Through roll calls, I heard that her name was Sanyukta Agarwal. Well... I had nothing to say about her name... just that it resonated within me for some reason.
Our first group project then came up, and we were supposed to work in pairs. My eyes quickly searched for Parth, but that bugger had started speaking to a hot girl named Vidhushi, and had practically ditched me to work with her.
"Jiggy," I said, approaching someone with a smile. "Want to be partners?"
"Sorry bro," Jiggy said. "I have one."
Then he looked at Kaustuki Sherpa and smiled.
I sighed and glanced around some more - one by one, the class seemed to find themselves in pairs. Everyone had a partner, except Sanyukta Agarwal.
No. No, no, no. She was the last person I wanted to be partnered with. Perhaps I brought this up myself... maybe if I hadn't made such a mockery of her, she would have had a partner today.
I walked up to the professor and looked upset.
"Sir, I don't have a partner," I said.
"Great, neither does Sanyukta," PKC sir said and glanced at her, causing my heart to beat quickly.
"But professor, I don't want to work with her," I said quietly, hoping she didn't hear.
I heard her breathe sharply. Great, that meant she heard.
"I don't want to work with him either," she snapped, approaching the professor and I.
"If you don't want to get a zero, I expect you two to work together," PKC sir then said and walked away from us.
I glared at her.
"What's your problem?" she snapped at me. "Stop looking at me like that."
"Bloody -" I said, then paused and started to snicker.
I was actually about to say bloody hell, but then the memory of what happened last week replayed, and I couldn't control myself.
"You're such an asshole," she said through gritted teeth. "I'll do the whole project, you just stay out of it... don't worry, I'll say we worked together."
"You wish," I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm working on it, YOU stay out. My mark's at stake here... you'll contaminate my project."
"What?" she asked, her mouth dropping, as if I made no sense at all.
"Yeah, you're disgusting," I told her. "Advertising your period like that!"
"You immature asshole, you're made out of that period blood!" she snapped. "If it weren't for your mother's period blood, you wouldn't be here."
Ew. I scrunched my nose at the thought.
"Whatever," I said bluntly, unsure of how to respond to that. "Meet me at the library at six... or I'm doing everything on my own."
She swore under her breath as she stormed off from me and I felt a bit bad for being harsh to her, but I couldn't help it... the way she accused me for hitting on her the day I saw her still bothered me.
She met me at the library at six, but I had already started to work on the project at five.
"Who told you to start?" she asked me as soon as she approached me, sounding impatient.
"I don't need to be told," I retorted. "I do things when I feel like it."
"Move aside," she told me and practically pushed me to the side.
I glared at her, but she paid me no attention as she looked at what I had done so far.
"Fine," she snapped. "But I'll work on it from now."
"No you won't," I argued. "I know what I'm doing... you don't."
"You think I don't know?" she asked, sounding angry.
"You definitely don't know as much as I do," I said with a smirk. "I'm Randhir Singh Shekhawat, I got into this university as rank one."
She pursed her lips together and inhaled sharply, looking pissed off.
"I don't care if you're rank one or rank one thousand, but you have no manners!" she said, irritably. "Now just shut up and let me work."
"I am not letting you work," I snapped back at her. "I won't have you spoil my project."
"Fine," she said dropping her bag on the ground. "I'm going to the bathroom... when I come back, if you don't let me work, then I'm complaining."
Then she disappeared from the library and I breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have her off my back. I went back to working on the project and got so immersed in it, that hours passed I completely forgot about Sanyukta. It was only when the library was about to close, that I noticed her bag on the side and I started to get worried.
Where was she? This girl thought she could just disappear and I would babysit her bag?
I didn't even have her phone number.
I groaned. What was I supposed to do now? The library was about to close, and I had her bag.
I packed up my belongings and picked up her bag along with my stuff, and I started to leave the library.
As I walked through the halls, carrying both of our bags with me, I decided to walk towards the girl's dormitories. I couldn't be caught here, but I didn't know what else to do with her bag.
I bumped into Vidhushi as I was walking inside, the girl Parth was flirting with.
"Hey, you know where Sanyukta lives?" I asked her casually. "I have her bag."
"Yeah, her room's at the end of the hall, the last one," Vidhushi said. "She lives in a single room... so lucky!"
Vidhushi sounded quite jealous, but I didn't really care. I just needed to get rid of Sanyukta's bag.
"Can you give this to her?" I asked Vidhushi.
"Sorry, I have to meet someone," she told me and I frowned.
"Okay, no worries," I said, wondering if Parth was sneaking out to meet Vidhushi.
I walked to the end of the hall, and then knocked on Sanyukta's door. Nobody came to open it, so I turned the handle and saw that it was open.
As soon as I stepped inside, her eyes looked up to see me and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have your bag," I said, as I started to close the door.
"No! Don't close the door," she said out loud, but it was too late - I closed the door.
"Why?" I asked, dropping her bag on the ground.
"It's locked from the inside... the handle is jammed, I didn't exactly run away from our project," she mumbled, sounding annoyed. "Now climb out of the window and get out."
"What the -" I said, irritated. "I am not jumping out of the window."
"Just get out!" Sanyukta snapped.
"No," I said defiantly, and crossed my arms together.
"I am not spending the night with you!" Sanyukta said, sounding pissed off. "My phone's dead and I lost my charger. Call someone."
"What... no way! I can't tell anyone I'm here!" I snapped.
"Then I'll call, give me your phone," Sanyukta said, irritated.
I took out my phone and turned it on.
"What the hell is wrong with your room? Why is there no service?" I asked her.
"What?" she asked, sounding frightened. "Don't lie!"
"I'm serious," I said, frightened myself.
She grabbed my phone from me and her eyes widened.
"Idiot!" she screamed. "Your battery is low... you have service. Where's your charger?"
I opened my bag to grab my charger, but I groaned loudly.
"It's in my room," I told her.
"Argh!" she said, frustrated. "Just jump out, please."
"No," I said, grabbing my phone back from her. "I'm not jumping out."
"I don't want to be stuck in my room with you," she snapped.
"As if I'm dying to be stuck in a room with period girl," I snapped back.
"You asshole, every girl is a period girl!" she argued.
"Not every girl shows it!" I retorted.
"You are horrible," Sanyukta accused. "Get out... I don't care how. Just leave!"
"No, now I'm tempted to stay here," I replied. "Maybe if you say it nicely, I'll consider trying to fix your door."
"I am not saying it nicely!" she yelled.
"Alright," I said simply, and then removed my shoes and sat on her bed. "I'll just make myself at home then."