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Just as the bell rang, Joydeep dropped into the chair beside me. He
flinched. He HATED being late to class.
"Where were you during lunch?" I leaned over and whispered while
Mr. Potoczek began taking roll.
Joydeep got nervous & said, "I was in the library doing my chem.
HW."
I narrowed my eyes. I'd known Joydeep forever, and I knew he was
as diligent as I was when it came to getting his homework done. No way
would he leave an assignment till last minute.
"Did someone take your homework again?" I demanded. Joydeep was
getting picked on by guys at school, guys like Angad. Well, not Angad
exactly, but guys in his crowd. Jerks who thought they were so cool that
rules & regulations did not apply to them.
Joydeep nodded hesitantly. "But don't worry about it. I remembered the
answers, so it wasn't a big deal to redo my homework."
"But you shouldn't have to redo your homework," I insisted. "Who took it?"
He shook his head.
"Come on Joydeep, tell me who stole your homework. I mean, that's what
we are talking about here, theft."
Firmly pressing his lips together, he averted his gaze & opened his chem.
book. I knew I'd never be able to get the culprit's name out of his mouth
now. I figured he had some pride.
Mr. Potoczek started talking about molecules coming together to form
different chemicals. I glanced aver at Prithvi, he was taking notes.
Now, there was a true dreamy guy.
Prithvi was incredibly perfect. Unlike Angad, who always wore black t-
shirts, Prithvi wore different colored shirts everyday. He had dark brown
hair that kept falling over his brow, and he'd swipe it back like he was
seriously irritated with it. I interfered with his note-taking ability.
And he had the most amazing eyes under his glasses. But what impressed
me the most was he always knew the correct answers always raised his
hand. Math, Chemistry, English. He was a whiz at everything. A total
genius.
I could imagine a conversation with him would be totally engrossing. He
probably knew facts about things that I'd dared never to think about. To
have an evening with Prithvi, talking about anything, would be the
ultimate date.
It was funny. Ask any girl at Kennedy who would be their ultimate date,
and she'd say Angad Khanna. I would be the only one who'd say Prithvi
Bose. And Angad's the one who's asked me out!
Something had to be up.
By the end of the day, I'd gone from invisible nerd to Kripa with a
thousand friends. Well, a thousand SCHOOLMATES. Suddenly everyone
knew my name. I was the one who turned down a date to the dance with
Angad Khanna. People who'd never acknowledged my presence were now
nodding to me in the hallways. I'd never gotten so many "Hey Kripa's" in
one day in my whole life.
With my backpack slung over my shoulder, I headed towards the bus. I
still had no idea why Angad had asked me to the dance. All I knew was
that I was more than a little suspicious.
Or was Aaliyah right? Was it possible that he noticed that I was cute? Or
that I was smart & nice?
Yeah, right. Angad Khanna didn't notice stuff like smart & nice.
Suddenly, out of the blue, Angad was walking next to me. I almost
tripped over my feet.
"Hey, Kripa," he said from that perfect mouth. "I'll give you a ride home."
I glanced at him, then down at my loafers. What was going on? Little
alarm bells went off in my head. Normally I wasn't by nature a suspicious
person, but his attention was too weird. There was absolutely no way the
guy really liked me. No matter what Aaliyah might think. I wasn't stupid
enough to think that he liked me, not for one single second, and I wasn't
stupid enough for Angad in the first place.
He had a reputation for being attracted to girls who thought that brains
were simply stuffed inside your skull so your head could keep its shape.
Cute, hot, & dumb, that was his usual type.
Besides, he made me feel like the total geek I was. I mean, he never had
a dark hair out of place. He had never worn braces but his teeth were
perfectly straight. Didn't wear glasses. A zit had never dared appeared on
his face. He was never slumped over with the weight of his backpack. Did
the guy ever engage in activity of homework?
And I didn't want anything to do with a guy who would pick on Joydeep,
and I had other reasons to avoid Angad.
Since my voice box seemed to be malfunctioning, I pointed at the bus and
ran.
When I finally found an empty seat that I could sling myself into, I gazed
out the window. Angad stood there, hands on his hips, looking like he'd
just encountered someone who'd escaped an insane asylum.
Well, at least I wouldn't have to worry about him talking to me anymore.
well, here's the next part…. hope you guys like it, sorry for the delay. I
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