As long as you love me. . . new FF - Page 2

Originally posted by: belle_moi

Hey, that was a nice start :) Umm... Can you please make this an AR ff? Please Please Please Please Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was very nice anyways! Do continue it:)

Love,

Antara:)

Originally posted by: MoNayaKiDeewani

You have to promise that this time, you will definately update till the end! 😆😆

Beautiful start, I am already into it. Very well written aswel, I really thought that Sam will be her first friend you know she was kind of sweet when they met but I was surprised to what she did with Anjali in the class.

The guy seems to be so full of himself, Anjali defo needs to teach him a lesson but for right now that'll be too soon. I can't wait to read even further. Do update soon and do PM me I would love to read this FF.

Originally posted by: -Sindhu-

Shar! 🤗

I'm so glad that you decided to post this! 😃 And like you promised, do write this one completely! 😳

And I'm so damn happy that I was the first one to read the whole thing! 😃

And you didn't post the whole thing you sent me? 😲

Saved the rest for the next chapter eh? Nice idea! 😉

And as I told you last night, I simply loved it! You've written it extremely well and intriguingly! I'm too excited to know about the guy in whose hands she fell. Alright! I know! 😛 His name is ... Let it be a surprise for the readers! 😉

Do write the next part quickly and mail it to me! 😃

Love you loads! <3

Cindy! 😊

Originally posted by: -Vishwa-

SHAR! 😡 Where did you drop Rahul Khanna?? 🤣
That line cracked me up like no tomorrow... I m a hard core fan of Rahul-Anjali
and you lil devil 😈 Where's my Rahul??? 😆
Awesome FF... I love the concept and but SAM: Shoot me with your best
shot 🤢 Seem's like the typical makeup freak tht probably even puts foundation
between her fingers 🤣
Loved the part...and I m hoping to see more from you...
P.S. I love the lingo u got 😉 keep it up 🤗

Update on the next page =)

Heylo guys! 🤗
Sorry for the delay. . . I had this written long back, but I was so busy, that I couldn't update. . .
anyways, its a li'l short. . . and its actually not upto the mark, but I needn't to put this in for the future parts. . . will surely update again before this weekend! I promise! 😳

Read on, and leave your comments behind.

After she had done borrowing a few books from the library she walked into the cafeteria to have her lunch.

The first thing she noticed was that it was huge just like the school was but it was also quite warm and nice and then she saw that gang again. . Sam, the guy whom she met in the corridor and a couple of other people.

He grinned at her and she turned away deliberately and walked towards the food counter and peered through the glass to see if there was any proper food. ..

Yes, proper food, cause she really thought the uncooked dishes the foreigners reveled were tasteless and she was a true Desi when it came to food!

She decided to eat nothing and just took a bottle of water and walked towards a table where a girl sat eating alone. . .

"Can I join you?"

The girl looked up and nodded with a smile.

"I'm Jennifer! And you are Anjali. ." she said and spelled my name with difficulty.

"Yes!" Anjali chuckled. . "How do you know my name?"

"Everyone knows your name now, you were with DJ in the corridor . ." she replied.

Anjali groaned. .

"His name is DJ?" she asked peeking around her to see him staring at her. . He winked and Anjali shot a disgust glance and focused on Jennifer.

"Its Dhruv Jha!. .DJ is easier to spell right! , btw can I call you Ann?"

"Yeah you can!" Anjali replied with a genuine smile. First time I smile in the whole day. .Wow. . life sure is awesome here!

We talked for a while longer and then I got back into the bus, she was also in the same bus. . so It was good to have company.

*****

The house looked pleasant and warm. . .

In the middle of the big kitchen stood a woman bending over a recipe book and mixing the ingredients carefully. . . She looked to be in her late thirties and still looked beautiful. . she put the mixed batter into the oven and started to clean the messy platform when a girl walked in.

"Ah, you are back. . . so how was school today?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"Hmph. . alright. ." was the reply as the girl climbed on to a chair and rested her head on the table.

She looks so much like Gunjan, well like Maa did. . Thought the woman remembering her mother and her sister fondly. .

Those similar chocolate brown eyes . . .the fair milk colored skin and those glasses she thought with a chuckle. And the soft and wavy hair. .

She put away the apron and walked towards her daughter and sat beside her stroking her head. .

What happened sweety? She asked in a motherly tone.

"Maa, why did we have to move from India?" Anjali whined.

"Stop acting like that now, Anjali. . You know your dad has such an important project coming and don't you want to support him now?" questioned Nupur.

"I do want to Maa, but. . ... it's nothing I need to freshen up. . "She sighed and left the room.

Nupur sat there worried. She knew something had happened and she guessed it was some prank played on Anjali. . . but Anjali not only looked similar to Gunjan but she also had many of her traits. She never spoke her mind out unless she was comfortable to talk. So there was no point in asking her now.

She got up and went to call her sister.

Her sister, her confidant. . she smiled at the thought

" Hello Di!! " spoke a voice from the other side. . and smile spread on her face.

Just like Gunjan to make her smile with a simple Hello.

"Hi Gunjan, How is everything going on? "

And the chat continued between the sisters. . .

Upstairs. .

Anjali walked to her room and flopped on the wooden platform beside the window. . that was the oly thing here which was similar to her room back in India. And it made her feel a li'l better sitting there.

She looked around and saw the new room, which was freshly painted for her with purple. . . and the fluffy bed and numerous pillows on it. . And the study table filled with photographs from India. . those pictures made her nostalgic and she sat staring at them and saw the beaming faces of her friends and hers back at school in India. . They were all warm and genuine smiles. Not like the people here she thought.

But she missed the bright yellow room of hers and the sunflowers she and her friends painted on a wall . . . she missed the number of wind chimes that lined the French windows in her room. . and the warm sun which awoke her every morning. . Yes, she liked the morning sun. . . and her friends called her Sunshine, a name that suited her well. . . She chuckled at the weird names she and her friends called each other with. . She was Sunshine, Chandini her friend was Moonbeam, Mythili was Honeydew and Sindhu was Rainbow. . .those names suited their personalities perfectly and the gang loved each other.

But now she was away from all of them and that too just in the last year of High School. . Can life get any worse?

That's all for now, I'll try and make the next chapter a li'l more interesting. . . will post it in a day or two! 😳

-Sharmi

OMG, she's Nupur's daughter? 😲😆 that was a surprise. Aww, she's like Gunjan with those specs<3.