Part Three - Walking through the halls
Kripa was the first one of the girls to come out, the rest of the girls were putting there make up on. Kripa thought it was pretty dumb to put make up on when you knew you were going to exercise. And usually when people exercise they sweat. The guys were already on the rug. Kripa sat down next to Angad as he signaled her to sit down where he saved a spot for her.
"Hey, how long are the rest of the girls going to take?" Ms. Verma asked looking up from her book at Kripa as she sat down next to Angad. Ms. Verma still didn't know any one's name.
"They're just putting their making on." Kripa said remembering all the girls crowded at the mirror as she walked out.
"Ugh…" said Ms. Verma while getting up from her beanbag chair. In less than 10 seconds all the girls were out. All the girls had half of there make up on while half of there faces were normal. The looked like they just came from the circus. The only girl who didn't have crazy make-up on was Kripa.
"Ok, now that everyone is here, I want to know every ones names first," She said sitting down in to her comfy bean bag chair. "Let's play a game. It'll be like a hot potato, except when the ball lands in your hand you have to tell us your name and dance on a song that starts with the letter of your name."
"Sounds fun!" said Kripa excited.
Ms. Verma had her stereo next to her bean bag chair, with a tennis ball next to it. Everyone formed a circle on the rug as Ms. Verma put on the music. 'Yeh Ishq Hai' played while Ms. Verma gave the tennis ball to Prithvi and Prithvi passed it on. The music stopped on Angad.
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Riddhima walked ahead of Armaan while Armaan tried to keep up with her. Her pace was normal; it was just hard for Armaan to walk with a chair on his butt. "I wonder how I got glued to my chair!?" yelled out Armaan sarcastically. "Why would someone want to glue a hot guy like me to a chair?"
Riddhima turned around. She was tired of him constantly blabbering about his butt being glued to the chair. They had been walking in the halls for the last 5 minutes, but he wouldn't shut up. "Since your so hot Mr. Armaan Malik, maybe your butt melted on the chair." She said turning back around started walking again. She was already angry that she was being sent to Ms. Singh's room because of Armaan, and he was just making her more annoyed by blabbering about being glued to a chair!
"Oh really," said Armaan baffled by her quick remark. He tried to come up with something, but he couldn't and just walked behind Riddhima quietly, thinking of a way to teach her a lesson. She had already ruined his first impression on the hot girls in his class. He knew he wouldn't get a date for at least a month. How could he humiliate her? His prank full ideas stopped as he bumped into a wall. He was looking down all this time, since it was hard for him keep his head up.
"Ow…" he said sitting, more like falling, into the chair. He rubbed his forehead. Riddhima turned around, sure he was annoying but he was still human. And how ever quickly she got angry, her anger would vanish that quickly.
"Are you okay?" she asked in a sympathetic voice. She was starting to feel guilty; he hadn't done anything to her since he came here. She walked back to him to see if he was ok.
"Yea I'm fine." He said in a grumpy voice. He didn't like being stuck to a chair. How was he supposed to get un-stuck? He looked at her feeling guilty. "Can you push me? It's the most you can do after gluing me to a chair… even when I haven't done anything." he asked taking fully advantage of her emotional state of being.
"Sure." She said falling for the guilt trip. She pushed the chair, which was very heard since it had no wheels and Armaan probably weighed a ton.
They finally arrived at Ms. Singh's office, which felt like forever for Riddhima. They were out side the closed door. "I can walk from here," said Armaan grinning. He was actually tired of the slow movement; he was walking faster than she was pushing him. Riddhima let go of him as he got up into the weird position because of the chair. Riddhima opened the door and walked in as Armaan followed, to see Ms. Kavita in her chair looking not to happy.
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I know I haven't given an update for a loooong time, and htis ones short. But I've got lots of other things to do too... So I hope you guys understand. I'll try very hard to make the next part longer. And I promise the next part to be MUCH better... I know this one was boring...
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