MN FF:&TheirStoryBegan| Inc Upd Chp12, Pg12. 22/12

''Nupur!'' Gunjan screamed for the 100th time. They we're both on the bus, travelling to college when Nupur decided to walk. Gunjan forbade her to walk in the rain as they would get soaked before they got to school, but Nupur being as stubborn as she is, wanted to walk. Since Gunjan wouldn't go with her, she got off the bus at the next stop and started to walk. Gunjan sighed and ran after Nupur. ''Nupur, tum bilkul pagal ho!'' Gunjan shrieked. ''Dekho! Tumhare vaje se mein bheej rahe hu!'' Gunjan groaned as they walked. ''By god Gunjan, you will always keep blubbering!'' Nupur smiled at her best friend. ''To? Kya kehna chahti ho? Mein bohot baat karti hoon?'' Gunjan asked her friend. Nupur giggled, ''Pagal larki.'' She mumbled underneath her breath as she entered the college gates. ''Oh god, today we are going to get assigned our new classes, we might not be in the same classes anymore.'' Gunjan exlaimed as she frowned. Nupur smiled, ''We will.'' She replied as she kept walking towards the hall. ''How do you know that?'' Gunjan asked Nupur looking confused. ''Are you psychic?'' Gunjan asked. Nupur laughed, ''No idiot! I just know.'' Nupur replied not looking at Gunjan, and walked into the hall and sat down on the bench. Gunjan went and sat next to her. ''How?'' Nupur sighed, this girl would never give up would she? Nupur thought. ''Because Nupur Bhushan is always right.'' Nupur smiled while Gunjan frowned. ''You don't know that.'' Gunjan tried to tell her, but no one could convince the Nupur Bhushan. ''But i do.'' Nupur smirked, while Gunjan sighed. ''Guys come on now, assembly is starting.'' A tall, skinny, beautiful fair skinned girl spoke. ''Dia!'' Nupur and Gunjan screamed and ran to hug her. ''Oh my god! Gunjan and Nupur, i missed you two so much but I'm back now!'' Dia smiled seeing her two crazy friends. ''You left us.'' Nupur frowned. ''Haa, i know but kya karo, you know papa na?'' ''By the way, why are you wet?'' Dia added. ''Pocho mat!'' Gunjan moaned. Nupur smiled, ''Acha teekhe, let's go or we'll be late.'' All three of them walked inside the hall for assembly and took their seats.

''Shit!'' Mayank yelled, while dropping his phone. ''Dude, you'll kill us one day, we're late again!'' Samrat explained. ''Dude, chill, nothing will happen, you sound like a girl.'' Mayank replied as Samrat frowned. ''Dude!'' Samrat groaned as Mayank simply just laughed. ''Look, chill we'll be there in like...now.'' He said looking at the gates of his school. The wind was blowing heavily today, something definately was going today, Mayank thought. Whenever the winds blew, he knew heavily, he knew something would happen. Good or bad, that's what he didn't know. ''Mayank, hurry man! You walk like a old lady!'' Samrat joked as they ran, towards the hall. Every year, they would always miss Assembly, because of Mayank's lazyiness, no one told them off because Mayank was one of the top students in the school and in nationwide, which the school was proud off. ''Shut up!'' Mayank laughed. As they walked into the halls, they realised everyone had already left. ''Shit!'' Mayank explaimed. ''See! Now we have to face that old hag!'' Samrat panicked. ''Which old hag?'' A lady in her late 50's replied. Mayank and Samrat glanced at eachother and gulped. ''Sorry miss, wo late-'' Mayank tried to think of a excuse but the lady cut him off. ''Mr.Sharma, no excuses, mera aaj mood nahi hai. Tum aur Mr.Shergill room 108 mein ho.'' The lady replied and turned to leave. ''Thanks Mrs. Shilpa.'' Mayank replied, before they both ran out of the hall. ''Aaj bach gaya!'' Samrat sighed a moment of relief while Mayank simply shrugged his shoulders. ''Why do you hate her so much?'' Samrat tried to ask his friend, but it was no use. ''I don't care.'' Mayank simply replied. ''But she's-'' Samrat tried to explain but as stubborn as Mayank as is, no one could convince him. ''I told you once, Don't ask me again.'' Mayank shot him a deadly glare, to which Samrat decided it was best to keep quiet. As the walked into the upper block, they climbed up the stairs to room 108 and knocked on the door. ''Come in.'' A man in his late 30's replied. ''Sorry we are late sir, wo traffic-'' Mayank tried to find a excuse but was cut off by the teacher. ''Mrs.Sharma ne phone kiya tha. Ab beto. Mr Sharma your seat is assinged next to Miss Bhushan and Mr Shergill your seat is assigned next to Miss Khan. Please take your seats.'' They both quietly went at sat at their respective places.

''Hi.'' Mayank asked the girl next to him who was fully engrossed in a book. He couln't see her face at all, as the book was covering her face. Nupur heard his voice but decided to ignore it. ''Excuse me? I am talking to you.'' Mayank spoke again, irritated with no response. Nupur heard the annoyance in his voice and but the book down. ''Hi.'' Nupur uttered. Mayank stared at next beautiful, delicate face. Her eyes we're blue like emerald orbs, her lips we're light pink with matched perfectly, her face was so mesmerising, and she just simply, looked stunning. Nupur realised he was 'checking her out' which caused her to get really annoyed. ''Did you call me, to be polite or check me out?'' Nupur replied angirly. She hated the guy's guts! How dare he! Mayank was startled by her comment, it took a few seconds to process what the girl next to him said. ''Excuse me? Main-'' Mayank tried to retiliate but Nupur cut him off. ''Please, mujhe aap ki bakwaas nahi suna hai. You don't talk to me, and I won't talk to you. Got it?'' Nupur spoke again but gently this time. She didn't hear a reply so she went back to reading her book. Mayank fumed with anger, what did this girl think of herself? But She seems different, Sadu hai aur uske aankhon mein kuch aur hi keh rahe hai, Mayank thought to himself. Anyways why do I care? ''Dude, how long has sir been gone for?'' Samrat groaned. ''Samrat, don't you have anything better to do than moan?'' Mayank spoke, irritated. ''So who's that girl next to you?'' Samrat ignored Mayank's previous comment and whispered. ''Dude, she has so much attitude! Uska naam hai Miss Bhushan, aur kuch nahi jaanti hoon mein. Shayad yeh ek naya student hai.'' Mayank whispered back. Nupur, who was trying to concentrate on her book, couldn't resist but to listen to their converstaion. ''How do you know she's new? I mean, itna attitude jese tumne kaha, I don't think so.'' Samrat whispered back. ''Nahi, I'm sure she's new yaar, meine isko kabhi nahi dekha hai.'' Mayank whispered back again. ''Oh shit! Mayank?!'' A tall, handsome man, spoke. ''Shit! Adhiraj?!'' Mayank looked at to see who had called him and was suprised to see his friend. ''When did you come back to London?!'' Mayank smiled. ''Ek hafte se, Dad moved back and I decided to come back here.'' Adhiraj replied and took a seat next to the other side of Nupur. Nupur, who realised this, was fuming with anger. ''That's great man! We missed you! I take it you didn't recognise this guy.'' Mayank replied pointing at Samrat. ''No, who's he?'' Adhiraj replied confused. ''Dude yeh Samrat hai!'' Mayank smirked. ''What? Samrat, as in 'the Samrat the nerd'? No way!'' Adhiraj replied shocked. ''I don't beleive this! He looks so much better!'' Adhiraj added. Samrat, who was listening to the converstation, did not seem interested in it. He loved Mayank like his own brother, but Adhiraj was someone he would not want to be friends with. Adhiraj wasn't a bad person at all, Samrat jut did not like him in general. ''Hey dude!'' Adhiraj spoke to Samrat. ''Hi.'' Samrat replied, and started talking to someone behind him. Mayank did not realise and spoke again,''So how was is in USA?'' Adhiraj, however found it offensive. ''Dude, yeh Samrat abhi sadu rahe.'' Adhiraj smirked, hoping Samrat would hear it. Mayank however found this stupid,''Please dude, Don't start.''

Nupur was shocked, His name was Mayank. The 'Mayank Sharma'; the biggest flirt of our school and the student who scored top scores. Never ever, did she think she would be sitting next to him. Not that she thought she was 'fortunate' but she thought 'how did i end up here?' and sighed. 1 more year to go, Nupur thought. Adhiraj saw Nupur, and was meserized by her beauty. He leaned forward brushing against her while talking to Mayank, Nupur who was reading felt his brush and looked up at him shocked. Adhiraj tried to come more closer when,''Oi adhi, us bichari ko chorde. Layak nahi hai.'' Mayank replied trying not to show he didn't like what Adhiraj was doing. True, he flirted with girls, but he never touched anyone like that. Nupur heard his comment, but didn't speak anymore as she was glad to have Adhiraj away from her. Gunjan, was bored sitting next to Mr.Shergill who was talking to someone behind him, and Mr.Sharma who was sitting next to Shergill talking to Adhiraj. She decided to get up and go talk to Nupur. ''Nupur, you we're right.'' Gunjan spoke while taking a seat next to Nupur. Nupur looked up and smiled to see her. She folded her page and placed the book down. ''About?'' Nupur replied confused. ''About being in the same class. How did you know?'' Gunjan spoke. ''Because I am Nupur Bhushan.'' Mayank who was talking to Adhiraj, couldn't help but over-hear Nupur's converstaion. ''So tumhara new partner kaise ti?'' Gunjan asked. Nupur frowned hearing 'partner'. ''Nafrat karti ho use.'' Gunjan looked at Nupur startled by her comment. ''Kya? But you just met him.'' Nupur scolwed. ''To? Sab sach kaha, wo kitni barri flirt hai aur larkiyon ko hamesha 'check out' karta hai. Aur use uppar uske paas bohot attitude hai! Hmph.'' Nupur complained. Gunjan who was listening couldn't help but reply,''But you also have attitude na?'' Nupur was shocked, she knew she did, but didn't like the way Gunjan said it, was she comparing Nupur to a guy who is a mega-flirt. How could she? Nupur smply remained mum, ignoring Gunjan's presence. Gunjan who realised what she said, mentally cursed herself. ''Nupur wo mein-'' Gunjan tried to apologise but it was knew use. ''Koi baat nahi Gunjan.'' Nupur replied with a forced smile. Gunjan knew she was faking it, but Nupur being Nupur always forgave people, and always blamed herself for the pain everyone gave her. Gunjan, who didn't know what to do anymore, went back to her seat. Mayank who silently listened to the converstation, also observed Nupur's expressions, he could tell she was hurt -- ignoring what she commented about him -- she was a nice person i guess, she forgave her friend straight away, Mayank thought.