Arshi FF # TEMPTATION to make you mine **ON HOLD** - Page 13

CHAPTER-14

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I yawn as I rub my eyes to get the clear view of my surrounding.

I look around myself to get the shocked of my life. I am actually in my room but if I remember correctly I fall asleep in garden last night.

So how the hell I end up in my bed?

Someone carry me here because I know that if I sleep I am not going to wakeup before sunrise.

Don't know who carry me here but I am going to thanks that person when I find out.

I get up and made my way to the washroom as last night incident start flashing in my mind.

I need to be strong .I came here to fulfill my dreams not to entertain someone.

What if I don't have friends right now .I am sure that I make some good friend very soon who don't backstab me.

Come on Khushi you can't let him run your sophomore year in college.

I dressed myself in blue jeans and crop top.

After taking my I-phone, bag and the dress that I wear last day I made my outside the room.

Actually in weekend university is off so I am going out to dry-clean the dress I wear last day to return it back to Anjali.

After I find out the shop that I goggle as I am not familiar in Mumbai I made my way inside the shop.

"Yes, how may I help you "A Girl around my age ask me politely.

"I need to dry-clean the dress."I told her.

"Ok. Can I have a look at your dress "She asked me?

"Ya.Sure" I told her as I take out the dress from my bag.

"Hey it's very pretty dress. Where did you buy it from?"She asked me as she studied the dress.

"It's my roommate dress not mine so I really don't know."I lied to her I mean technically I tell the truth because after so many lies I can't say that Arnav actually design that dress.

"It's O.k. will give it to you back in 20 minutes and it charges Rs.500.You can wait here."She told me as she goes inside the room in shop.

I take a seat on the couch and start playing candy crush on my I-phone.

"Hey .Its had done .here your dress "The girl gives me the bag and I give her the payment.

I should start looking out for Job as I am running out of Cash. My account has approx. Rs.10, 000.

"Do you know any part time job that I can do? "I asked her.

It's not bad to try .Right.

"No .Actually I don't have any job in my mind right know but you know you can do that online tutoring. It has good scope."She told me as she gives me the site name.

After taking the dress I firstly go to my room and leave the package on Anjali bed as she is not in the room.

Then I take my laptop and made my way outside to the garden.

Our college has full wifi range.

So why not I take a look at the site that Nisha gave me.

Yup dry clean girl name is Nisha.

I enter the site name "enroll.com".

It's actually the site in which we can tutor the students online. And it does not have any registration fess.

After I register my name and fill out some basic information that needed I close the laptop. I hope I get some reply from them.

I stand up and dust off the invisible dust from my jeans .I start roaming in the college and that's when I see that there are auditions going on for singing in auditorium.

For starter of my good life in college I should audition in singing as I love singing.

After I made my way to the auditorium I fill up my registration form. Actually I am the last one as after filling up of my form registration got close.

Thanks Devi Maiyya for sending me on time.

After waiting for like 1 and half hours my turn finally come.

I made my way towards the stage. I am actually nervous. I never in my life perform on such big stage but I guess there is first for everything. I took a deep breathe as I take my place on the center of stage.

"Guys See! What do we have here? Khushi Kumari Gupta."I hear Arnav deep husky voice told in mike.

I looked up shock to see Arnav grinning at me.

He is one from the panel of judge who are going to select.

Kill me now.

"So Khushi tell me what you're going to sing for me."He asked me with smirk on his face.

"A song. What do you think?"I asked him with raised eyebrow.

If he thinks after last day event I am going to act normal around him normal. Then he is totally wrong.

He will never know that what hit him.

"Oh .So you can speak. I don't know."He teased me again.

"You don't even know the 1% percent about me. So stop judging. And I am here for audition not to chitchat with you."I told him irritated.

My patience is tied with the thin thread now.

"Cool Down. So as we all are bored while listening same song again and again .And as you're last participant why don't you surprise us. You know something different than these boll wood songs. "He told me while smirking at me.

Oh so he want a surprise. He is going to get such a great surprise that he never forget it in his lifetime.

"Ok as you say. I am going to dedicate that song to someone from last day that ruined my fresher party. I think you know him. Right."I told him smirking as his eyes got wide open.

I start strumming the guitar that I got from backstage as I sing.

You, with your words like knives

And swords and weapons that you use against me

You have knocked me off my feet again

Got me feeling like I'm nothing

You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard

Calling me out when I'm wounded

You picking on the weaker man

You can take me down with just one single blow

But you don't know what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

You, with your switching sides

And your wildfire lies and your humiliation

You have pointed out my flaws again

As if I don't already see them

I walk with my head down

Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you

I just wanna feel okay again

I bet you got pushed around

Somebody made you cold

But the cycle ends right now

'Cause you can't lead me down that road

And you don't know what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar

Talking over a football game

With that same big loud opinion

But nobody's listening

Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things

Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing

But all you are is mean

All you are is mean

And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life

And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

But someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so?..

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city (Why you gotta be so?..)

And all you're ever gonna be is mean (Why you gotta be so?..)

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me (Why you gotta be so?..)

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

I smirk at him and his friends as they all gave me a murderous look.

My gaze broke by the loud applaud from the entrance of auditorium.

There stood a teacher who makes her way towards me.

"That was awesome. You're selected as lead singer."She told me chirpily as she turns her gaze towards Arnav.

"Guys meet our two lead singers for next event. Arnav and Khushi."She told the crowd loudly as I look around to see the crowd murmuring to themselves, Arnav friends face turn in pure shock and at last Arnav giving me murderous look. If look could kill I am dead by now.

I smile inwardly as I grin back at him

"Hey Partner"

I repeat him the same dialogue that he gave me when we selected as the lab partner. Now it's my turn.

Payback is bitch and it's going to bite him on his back.

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