The class 12B seemed to be way too quiet today. This was highly unusual. Except when Mr. Varma takes the class the class was impossible to control. Mr. Varma being the most handsome and strict teacher students would be silently listening to the class. It was Mr. Bakshi's class. Albeit the class was silent. The reason was simple. It was their project submission. Although, khushi seemed to be excited. Firstly, she was the most studious student in the class. Secondly, she was one of the favorite students of Mr. Bakshi. The guy sitting to her next was hyperventilating when the teacher was calling out the rolls.
"Amit! Stop freaking for jalebi's sake. Have you done your work or not?" she questioned him. Amit looked at her and gave a not so very cool smile. She sighed. Amit has always been a shy kind of guy. He kept himself a little away from people as they made fun of his figure. Khushi Kumari Gupta is one of a kind though. She doesn't seek permission and just includes him in the gang. She was his good friend since class 4. Amit although introvert but was very intelligent.
"No. 8" Baskhi's awaaz reverberated in the class. Khushi looked at him and then said "yes"
She plunged her hand into the bag and then she freaked out. Like literally where the freaking hell was her file. Oh no! Gawd! I checked last night.
"Ms. Khushi?"
"Sir?" she stood up with a sheepish look.
"I am not finding my file..." she said in a low voice.
He looked at her for a whole minute.
"No Excuse. Out!" he yelled and she sighed and walked out. "What the hell!!!!!!! I put it in my bag. Right. But where DID IT GOOO?" she yelled making the group of children who were playing jump.
She walked to the other end of the ground and settled on the bench. Oh man!!! Where is this idiot? He didn't make his appearance too'
"Heh...Arnav is searching for you" she felt a tap on her shoulder. It was Smitha.
"Where the hell is he?" Damn him! She got up immediately.
"I don't know. Saw him in the corridor. Rush girl. He will send a search party if you won't go" Smitha grinned.
Khushi sighed and sat down, clutching her head in her arms. "My day is going bad Smith" she groaned.
"Heh girl. That is okay. You know that you are his favorite student. It's fine to submit a little late." Smitha said.
"No. It's just not that man. My aunt is coming from Lucknow. You know her. Don't you? I am just too tensed for the little soul in me." She pouted. Smitha's eyes widened a bit at the mention of her aunt. She knows how well it is to live with her aunt.
She chuckled and said. "Hone ko kaun taal sakthe behen... tum jao... Arnav might be having your project file. I saw the red one in his hand." She smirked.
"WHAT? That idiot is so dead if he has my project" khushi said and sped to the class. Smitha chuckled.
Arnav Singh Raizada. The hot and happening guy of the school/neighbourhood/anywhere you go. He is the bestest friend of khushi kumari Gupta. They grew up together. Their mothers being the best friends and their family bonds were very strong. They were like family. Khushi and Arnav fought like cat and mouse. It goes very wild. But they were inseparables. If they two were present, people would maintain a little distance away from them.
Khushi was trying to find the idiot friend of hers. She saw amit and asked him. He chuckled and signaled her to turn back and when she did she bumped into a hard figure.
"Careful dammit" he said irritated.
"Stone, Metal, Idiot Kutte..." she started.
"Shhh" he said closing her mouth. A little grin settling onto his handsome features.
"Firstly, I submitted your project. Secondly, stop scolding this angel friend of yours. Paap lagega" he said smirking.
She struggled at his grip and then she finally got out of his hold.
"Oh really! What the hell is my project doing with you? Last time I checked, I ducked it in my bag!" she gritted her teeth. He gave a sheepish smile and a nervous chuckle.
"Voh..." he started. And khushi was dying to listen to the story of her project theft'. For any third person their conversation would look crazy. He was tall and handsome, having all those rogue looks and getting nervous in front of the short, cute and very beautiful khushi kumari gupta who was very angry right now.
"agar tum nai bathaoge na... beta tumhara bat, guitar sab buljaa" she said turning away. He followed her.
"I will. I will. Pehle baath tho suno bey" Arnav said pulling her elbow to halt her.
"Kya..." she said irritated.
"I didn't steal your project Khush. I just took it and put it in my bag. Just so that you would come home in the morning and we can go together. But what do I know that you would be so angry for that stupid fight and not even check your bag second time" arnav said helpless. She couldn't help but smile.
"You started the fight arnav..." she pouted and added "you know I am perfect at whatever things I do, so I do not check".
Arnav stood there with a Duh!' expression intact.
"Tum impossible ho" he said and chuckled winding his hand around her neck and literally choking her.
"You killing me. Chodo bey" she said hitting his hand.
He left her and they walked out of the school.
The girls in the school were really pissed at this guptha girl. They really are jealous. Very. Very.
They walked out to the parking lot. It was their holidays week. Arnav bought his bike. He threw his bag at her and she caught it on time. "Arnav... bahoth baari hai bey... don't you have the minimum of minimum common sense that I am girl..." she started.
"Tu paagal hai? Tu ladki kab bann gayi? Khush you didn't tell me ab tak?" Arnav said surprised. Khushi hit him with the bag.
"Ab nai bachu... you ask me about girls... and then I will tell you..." she groaned.
"Stop complaining LADKI!! It is heavy coz I carry your books too" he said hitting her forehead.
"aww" she said and suddenly saw smitha.
"Heh kushi.."smitha joined them. "Heh Arnav" Kushi was grinning widely. She was walking in the middle.
"HIEEE SMITHAA" she stretched a little too much. Arnav gave her a what the' look.
Smitha blushed at him and smiled.
Arnav smiled nonchalantly.
Khushi started coughing. Arnav looked at her narrowing his gaze at her you are so dead khushi' he thought.
"Are you fine?" Smitha asked not knowing.
"W.AT.E.R?" Arnav asked gritting his teeth.
"No... I am fine." She chirped and started walking a little fast. "Just a minute... will join you guys soon" she said and walked a little faster to the other end of the lot. She giggled. Smitha has a huuuge crush on Arnav and khushi knows that. She turned and saw the old man across the road and she waved at him. And she moved to arnav's bike and put his bag and her bag on the bag and was about to turn when two hand came choking the hell out of her.
"Arnav... leave...leaveee" she laughed.
"Do you think I don't know what you were doing there?" he shouted.
"Sorry. Sorry. Ab chodo na.. boldiya sorry" she giggled.
He left her irritated.
"SIT" he ordered. She chuckled. Arnav gets angry in a split second.
"Angry young gadha" she said as she settled on his bike.
He glared at her in the mirror and she zipped her mouth.
He started the bike and they sped onto the busy roads of Delhi. Khushi leaned onto his back and slept. He sighed and smiled. Few things never change.
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She was dreaming of the daffodils and jasmine again. She was walking through the lighted pathway. It is utopian. Such surreal sight. But she was disturbed.
"KHUSHIII" the shriek reached her voice intensely and she yelled, hitting his back hard.
"Why are you sleeping so much?" he said amused.
She came out of the trance of the dream and focused on the Lard governor.
"Kyaaa bey... I din't sleep yesterday remember." She said as she got down looking at the mansion. He parked the bike and got down.
"Like you slept for 6 hours... which was supposed to be 7. So baaddd. You missed one hour of beauty sleep Gupta" he said shocked. She hit him on his back and he chuckled.
"Shut up laad governor. You were snoring and I was the one working on your project and show thoda respect... samjhe?" she said as she walked behind him.
He ringed the door bell and there stood hari Prakash. The ever loyal servant of raizadas.
"Namasthe Hari Prakash ji" khushi smiled at him. HP ji blushed and Arnav sighed.
He pulled her catching her hand tight in his grip before any conversation started.
"DIII" khushi shouted.
"Di kaha hai HP?" arnav asked as he settled on the couch.
"Voh upar hai. Chath pe" HP said nervously.
Khushi ran upstairs taking two steps at a time.
"Khushi damnit. CAREFUL!" arnav yelled but khushi didn't give an ear to it and she sped upstairs to meet her favorite Mrs JHA.
Anjali singh raizada who was now Anjali Jha was here for a long vacation. She is married to the famous lawyer Mr Shyam Jha. A very sweet couple. Shyam had to go to Italy for some work and hence left Anjali in his in laws place.
Khushi was pampered a lot by them. Although Payal, khushi's elder sister is close to her, but they share a very friendly bond. Unlike Anjali who was the elder sister.
"DIII" khushi went hugging her.
"Baath math kar mujhse. Paagal ek phone bhi nai karsakthi?" she said.
"Aree di... exams ki wajah se... aapko patha haina... vaise aap tho busy honge naa jiju ke saath... so I didn't disturb you" khusi said grinning.
*smack*
"Ouch di" khushi said rubbing her shoulder. "Bahoth badmaash hogai. Sab chotey ne kiya. Bigaad diya usne tumhe..." khushi smiled at her.
"Haan tho chotey ko marna hai ideally...nai?" khusi said logically.
Anjali smiled at her giving a bear hug.
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"KHUSHIII"
They heard a shriek. Khushi sighed and Anjali grinned.
"KYA MAAA???" she yelled back. There stood a woman, helpless look intact. Her daughter was impossible.
"Ghar ajaa... Buaji aaari hai..." she sighed.
"Anjali di aaj hi aayi hai maaa..." khushi pouted.
"Anjali beta... isko lethe hue aanaa... mein paagal hojaungi for sure iss ladki k wajah se" Garima groaned as she left.
"Di... you going home abhi?" she asked.
"Haan buaji aari haina... aunty ne sabko dinner ke liye bulaaya" Anjali said as they walked downstairs.
"Di... aap jao... Arnav and I will join you soon. We have important project to do. Once done will join you..." khushi said following her like a puppy.
Anjali smirked and so did Arnav. He turned back and started to say something when her look said shut up. He returned to what he was doing earlier.
"But... khushi... you have holidays from now..." Anjali started.
"That is why Di... we have to submit it tomorrow itself. Holidays are for our preparation. Khushi tried convincing.
Anjali nodded understanding the plight of this cute girl. She chuckled.
HP brought them tea and snacks. She was very hungry and she started eating.
"Acha Chotay... patha hai? Sankadevi's buaji is coming" smirked Anjali.
"Haan... It seems sankadevi is missing her buaji a lottt" Arnav said innocently. Khushi stood up and started hitting him.
"Kitney wahyad ho tum... I HATE YOU!!!!" she shouted pulling his hair.
"Sankaadeeviii... Chodo mujhe paagal... Diii ...awww" she hit him one last time and settled down, settling her hair. She was pissed. She didn't want to go home. The image of buaji is freaking her out.
Arnav chuckled at her. "Kitni darthi hai tu... vaise bade don banke gumthi rahthi ho... ab kya hua.." he asked rubbing his neck.
"Shut up" was all he could hear.
"impossible" Anjali said as she left to the kitchen.
She was silent. Not eating but thinking. Arnav sighed and moved closer to her.
"Kya hua?" he asked softly.
"You know naa... last time I went to lucknow. She made me eat like god knows what and she is always behind me... kusi that... kusi this... I am so pissed arnav..." she pouted leaning onto his shoulder.
"Uff ladki kya hi hoga tumharaa..." he smiled patting her hair. "Understand naa... voh aapse bahoth pyaar karthi hai maharani... Isiliye... why don't you see the pyaar khusi?" he said and she sat straight and looked at him with a brow raised.
"ya right... too much pyaar" she said piercing the onion pakori in her hand.
"Chalo I will come abhi... don't kill the pakoras. Leave some for me bukkad" he said and received a pillow staright on his head. With that he left to freshen up. Smirking to see the forthcoming comic show.
*End of chapter 1*
PS: With the excitement of the update... I haven't checked the typos. Please ignore them for now. I will do check and edit later. As of now I am not sending any pms. But will send soon. Thankyou for bearing with me.
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