Guys as we know Jia has been grilled bad this whole week and she has been quite a sport about it (if we ignore all the whining and the cribbing she did)..so ya m sort of starting this fic for her coz she wanted me to write a plain love story without the wierd twists i throw in so here it is...this is all i could think. Romantic tale not really my style so lets see...alrite Jia u better see this (again) and let me know if you like it.
Riddhima entered the classroom with her bag hung on her shoulder, loaded with books. As soon as she stepped inside her eyes fell on him, standing in the end corner of the class along with his friends, laughing and giving hi-fives to them. He was chewing a chewing gum like he always did as it was a part of his style statement. He raised his hand towards her and she smiled and was about to wave back when somebody moved past her, pushing her away and she realized that it wasn't she he was waving at but the girl standing behind her. Her smile fell and hanging her head she moved towards the first bench, the place she always sat at since no one else was interested in sitting on the first bench with the teacher's attention focused on them but she didn't have a problem with it for she was a really bright student and aced every class. She placed her bag on the bench next to hers and taking out her books she sat down. It was the first period, History. She turned her head back and looked at him still standing with his friends but this time he actually looked at her and waved at her and she saw him moving in her direction. Riddhima twisted her fingers in her lap as she saw him approaching her desk. She lowered her head and pretended to be busy with her work.
"Hey Riddhima!!"
Riddhima looked up and it took a her a whole second to reply to him' "err'errmmm'hi"
She lowered her eyes, blushing like a bride. He moved her bag and sat down next to her on her banch and spoke, "Think I can borrow your English notes??"
She grabbed her notes from the space in her desk eagerly and than suddenly blushing she extended them towards him and he gave her a lopsided smile and took them from her.
"Thanks a lot. You're a great friend." He took her shaking hand in his, winked and left. Riddhima stared at her hand and was breathing heavily'she pressed her hand against her cheek to feel his touch and closed her eyes and saw his face flash in front of her eyes.
"Riddhima'Riddhima!!'RIDDHIMMA!!!!" She heard someone yelling her name and quickly opened her eyes and looking around she spoke, "Armaan!!!"
"Huh!!?? Armaan??"
"Ya Lovely where's Armaan? He was sitting here with me?" Lovely sighed and holding Riddhima's delicate chin in her heavy hands she moved her face towards the door and pointing there she spoke, "There'There he is and that girl with him is his current girl friend."
Riddhima came back to the real world where Armaan had never paid any attention to her, but just borrowed her notes while she had been crushing on him from the last two years. He had been changing girl friends like every week and she had been ignoring his flirtatious nature as just his helplessness since girls were so crazy about him and were all over him'after all being the hottest hunk in school wasn't an easy thing. But Riddhima's affections for him remained unaffected. She felt jealous every time she saw a girl around him'.her heartbeat raced faster than his when he raced on break neck speed on his bike, she would always get concerned and act as if her life depended on his'she would attend his every fight and would get tears in her eyes on every bruise he got but when he won she never was one of the people who congratulated him instead just smiled and whispered a congratulations to him under her breath'wipe her tears and walk off, for she never had the courage to go to him and even say a whole line properly'he was her hero and she a fan and she somewhere felt that he might never notice her but for her he would always be special despite of all his flaws'
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