Part 1
"Metz", Mr. Strout called out, "have you finished your assignment?" Metz simply nodded and answered, "Yes, Mr. Strout." Mr. Strout's face lit up and he gave Maithli a huge smile, she was his favourite student after all….
Now that her assignment was finished, Maithli couldn't stop fidgeting. There were still 10 minutes for class to end To occupy her self… she took out her i-pod and lost herself in the world of music. Her favourite tune began to play
Tere Chehre Se Nazar Nahin Hat'ti
Nazare Hum Kya Dekhein
Tujhe Mil Ke Bhi Pyaas Nahin Ghat'ti
Nazare Hum Kya Dekhein
-Trinngggg-
The loud noise jolted Metz out of her dream world. The class was over! She picked up her heavy bag and her lavish Gucci bag (she had a fetish for bags) and made her way in to the hallway. She jogged her way to the adjacent hallway and approached her best friend Tanu's class room. She had promised Metz that they would go out for lunch today. The weather was getting better, all the snow had melted. Metz loved the outdoors, the sunshine, the trees, the birds… the whole lot…
Metz-Oye Tanu ki bachi.. bahar nikal.. yaar tu to chinti se bhi slow hai.. kabhi to time par apna bag pack kar liya kar.
Tanu-Metz tumhe patta hai mein aisi hoon… bas ek aur minute aur I'll be done.
Metz- Acha baba theek hai. Jaldi kar
Metz helped Tanu wrap up her notes and walked out of her class room. As she looked out her eyes met with a stranger… wait he wasn't a stranger. He was the "Mr. Cool" from the other day.
-Flashback-
Like usual, Metz made her way to Tanu's class as soon as her 3rd class finished. Her bag was a wee bit heavy that day and the bag's strap was giving her some trouble. She was struggling to keep it stable on her shoulders but the strap kept on getting loose. Frustrated Metz decided to take down her bag and fix it for good. As soon as she had finished fixing it, her eyes caught a glimpse of a tall, handsome figure approaching her or she thought it was. She didn't know who he was nor had she seen him around in the school campus before. He coolly walked through the hallway brushing his hair to the back. He seemed an avid John Abraham fan, for his hairstyle unquestionably matched his. He was also very well dressed compared to the other lot in her school. The usual lot wore over sized shirts—the XXXXL size and very baggy pant which always seemed that they would fall down any second. This really bugged Metz in general. So, his unique commendable dressing style and his hair, definitely his hair caught Metz attention. A Dj Vu feeling ran through Metz at the sight off him. She had never felt such a feeling before. It was something extrodinary.. Sure, she had seen hot guys before but she never felt that sensation that she felt upon laying her eyes on him. Metz simply decided to brush of the feeling and continued walking. The stranger she had seen gave Metz a weird look as their path's crossed. "Uff yeh Punjabi (she assumed he was Punjabi as most guys in her school were.. all of them had seemed to immigrated to Canada..) ladke bhi na… dimaag khisak gaye hain sabke… aaya bada "Mr. Cool".. shakal dekhi hai aiine mein... yukk his hair." That was the first impressions Metz had of him. It sure wasn't the last though.
-Back To Present-
The Dj vu feeling was back as their eye locking session continued. Even though Metz was looking right at him she couldn't make up anything - his face, features, eyes… anything. She didn't know why it was so… but it simply was. "Metz", called Tanu from behind, "Chalein." Mr. Cool gave her that "look" again and simply walked away.
Tanu- Yaar yeh kaun tha?
Metz- Arey yaar mujhe kya patta… hoga koi namuna… waise bhi humare school mein namuno ki koi kammi nahin hai.
Tanu let out a laugh- haha.. patta hai baba… acha yaar is namune ka koi naam to rakhein. Time pass ke liye koi naya target chahiye… mein to purane namuno se tang aa chuki hoon
Metz- hmmm baat to teri sahi hai… how about… "Jatin"
Tanu- "Jatin" arey yaar yeh kaisa naam hua?
Metz- Yaar wooh TV actor nahin… Jatin Shah.. mujhe thoda thoda uske jaisa lagta hai.
Tanu- Metzzzz you watch too much TV… waise baat to teri galat nahin hai… "Jatin" it is.
Metz- To theek jab takk hum mahashay ka naam nahin patta laga lete.. tab tak yeh "Jatin" hai.
Putting an end to their conversation, Maithli and Tanu strolled off toward McDonalds to buy their lunch.
-End of Part 1-
How do you guy like it?? If you guys liked this part… then let me know… I am going to add a story outline very soon.. so the setting and context of story becomes clear
Regardz
RJ
Edited by jjknrokz - 17 years ago
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