*~*INDEX*~*
Part 1...Pg.1
Part 2...Pg.17
Part 3...Pg.23
Part 4...Pg.32
Part 5... Pg.37
Part 6... Pg.42
Part 7... Pg.47
Part 8... Pg.50
Hey Crazy IPKKND-ians!!!🤗
My special friend and sis', Navya Di (shobrakapoor), has come up with a super cute SS! So basically, it's her ideas, but I wrote the SS and posted it.😊 Hope you all like.. no no no! LOVE IT!!😛 This is only my second time writing something on I-F, so please all kindly forgive any mistakes of mine.
Thank you to two of my special friends Navya Di and Sparsh Di!🤗
Enjoy!!!🤗
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Brookhaven College - The hallways were full of gossip and heat, as one sensational and dashing, 25 year old guy walked in. His hair fixed with gel, looking as shiny as ever. His light blue collared T-shirt along with his jeans... "Aaah!" That was all the "princess'" reactions. "Ufff!" Those chocolate brown eyes that sparkled every millisecond with the reflection of the lights. That pair of Reeboks! "Ayyyee Hayyeee!"
Oh God! The writer and scriptwriter😉 of this SS fainted during writing the introduction, so their Boss had to hire new ones!😲😲
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Every step that prince took, every second, either jealousy or love was occurring. This guy was unique from other boys, not only in looks, but also in name - Arnav Singh Raizada. Everyone gave a special respect to that name. Not only that, but he is called by everyone as "Boss", or even "ASR"!
Arnav stepped into class as the teacher welcomed him with a "good morning". Arnav didn't smile and just stopped. He looked at the teacher slowly, and said, "Good morning Sir." Near Arnav's desk was a group of girls, specially know as "The Populars" (pronounced: POP-YOU-LAARS😳). The person who "ran" that group was their "Prince Arnav" (to them), though to Arnav, is was just a bunch of girls who adored him. Not only adored, but obsessed over ONLY AND ONLY him. He was always aware of their habits and behaviour around him, and he did NOT like it... AT ALL. Half of the girls were texting other people pictures of their Prince, and the other half were making googly eyes at him, waving their hands, signalling at him to talk with them and hang out. Arnav rolled his eyes at them (as he always did, no doubt), and was about to walk towards his desk... but suddenly opened his mouth wide when he saw PILES and PILES of envelopes with hearts and lipstick stains in shapes of lips on them. "What is this?!" he said in an angry and stern tone, yet very softly. The Populars started to giggle. Two of them walked up to Arnav in a catwalk style, each on one side of him. Arnav started to clench his fists tightly. They each held one shoulder of his. The one on the left said to Arnav (in a slow and "sweet" tone), "Mr.Raizada! These are your fans!" The one on the right said to him while blushing, "ASR, The Populars gathered up all of the people that love you, aur humne kaha unko ki ASR ki liye chitti likho! Bas!! Chooo chweet na?" Arnav couldn't help but stare at that desk of his. It was now his own personalized mailbox, but with no slot to put the mail in. "WE LOVE YOU ASR!!!" the rest of The Populars shouted. "I said... WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!!!!" bursted Arnav.
"Enough is enough!!!" the teacher shouted. "Kya hua hai aaj zamaane ke students ko? Give Mr. Raizada some space!" The girls looked at the teacher and Arnav back and forth, flabbergasted. All the girls squeaked. Arnav grabbed both of the girls' hands and threw them off his shoulder. "Don't EVER do this again... or you'll see the worst. Don't even try to touch me." The girls were too interested in Arnav's tone and voice than what he had said. "Aaah!" they all sighed. Arnav went furiously to his desk and stood there facing the girls with his arms folded. The girls were just stuck in "Arnav land". "Aap sab ladkiyan Arnav ke desk saaf karo. I want those letters thrown out right now." the teacher demanded. "Okay Sir..." the girls said all "lovey-dovey". The Populars walked over to Arnav's desk to clean the mess they made, still attracted to him. Arnav sighed and leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, waiting for the girls to finish cleaning.
When class had finished, Arnav picked up his bag and walked casually out of the room. It was now lunch time. He felt something weird. By the first step he took out in to the hallway, all eyes were on him only. He decided to go somewhere no one would bother or stare at him. He went in to the corridor where one of the exits out of the school were. His bag was feeling very heavy, so opened it to see what was inside. He pulled the zipper... and out popped 10 handfuls of letters. Again, with hearts and lipstick stains shaped like lips. "WHAT THE--!!!" Arnav yelled. He covered his hand over his mouth. "Yeh ladkiyan... Now watch what Arnav Singh Raizada is capable of." he warned. He was just about to crumple the letter in anger, but then he got an idea. It wasn't exactly an idea, because he did this every time. Arnav leaned down and quickly stuffed all of the letters back into his bag. Then he walked off to the lunchroom.
Once again, when he entered the lunchroom, all eyes were drooling and concentrating on him only. Arnav just ignored. He had his rockstar glasses on. He started asking people who were sitting down eating their lunch, if they had known a girl named, Sparsh. Most of their replies were "No". "Dammit, jo bhi tum ho aur jaha bhi ho, mein tumhe zaroor doondhonga."Arnav said determined. "I can't believe ki mujhe yeh sab har din karna padtha hai..." Arnav walked to a bunch of boys who were all eating at one table, yet concentrating on him. When he approached them he took off his glasses, and put it near his collar. It was Arnav's "style". "Hey ASR. Kya chahiye huh'?" one of the boys asked. Arnav rolled his eyes and folded his arms. "Ek ladki k--" He was interrupted by one of the boys. "What?! Tumhe... ek... ladki chahiye?" the boys teased. They started to laugh out loud. "Just SHUT UP!!!" Arnav yelled pointing his finger at them. "First look at yourself before you point out anyone else." The boys stopped laughing. Their lips became numb, and they were looking at each other shocked. "Kya chahiye Boss?" one of the boys asked. "I don't want anything. Bas ek ladki ka paatha chahta hoon. Tum kisi Sparsh ladki ko jaante ho?" Arnav answered. "Kyun Boss?" another boy asked. "Just answer my question and don't call me that," he demanded. Everyone in the lunchroom was focusing on their conversation. "Do your work!!" Arnav told the "crowd". The crowd continued eating their food. "Haan. Sparsh humaare dost hai," one boy said. "So then... where is she?" Arnav asked determined. The boys were confused and looked around the lunchroom for Sparsh. "Yeh lo! Mil gayi Sparsh!" one of the boys said while pointing at a girl sitting with a bunch of boys at a table at the other side of the lunchroom. Arnav turned his head. "Oh. This is... Sparsh. Thanks." Arnav said. Then he left the boys and walked over to Sparsh.
Sparsh saw him coming and started to fix her hair and put on red lipstick. Then she started to play around with her food, ignoring what the other boys around her were trying to say. "Sparsh,"Arnav said in a cool tone. Sparsh stood up. "Yes, sweetheart?" she said while fluttering her eyelashes like a butterfly and showing her dimples. Arnav had a stern face. He showed her the envelope. "Well, what does it say here?" Arnav said in a playfully tone. "From... Sparsh. Tumne yeh chitti likhi, aur woh bhi mere liye?" he asked her raising his eyebrows. "Haan Sweetu! Especially for you!" she answered. Sparsh leaned in quickly to kiss Arnav's cheek, but Arnav pushed her back. When she landed on the table, it made a big, loud thud which caught everyone's attention. Now, all eyes were on Arnav and Sparsh. "Don't even try..." Arnav said very slowly. "Okay ASR. Sorry..." Sparsh said while getting back up on her feet, fixing her hair. "Batao na? Kya hua?" "Well, today's your lucky day, Sparsh. Mein yeh chitti sab ke saamne padunga. Sirf, aur sirf, tumaare liye." "Really?!" Sparsh yelled. Then she cleared her voice. "Okay phir pado na?! Pweees?" she said showing her fake dimples. Arnav cleared his voice with a cute grin on his face. Sparsh was blushing.
"Dear mera Arnu,
Just have to say that you are this college's most hottest guy I've ever seen, and whom I've EVER seen in my life! That cute, deep voice of yours makes me go "AYYEEE HAYYEEE!" I know that you always ❤️ your fans from the bottom of your heart! I just wanted to say, that I am TOTALLY crazy over you, but not that crazy that I would write your name on my right arm, on the left of my beauty mark, with hearts around it! Hehehe! <3 ..." Arnav read aloud.
Then he looked at Sparsh who was sweating and blushing form head to toe. Then he looked at her right arm and saw a beauty mark. On the left of it was the name "ASR" written in red with hearts all around it. Sparsh stared at him wide-eyed, then put her arms behind her back blushing. Arnav's eyes were wide open as well was his mouth. He was flabbergasted and frightened. He wanted to either ran away as far away as he could from this girl, or get whacked by a belan... or do both. He shook his head and continued to read with a disgusted face.
" Anyways! I am your most biggest fan!!! I LOVE YOU ASR!!!!! Muah! Muah! Muah!! Jab time mile mujhe respond karna! Waise... tumaara number kya hai? Can I have pweees? Take care jaanu!Arnav's face was worth watching after he read the letter. Uff! Though you wouldn't want to be around him at that time...
There was a second of silence, then a sudden burst of laughter. Arnav had a stern look on his face. Sparsh was feeling embarrassed, but not sad. She felt that her biggest dream in the entire had come true. Sparks were flying wherever she looked. She just couldn't stop blushing. Sparsh looked like a tall (skinny) red tomato.
Arnav held the letter up to Sparsh, still while everyone was laughing. In one slow moment, he
ripped the letter carelessly. With the small pieces left, he threw them on top of Sparsh. Sparsh was speechless. Her eyes started to become very moist. Then finally she started to cry (very loudly). Everyone became silent. "Uh-oh. Sparsh ko finally mil gaya dhamaka," one of her friends said. "AHHH!!!" Sparsh shrieked while clenching her short dress. "ASR, maine tumaare liye itni aachi chitti likhi... and you don't care?! Tum hamesha aisa kyun karti ho hum ladkiyon ke saath? Don't we deserve any respect?!!!" Sparsh yelled. Arnav took out his rockstar glasses and put them on in a smooth motion, then left. Left meaning... walked to the garbage, and dumped out all of the letters in his bag,
making sure his textbooks and homework wouldn't fall out. Everyone made a gasping noise. Arnav left the lunchroom, and Sparsh ran to the ladies room to fix her image.
"What the hell do they think of themselves as? Har din mujhe 1,000,000 letters aate hai yeh ladkiyan s--" Arnav said, then bumped into a girl. They bumped so hard into each other that the girl dropped her books and was about to fall, but he caught her. They had an eyelock. She squirmed out of his arms and bent down to pick up her books. Arnav was just staring at her. She put her books inside her bag and got up, trying not to look at him. "Tumaara naam kya hai?" Arnav asked. The girl looked at him wide-eyed. "Ji?!" "Sunai nahi dehta kya? Naam?" "Humaara naam hai... Khushi Kumari Gupta. Kyun?" she answered with a little attitude.
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How was it?!!!😛 Great?! Please leave your valuable comments and do "like"!!
This "story" was previously an OS, but then I changed it into an SS because school was interfering and taking out my time in writing this (sorry navya Di * holds ears *). So, I will continue the rest later another day and post it for you all.😊 Promise. Please don't get angry if I don't post the next part early! Will definitely try ASAP!
Thank you everyone!!
Thank you to Navya Di for the inspiration, once again!
Thank you to all of my friends, non-friends, and readers!
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Take care and enjoy the weekend,
Shilpa and Navya
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