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My new FF the old ones have become pretty boring and this one has a totally new concept! So i hope people like it. And remember no comments to updates,when you read the FF remember to pay back with comments and thank yous 😆.This FF is not based on doctory instead its based on art like -singing and dancing!
NOTE: The thoughts of the main leads (armaan and ridhima) have depicted their thoughts which means italic thoughts are ridhima's and bold thoughts are armaan's. Inspiration for the thought part is taken from KAT.
~Introduction~
She was there in the auditorium in her dancing shoes and her fitting dance suit which she always wore when she visited 'Hop Along' for her dance classes every evening. She basically did not need classes, she went there just to cleanse her soul with the music flowing out of the jukebox, she considered Hop Along as a sacred place where her body would not have control on what she did!
Dance was her only escape,whenever she was in some problem or just felt like she had no purpose in life she walked over to the studio and danced all night long!
The reason she was here today was that she was leaving everything she ever had...her mother,her sister and all her close friends. For one part of it she was happy that she got a free scholarship to the biggest arts and dance academy in new york but for the other part she was sad as she was leaving her friends,relatives and moreover her only desire to live-her mother and sister. She did not want to leave India and go away to another country but it was the only place where she could establish herself, where she could get her talent to sing and dance recognized!
She walked into the studio and a girl with shoulder length ran over to her. "Ridhima you cannot do this to us,you cannot leave this place. Please ridhima all of us need you to run this place,you know you are the only reason why children come to learn dance here. They all love you ridhima please don't leave us" Muskan, ridhima's greatest support and one of her bestest friend broke down crying, she could not bare it that her friend who was basically like her sister was leaving them and going away!
"Muskan....muskan dear don't cry dear i myself don't want to go away from here but you know it is very important for me to take this scholarship dear, you know after what my father did i need to back my mother and sister with money!" Ridhima had a bitter look on her face when she mentioned her father who was a total brute, she hated him more than anyone in this whole wide world. She did not only hate him but she even hated 'love'. She took an oath that she never ever would fall in love or even get close to a man.
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Short briefing: Ridhima gets a free scholarship to Bristol hillman music and dance conservatory, she gets it because she sends in a DVD of her dance moves ans singing skills thinking maybe she might have some luck to get into the short time course,but it happens such that they actually give her the complete free scholarship for which only 50 students qualify from all over the world!
~Part One~
She left everyone behind,she did not want to look back because she was afraid she might break into tears as she for the first time in her entire life was leaving her mother and sister. She did not want anyone to accompany her to the airport not even muskan, she knew if muskan would have come along it would be impossible for her to leave! She was constantly thinking how selfish she was being, she did not even deserve that scholarship and how was she leaving the people who were always by her side, even in hard times.
Her plane was to leave in 10 minutes and she was boarding on the plane thinking about the next day; thinking about what would happen tomorrow, would those hep american chicks accept this simple indian girl, what kind of racism would she have to face!
But she was more concerned about who she would spend all her days and nights for the next 3 years in her dormitory!
She found her seat on the plane as the plane was ready to leave.
Shutting her eyes and leaving a sigh she said "here goes nothing!"
Resting her head on the seat she fell asleep, and never even realized when the plane was ready to land in New york!
~~~~~~~~~~
She was ready to get into a taxi and leave for bristol hillman. New york was exactly how she dreamed of, the roads filled with cars and the city was a silver pool of light.
When she finally was done with admiring the beautiful city she waved for a taxi and fortunately one did see her wave.
Keeping her jacket on the railing she started to stuff her luggage in the back of the taxi and the driver came there to help her as well.
Nobody even noticed the punk rob her jacket and run off!
As she turned to pick her jacket to keep her warm, she saw it was gone!
"hey my jacket where did it go??" ridhima was shocked not because of the robber but because that jacket was muskan's and rahul's farewell gift for her and she already lost it!
The driver looked around and said "welcome to New york baby! your jacket is gone and it is not as cold, you don't need the jacket"
Ridhima thought how many shockers was she to get in a day, the driver was such a jerk but she could do nothing at all, so she got into the taxi and started looking around the streets of New york.
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She was standing outside the world famous "Bristol hillman music and dance conservatory"!
'Did i actually get into this place, am i that capable, will i be able to stay here and complete this scholarship!'
She walked forward and found the doors to the main entrance were locked so she tried knocking on the door.
'You gotta be kidding me its damn late in the night and where are all these people'
As she was lost deep in thoughts a tall,muscular boy walked over to the door and opened it!
'hmmm...she looks like an indian and is pretty beautiful...armaan baby time to flirty'
He opened the door and asked her "what do you want, the rooms are full"
Ridhima just looked at him in amazement.
'WTF..... so what if he is hot and stuff it does not mean he makes me stand out on this freezing night without my jacket and starts to play stupid funny tricks on me,bozo'
"Excuse me! its freezing cold here and i need to get to my dormitory and i as well need to attend the welcome lecture which is inn five minutes from now so can you please move!' ridhima was fuming
'Wow she is not only hot from the outside but also hot from the inside,god look at her red eyes likes they'll spill some poisonous lava on me and look at her face all red-red!'
"What the password,dear" was his only answer!
"What password??!!??" ridhima's blood was boiling inside her now!
"Okay before you burst, let me let you come in and by the way the password is monkeys"
"ahaan" she was just irritated by him!
"Hey i'm armaan and i think you are the other Indian girl who got the scholarship right?"
'hmm...he has a good name..and he's good at recognizing people...good good!'
"Yes i am and i need to know where the welcome lecture is taking place as its there that we will be sorted into groups for our dorms"
'GOD she is so guys-always-suck'ish' types, i think she hates men. OH NOWAI i think i have a crush on her. GOD HELP MOI! kya mujhe pyaaaaaaaaar haiiiiiiiiiiiii aeyaaaaaaaaa kaisaaaa khumarrrr hain aeyaaaaan! ladki patane mein i need help from some love guruuuuuu! hey bhagwan is ladki ko mere liye pataa do i'll pakka give you full credit 😆😆'
"Yeah its this way come i'll show you" saying this he tried to put his arms around her shoulders
"Hello watch it! keep your hands to yourself, and if you cannot then let me tie them for you! I'm very good at tying knots!" she was angry
'smart fellaw thinks i feel for him. noways i hate men!' bewakoof bozo'
'oye yaaraa if your good at tying knots why not tie our wedding wala knot, sighhhhhhhhh it would be sooo good'
He led her to the main hall which started to fill-up slowly as more students arrived!
Ridhima was nervous very nervous as many eyes were on her.
'I'm going to lose this' i won't be able to do it'
These were her last thoughts as she settled into a chair in the first row.....
*~~~~~~~~~~*
~Part Two (part dedicated to marisha)~
Ridhima left out a deep sigh, looking at the stage where she might perform one day if she was good enough, this place was a dream for her! Just then a fair girl with straight black hair tied into a pony-tail with dark red highlights at the end of her hair and dark blue eyes skipped up to the seat next to ridhima and....
*BANG*
'OMG did she hurt herself??!!!?? let me help her get up'
The girl had actually intended to sit on the seat but she forgot that it was a pull-and-sit one so she just fell to the ground, ridhima helped her get up.
"Hey are you hurt??" ridhima asked her politely.
"Oye no yaar, i'm iron man, wait no i'm iron woman! woman sounds too old YEAH i'm iron girl! But thanks you seem like a nice girl, wait are you one of the three Indians who got in???? wait don't tell me let me guess YEAH you are one of them because the other one is that hot guys, he's so damn hot, but where is he??? anyways im marisha from punjab, don't you talk?? why are you so chup chup???haan kuch to bolo yaar!!!!"
Ridhima just stood there looking at her, suddenly her eyes started forming a brim of tears, which she could not hold back, a lone tear ran down her eyes which marisha immediately notice!
"OYE, why are you crying, did i say something wrong!!!!!!" marisha was now totally baffled at why ridhima was crying, she thought maybe some of her reckless yapping is the reason!
'Muskan.......she is exactly like muskan, oh how much i miss her, the same way she bumped into her chair on the first day of the opening of the dance studio!'
"No, you did not say anything, actually i just remembered a very near and dear friend after meeting you" ridhima replied wiping off the trails caused by her tears!
"Oye yaar, don't worry now im here naa, so i'll help you get over India for the time to come, by the way what is your name and would you like to be friends! Waise i'm giving you a statutory warning that i'm hazardous to health actually ears!" marisha had an unlimited talk-time which would never be consumed no matter how much she spoke, but she was really sweet and serious when it came to her passion which was dance!
"Oye, tussi kya sochte ho mere talk-time unlimited nahi ho sakta kya??? waise im ridhima and very happy to meet you!" ridhima replied with her hands on her hips with a very cute facial expression!
'I'm happy i at least managed to make one friend, im going to call up muskan tonight and tell her about marisha! She'll really like it!'
None of the girls realized someone leaning against the wall and watching them!
"Oye kudiyon, mujhe bhool gayi kya???" saying that armaan walked over to marisha and put his arms around her, which caused her to leave out a sharp squeal and her legs felt weak which caused her to fall again!
"You know what armaan, please stay away from her if you don't want her fainting! It is so wrong!" ridhima said helping marisha get i[ for the fifth time, as whenever she tried to get up and armaan helped her too she again fell!
'He's such a dazzler, i hate his eyes grrrrrrrrrr why do they captivate me, ridzy chill ridzy control your here for that contract and nothing else, stay away from him poof control!'
'Whats wrong with her??!!?? do i look like a ghost or something? why does she hate me so much, i did not even hurt her or anything! GOD why do i care!!!! im here for that one time contract with Hollywood! why do i care about what she thinks?'
"And why is that miss ridhima? i mean even i can be friends with her, that has nothing to do with you right?" armaan asked her sarcastically
"No need talking to you, you just know how to go around dazzling girls!" ridhima got up from her seat and went to find another seat but when she saw armaan following her she looked at the watch and saw that there was still 30 minuted for the seminar to commence and so she paced out, turning back she saw armaan still following her and she broke into a run!
'WTF he is following me, can't he leave me alone!!!!!'
'What the hell did she mean by that dazzling?? OMG wait do i dazzle her too!!!!! i have to know now!!!!' thinking that armaan broke into a run too
*~~~~~~~~~~*
Hey guys updated this FF too, read comment and press the thank you button, next part is going to be super amazing with romance in it, if you want it then comment generously
NOTE: The thoughts of the main leads (armaan and ridhima) have depicted their thoughts which means italic thoughts are ridhima's and bold thoughts are armaan's. Inspiration for the thought part is taken from KAT.
~Introduction~
She was there in the auditorium in her dancing shoes and her fitting dance suit which she always wore when she visited 'Hop Along' for her dance classes every evening. She basically did not need classes, she went there just to cleanse her soul with the music flowing out of the jukebox, she considered Hop Along as a sacred place where her body would not have control on what she did!
Dance was her only escape,whenever she was in some problem or just felt like she had no purpose in life she walked over to the studio and danced all night long!
The reason she was here today was that she was leaving everything she ever had...her mother,her sister and all her close friends. For one part of it she was happy that she got a free scholarship to the biggest arts and dance academy in new york but for the other part she was sad as she was leaving her friends,relatives and moreover her only desire to live-her mother and sister. She did not want to leave India and go away to another country but it was the only place where she could establish herself, where she could get her talent to sing and dance recognized!
She walked into the studio and a girl with shoulder length ran over to her. "Ridhima you cannot do this to us,you cannot leave this place. Please ridhima all of us need you to run this place,you know you are the only reason why children come to learn dance here. They all love you ridhima please don't leave us" Muskan, ridhima's greatest support and one of her bestest friend broke down crying, she could not bare it that her friend who was basically like her sister was leaving them and going away!
"Muskan....muskan dear don't cry dear i myself don't want to go away from here but you know it is very important for me to take this scholarship dear, you know after what my father did i need to back my mother and sister with money!" Ridhima had a bitter look on her face when she mentioned her father who was a total brute, she hated him more than anyone in this whole wide world. She did not only hate him but she even hated 'love'. She took an oath that she never ever would fall in love or even get close to a man.
~~~~~~~~~~::~~~~~~~~~~
Short briefing: Ridhima gets a free scholarship to Bristol hillman music and dance conservatory, she gets it because she sends in a DVD of her dance moves ans singing skills thinking maybe she might have some luck to get into the short time course,but it happens such that they actually give her the complete free scholarship for which only 50 students qualify from all over the world!
~Part One~
She left everyone behind,she did not want to look back because she was afraid she might break into tears as she for the first time in her entire life was leaving her mother and sister. She did not want anyone to accompany her to the airport not even muskan, she knew if muskan would have come along it would be impossible for her to leave! She was constantly thinking how selfish she was being, she did not even deserve that scholarship and how was she leaving the people who were always by her side, even in hard times.
Her plane was to leave in 10 minutes and she was boarding on the plane thinking about the next day; thinking about what would happen tomorrow, would those hep american chicks accept this simple indian girl, what kind of racism would she have to face!
But she was more concerned about who she would spend all her days and nights for the next 3 years in her dormitory!
She found her seat on the plane as the plane was ready to leave.
Shutting her eyes and leaving a sigh she said "here goes nothing!"
Resting her head on the seat she fell asleep, and never even realized when the plane was ready to land in New york!
~~~~~~~~~~
She was ready to get into a taxi and leave for bristol hillman. New york was exactly how she dreamed of, the roads filled with cars and the city was a silver pool of light.
When she finally was done with admiring the beautiful city she waved for a taxi and fortunately one did see her wave.
Keeping her jacket on the railing she started to stuff her luggage in the back of the taxi and the driver came there to help her as well.
Nobody even noticed the punk rob her jacket and run off!
As she turned to pick her jacket to keep her warm, she saw it was gone!
"hey my jacket where did it go??" ridhima was shocked not because of the robber but because that jacket was muskan's and rahul's farewell gift for her and she already lost it!
The driver looked around and said "welcome to New york baby! your jacket is gone and it is not as cold, you don't need the jacket"
Ridhima thought how many shockers was she to get in a day, the driver was such a jerk but she could do nothing at all, so she got into the taxi and started looking around the streets of New york.
~~~~~~~~~~
She was standing outside the world famous "Bristol hillman music and dance conservatory"!
'Did i actually get into this place, am i that capable, will i be able to stay here and complete this scholarship!'
She walked forward and found the doors to the main entrance were locked so she tried knocking on the door.
'You gotta be kidding me its damn late in the night and where are all these people'
As she was lost deep in thoughts a tall,muscular boy walked over to the door and opened it!
'hmmm...she looks like an indian and is pretty beautiful...armaan baby time to flirty'
He opened the door and asked her "what do you want, the rooms are full"
Ridhima just looked at him in amazement.
'WTF..... so what if he is hot and stuff it does not mean he makes me stand out on this freezing night without my jacket and starts to play stupid funny tricks on me,bozo'
"Excuse me! its freezing cold here and i need to get to my dormitory and i as well need to attend the welcome lecture which is inn five minutes from now so can you please move!' ridhima was fuming
'Wow she is not only hot from the outside but also hot from the inside,god look at her red eyes likes they'll spill some poisonous lava on me and look at her face all red-red!'
"What the password,dear" was his only answer!
"What password??!!??" ridhima's blood was boiling inside her now!
"Okay before you burst, let me let you come in and by the way the password is monkeys"
"ahaan" she was just irritated by him!
"Hey i'm armaan and i think you are the other Indian girl who got the scholarship right?"
'hmm...he has a good name..and he's good at recognizing people...good good!'
"Yes i am and i need to know where the welcome lecture is taking place as its there that we will be sorted into groups for our dorms"
'GOD she is so guys-always-suck'ish' types, i think she hates men. OH NOWAI i think i have a crush on her. GOD HELP MOI! kya mujhe pyaaaaaaaaar haiiiiiiiiiiiii aeyaaaaaaaaa kaisaaaa khumarrrr hain aeyaaaaan! ladki patane mein i need help from some love guruuuuuu! hey bhagwan is ladki ko mere liye pataa do i'll pakka give you full credit 😆😆'
"Yeah its this way come i'll show you" saying this he tried to put his arms around her shoulders
"Hello watch it! keep your hands to yourself, and if you cannot then let me tie them for you! I'm very good at tying knots!" she was angry
'smart fellaw thinks i feel for him. noways i hate men!' bewakoof bozo'
'oye yaaraa if your good at tying knots why not tie our wedding wala knot, sighhhhhhhhh it would be sooo good'
He led her to the main hall which started to fill-up slowly as more students arrived!
Ridhima was nervous very nervous as many eyes were on her.
'I'm going to lose this' i won't be able to do it'
These were her last thoughts as she settled into a chair in the first row.....
*~~~~~~~~~~*
~Part Two (part dedicated to marisha)~
Ridhima left out a deep sigh, looking at the stage where she might perform one day if she was good enough, this place was a dream for her! Just then a fair girl with straight black hair tied into a pony-tail with dark red highlights at the end of her hair and dark blue eyes skipped up to the seat next to ridhima and....
*BANG*
'OMG did she hurt herself??!!!?? let me help her get up'
The girl had actually intended to sit on the seat but she forgot that it was a pull-and-sit one so she just fell to the ground, ridhima helped her get up.
"Hey are you hurt??" ridhima asked her politely.
"Oye no yaar, i'm iron man, wait no i'm iron woman! woman sounds too old YEAH i'm iron girl! But thanks you seem like a nice girl, wait are you one of the three Indians who got in???? wait don't tell me let me guess YEAH you are one of them because the other one is that hot guys, he's so damn hot, but where is he??? anyways im marisha from punjab, don't you talk?? why are you so chup chup???haan kuch to bolo yaar!!!!"
Ridhima just stood there looking at her, suddenly her eyes started forming a brim of tears, which she could not hold back, a lone tear ran down her eyes which marisha immediately notice!
"OYE, why are you crying, did i say something wrong!!!!!!" marisha was now totally baffled at why ridhima was crying, she thought maybe some of her reckless yapping is the reason!
'Muskan.......she is exactly like muskan, oh how much i miss her, the same way she bumped into her chair on the first day of the opening of the dance studio!'
"No, you did not say anything, actually i just remembered a very near and dear friend after meeting you" ridhima replied wiping off the trails caused by her tears!
"Oye yaar, don't worry now im here naa, so i'll help you get over India for the time to come, by the way what is your name and would you like to be friends! Waise i'm giving you a statutory warning that i'm hazardous to health actually ears!" marisha had an unlimited talk-time which would never be consumed no matter how much she spoke, but she was really sweet and serious when it came to her passion which was dance!
"Oye, tussi kya sochte ho mere talk-time unlimited nahi ho sakta kya??? waise im ridhima and very happy to meet you!" ridhima replied with her hands on her hips with a very cute facial expression!
'I'm happy i at least managed to make one friend, im going to call up muskan tonight and tell her about marisha! She'll really like it!'
None of the girls realized someone leaning against the wall and watching them!
"Oye kudiyon, mujhe bhool gayi kya???" saying that armaan walked over to marisha and put his arms around her, which caused her to leave out a sharp squeal and her legs felt weak which caused her to fall again!
"You know what armaan, please stay away from her if you don't want her fainting! It is so wrong!" ridhima said helping marisha get i[ for the fifth time, as whenever she tried to get up and armaan helped her too she again fell!
'He's such a dazzler, i hate his eyes grrrrrrrrrr why do they captivate me, ridzy chill ridzy control your here for that contract and nothing else, stay away from him poof control!'
'Whats wrong with her??!!?? do i look like a ghost or something? why does she hate me so much, i did not even hurt her or anything! GOD why do i care!!!! im here for that one time contract with Hollywood! why do i care about what she thinks?'
"And why is that miss ridhima? i mean even i can be friends with her, that has nothing to do with you right?" armaan asked her sarcastically
"No need talking to you, you just know how to go around dazzling girls!" ridhima got up from her seat and went to find another seat but when she saw armaan following her she looked at the watch and saw that there was still 30 minuted for the seminar to commence and so she paced out, turning back she saw armaan still following her and she broke into a run!
'WTF he is following me, can't he leave me alone!!!!!'
'What the hell did she mean by that dazzling?? OMG wait do i dazzle her too!!!!! i have to know now!!!!' thinking that armaan broke into a run too
*~~~~~~~~~~*
Hey guys updated this FF too, read comment and press the thank you button, next part is going to be super amazing with romance in it, if you want it then comment generously
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