You Belong With Me! Kisha FF *Completed!* - Page 3

Of course!!! Loved the prologue👍🏼

Originally posted by: adrienna

Of course!!! Loved the prologue👍🏼

And ur back safi!!!🤗

heyy adri... i hope u dont mind me calling u that!
im glad u liked it!!!
Hehe...im back!! 😉

I havent read the book.. I am sure..😆

Originally posted by: ssafi

heyy adri... i hope u dont mind me calling u that!
im glad u liked it!!!
Hehe...im back!! 😉

Originally posted by: adrienna

Naah I don't...i have a variety of nicknames😆

Ur back with a story so jaldi😲😲

So pakka kal update karna😳

Oye saf r u going to update date sequence or not

Originally posted by: ssafi

im back with the concept...

story still havent started to write...!

i try to update tom!

KIYA POV

"Oh my gosh! I look so fat in this dress I must so start dieting again I mean I am 50 kgs!!!" I looked above the book I was reading and spotted two girls gossiping about how the girl is fat or not. I mean are they for serous. Who the hell talks such stupid talks these days… I mean 52 and fat?

"No way, you look fine to me. Only your face is too small for your body!" I tried not to laugh; I really did. But it was only a matter of seconds before I burst out laughing it was so damn funny. I slammed my reading book hard on the table, got up from the seat I was sitting on and laughed as loud as I could. Everyone turned their head towards my direction. I knew the two princesses would bully me for this later, and I didn't want that, but the way they talked, it was just too funny. I wasn't afraid of the bullying because I wasn't scared of the teasing and rumor spreading. I was only frightened because I'd didn't want to see their fugle faces bend over my table or anywhere near me!

"Did that chick, like, totally snicker at our convo?" One of the girls shot me a stone cold glare while the other one stared at me, a confused look plastered on her face. Before getting too involved, I picked the book I was reading from the table, and started heading towards the door. Yeah I heard them calling me a s**t. I had to try harder this time to prevent myself from laughing. Ignoring the smart remarks from the two girls, I headed outside campus. It was beautiful. There were plants everywhere, and the door was located exactly on the middle with the perfect amount of decor around it. Droplets of rain were falling from the sky. It wasn't much; just soft drizzles. I sat on the bench. There was an umbrella-like thing on the bench, preventing the harsh rain from pouring on top of me. After a little while, I got up and starting walking towards my dorm room. I guess I forgot to mention something. This wasn't your ordinary, come in the morning and leave in the evening junior college . It was a boarding school, and you were stuck here all year. Seriously! Suddenly, I bumped into a hard figure, causing me to stumble back and fall flat on my butt. I looked up and stared at the person, getting ready to shout out a smart remark. When I found the right words to say, I finally spoke up. "Hey, watch where you're going. Are you blind or something?" I know, I know, that was probably the stupidest thing to say. But it was all I could come up with. The new boy just stared. He shook his head and observed me. Instead of offering a hand, or helping me up, he just ignored me and walked away. I quickly helped myself up and started walking towards my dormitory. God, that was so damn embarrassment. Opening my door, I couldn't help but feel angry. Then I crashed into bed, wet clothes and all, hoping to never see that arrogant hot dude ever again. Did I mention he was hot? Not that I would ever mention it to anyone. I wonder who he is!

(NEXT DAY)

My eyes slowly lifted open as the sunlight pierced through my glass window. I quickly got up and scanned my surroundings. My clothes were still wet from yesterday, and to make it all worse, so was my bed. I quickly forced myself to walk towards the bathroom, expecting it to be locked. My roommate was always hogging the bathroom. But it wasn't locked. Happily, I took a quick shower. After brushing my teeth, I made my way towards the exit door. Math was going to start in a few, but I wasn't really in a rush. I felt slower today, not like my usual self. Making my way towards class, I took a deep breath. When I finally reached, I was shocked that I wasn't late. Everyone was still settling down. The classroom was loud and noisy, just like it was every Monday morning. I walked up to the desk located near the window and took a seat next to Panchi, my bestfriend since STD 3. Panchi looked up to face me as a smirk formed on her face. I hated that smile. Honestly, I hated it to death. Whenever she did that, I knew she was up to something. I just ignored her, giving her to signal that I wasn't interested. But did that stop her? No way. "Panchi," I said a bit blunter than expected. "You're creeping me to death right now." Panchi started humming "Mann Mera" her favorite song. Ignoring her, I took out my Math textbook and sat quietly, waiting for the teacher to arrive and start his lesson. Instead of our regular 40-year-old teacher entering, a petite woman, probably about 29 years old, entered the classroom. She was a small figure with black hair and brown eyes. The whole class grew silent as everyone in the room turned to face the teacher. After a few minutes of silence, everyone went back to focusing on their chatters. Panchi was still behind me, humming that stupid, annoying song. Just a second after the bell rang, the woman spoke up, "Class, my name is Priyanka Chopra, and I'll be your fill-in sub for the rest of the school year." She was about to continue speaking but a student that sat all the way towards the back interrupted her – "Ms, if you're Priyanka Chopra, then why aren't you hot?" I looked back realizing that I had never heard that voice before. Turning my head, I saw my worst nightmare. When our gazes met, I instantly turned my head back to front, regretting the fact that I looked. Why? Why did he have to be here? Why did he have to be in this same room? Why did he have to be only about a yard away from me? And out of all the people in the world, why him? I snapped out of my thoughts as laughter filled the classroom. The sub turned red, probably embarrassed for being such shorty. She was pretty though, no doubt about it. I turned to face Panchi, who was still staring at me with that mischievous smile. She winked; pointed towards the guy I had bumped into, and mouthed something to me. Whatever she said, I didn't understand, so I just nodded and smiled back. 'Totally,' I mouthed. She just grinned. "Everyone stop laughing. Gosh, it's not my fault I'm so short." The whole class erupted with laughter again. As the laughter died down, the teacher wrote Mrs. Chopra on the board. We got started. Math class seemed to have passed by pretty quickly. Right after the bell rang; Panchi raced up to me and screamed on the top of her lungs, "He is sooo hot! I totally, absolutely, approve. I totally saw how you two were sending each other signals and all! Okay, start from the beginning, Missy! How do you guys know each other anyways?"

I let out a long, deep, obnoxious sign. "I do not intend on giving "signals," to that guy," I stared, throwing my hands in the air dramatically. "And most importantly, he is NOT good looking, at all!" Panchi rolled her eyes as if she knew the truth that I was lying about it. She twirled her black hair with her fingers and stared at me, giving me "the" look. "See," she said, pointing towards my face. "This is why no one is interested in dating you. You're too much of a rebel to admit that actually might have feelings for them."

"No," I muttered, defensively. We were both walking to Art, side by side. I clutched the books on my hand tightly. "This is different." We both walked into Art, taking the corner seat near the window, again. I actually liked art. I found drawing interesting. It was something I always had interest in. After we got seated, Panchi started the conversation that I dreaded the most. "No, Kiya sweetie! Actually, it's not different. He's just another guy. You should get to know each other." I stared at her pleadingly. "Please, just drop the topic. I don't really want to date a guy that I just met yesterday, okay? He's hot, fine, I admit it. But that doesn't mean I should just head on to the next level with him. To date, you must know. And that too, for years, okay?" After that, Panchi was quiet. I was expecting her to say something like, 'What? You met yesterday? And you didn't tell me?' But she didn't. And that scared me. It was because Panchi wasn't the type to stay quiet. She'd only stayed silent if she was up to something. But this time, I knew she wasn't .As the Art teacher walked in, I regretted ever saying I liked art. Because it was then, everything came crashing down. And it changed my life.

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heres the chap guys... i hope u like it... leave your comments please... !

saafi🤗
lovely update , though i soo wanted KD to help her😆
a total stoneface in this chap
gosh that priyanka chopra line was hhilarious😆
plz can u put atleast a small KD's pov in next chapters , i really wanna know wat he is thinking about kiya😳
wonder wat happened in art class😕
saafi continue soon , i really cant wait to read further story😃