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Twilight
It was there sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that I first saw them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from everyone else as possible. There were five of them, and they weren't talking or eating; their full tray of food was left untouched.
Thankfully, they weren't gawking at me like everyone else, so it was safe to stare. They didn't look anything alike. Of the three boys, one was a heavy muscled guy, handsome, but kinda scary. Another was a taller and leaner, but still well muscled. The last one was lanky, less bulky, but still defined, with perfectly tousled hair; hair which looked untouched, but still perfect. He looked more boyish than the rest of the boys, who looked like they could be teachers here, instead of students.
Sitting at the table with them were two girls. One was a stunning beauty, with model-like features, and hair that would make everyone envy. When she stood to throw away her food, I saw that she also had a body that any model would die for.
The other girl was small. Short and petite. Her face was pretty, but kind of vague.
They were all so different and yet at the same time, they were so alike. Every one of them was pale. Paler than most Indians. Paler than most whites. Paler than me.
Although their skin color was so light, their eyes were dark, with purplish shadows under the eyes; as if they didn't get enough sleep. Like they had got in a fist fight and had a black eye and a broken nose.
But their noses, as well as all other features were straight, perfect, angular.
But all this wasn't why I could look away.
I stared because their unique faces were so devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful. They looked like faces you saw in airbrushed magazine photos; not in a sucky school in some rainy town in India. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful- the perfect looking girl, or the lean, boyish guy.
"Who are they?" I asked the girl, who walked with me to lunch.
As she looked up to see who I was talking about (although I suspected she already knew from my tone), the boyish one looked up at her for just a fraction of second. Then, suddenly, his dark eyes flicked to mine.
He looked away quickly; more quickly than I could, though in a flush of embarrassment I dropped my eyes at once.
That's the Khanna's" the girl with the curly hair told me.
"Oh" I replied, still staring at the table. Finally, when the urge to look became to strong, I peeked out of my preprihal vision and saw that that the boy was now talking to his siblings, his lips moving extremely fast.
"Mishti, can you I borrow that napkin?" called out Prithvi, and I realized that the girl with the curly hair was Mishti. Good to know.
"Sure," she replied, passing his the tissue. Then she turned to me and saw me watching the Khanna's. "Weird, huh?"
"What is?"
"Them." she replied. I shrugged, still fixated on the table and especially on that guy with the messy hair. She followed my gaze and smirked when she saw who I was looking at.
"Don't bother" she said.
"Um what?"
"That's Angad Khanna. He's hot, yes, but he doesn't date. Apparently the girls here aren't good enough for him" she sniffed, a clear case of sour grapes. I tried to hide my smile.
I noticed that Angad's cheek lifted for a second as if he was also smiling and as if he could hear our conversation. Very weird.
All of a sudden, the pixie looking one stood up and walked to the trash can so gracefully it seemed like she danced there, throwing out her tray of untouched food. "What about the rest of them?" I asked Mishti.
"The one who just got up? The short one? That's Prachi. The other girl, the modelish one is Anjali. The huge dude next to Anjali, that's Kavya and the last one is Neev." she paused for a second, leaning in close as if she was about to tell me some big deep dark secret. "They're all together"
"What do mean 'together'?"
"Like together, together"
"Ohhh" I replied. Then stopped. "How is that possible?"
"Well they're all adopted. Dilip Khanna, the local surgeon and his wife Nandini couldn't have kids so they adopted them. Angad, Prachi, and Kayva are real siblings and Anjali and Neev are siblings. So Kavya and Anjali got together, and Prachi and Neev. Only Angad's the odd man out."
That was pretty cool; I mean, doing something like that in such a small, Indian town- you need guts. Just then the bell rang we all quickly got out of our seats and started walking to class. I had biology in room 6 next, and so did Jessica and Prithvi.
When we walked inside the room, I saw Jessica and Prithvi go and sit in what seemed like their normal seats. As I was scanning the rest of the room, my heart stopped for a second and then started up again, beating twice as hard. He was sitting all the way in the back. And the empty seat next to him? Yea, that was the only empty seat in the room.
"Ms. Lucas?"
I turned around and saw the biology teacher looking at me. I walked up to him and he gave me the course syllabus as well as a textbook. Of course he had no choice but to send me to the seat on the back next to him.
Gulping, I started walking down the aisle to the back of the class where my class was. Being the clumsy oaf I am, I hit my leg against one of the desks and tripped, almost falling flat on my face. A few people chuckled. I tried to look anywhere but at him, mortified.
When I finally got to the desk, I sat down at the edge of my seat. When I looked sideways I saw the weirdest thing. I expected him to be looking at me with a normal, bored expression, or maybe if I got lucky, a smile. But I saw him looking at me with so much hatred in his coal black eyes, so much pain, and so much uncomfort, I internally shuddered.
What was wrong?! Did I smell bad? I discreetly smelled my armpits. Smelled like my deodorant. Maybe it was my hair? Nope, it smelled like strawberries. Pretty good, might I add?
What was going on?!
That's the part. Yes, Im late. I suck. Sorry. Will try to update more often. Im gonna start and hopefully finish a part for 7 guys and 1 girl tonight, if my mom doesn't come home anytime soon. I won't set a specific amount of comments, but just lemme know if you're still interested in reading this one. Also, im not replying to comments cuz 1)too many 2)im sure you'd all like a update rather than replies [i might be wrong so do tell me if you disagree]. But starting this part i will start replying again.Thanks.
P.S.- the formats weird, and its stretched out cuz of some of the siggies people have, so i suggest copy pasting it into Microsoft Word or something.
x3 [a very sorry] Prakriti
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