a mistake" she remarked looking at the card with a disgusted look, as if touching it would make her scream in pain

The teacher turned around and smiled as she said, "no dear it's for you. It says your name on the top"

All heads instantly turned in her direction, and when she turned to look at them, they all turned to look at their desks, as if they admired it.

Her brain was dead as she stared at the card. Never had she ever imagined that she would be the one to receive a card.

Should she just throw it away? Or should she read it to find out who sent it?

Now, surely reading it would mean she was interested, right? But, then she wanted to catch the person behind this as well. Quickly making a decision in a matter of seconds she opened the card, unknown about the fact that everyone around her was literally on the edge of his or her seat trying to read the message in her hand.

It was a poem. Not a message, but a poem that said:

Uh... what?

She read it over again. Once, she was done she felt her face go red in anger lifting the card she went over to the trashcan, tore it pieces and threw it in.

While, on the other end of the classroom a person was pleased that Kripa had not guessed their identity.

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