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It's early in the morning, where the sun has just made its appearance once again to the inhabitants of Mumbai, beckoning them to come out of their slumber to another day full of adventures. Its beautiful shades of orange, yellow, red, and a little dash of pink and purple are spreading in every corner. Its sending its rays through the window to those lazy people who are just sleeping away through another chance full of opportunities and experience. The streets of Mumbai, which are never silent and empty, gets to its busiest point of day. This is the time, where everyone is trying to get to their work as fast as possible so that they don't get fired. There are honks being heard everywhere from angry drivers who are fed up waiting in huge traffic jams like this. Kids and adults of different ages, run up to the nearest vehicles with dented up bowls, wearing tattered clothes, for another day of begging and hoping that today, God will be merciful on them and shower on them just a few rupees to get them a decent meal.
In amidst, this daily routine of Mumbai, is a girl in her mid-twenties, who just got off her ride for college. She's waving her mom, good-bye who had decided to drop her off before she went to work, since the college comes on the way. The girl runs off into the college so that she can check where her classes are. She doesn't want to be the last one to arrive in class and embarrass herself as she used to due in her other schools. She opens the front door and walks in a little further and moves over to the side and puts her bag down, so that she can take out her schedule and have a look at where her first period class. On the pink crisp peice of paper it says: Period 1 - English - Room 202, Period 2 - Music - Room 168, Period 3 - Gym - Gymansium C, Period 4 - Science - Room 225. She puts the strap of her bag around her shoulder and starts walking to her first period class, while trying to make a route so that she'll remember for the rest of the semester. With her being one of the only human beings inside the school at this time, you can hear the *click* *click* *click* sound that her heels make against the shiny, worn out, white tile trying to familiarize itself to the sound that it had not heard since the past two months. She opens a door that a series of stairs leading upstairs. She goes up and opens another door that reveals an equally empty and long hallway as the one below. She starts walking down this one and has a look at each and every door trying to find her destination. Luckily, she didn't have to walk far as she reached her goal at her third look of the door. She stood infront and smiled. She took out a pen from her brown leather jacket and ticked off Period 1 - English - Room 202 on her paper and made a little note to herself saying that her class is upstairs. Next, she headed to her Period 2 class, Music. She went downstairs as she realized that all the classes that have room number 2-- will be upstairs and the room numbers starting with 1-- would be downstairs. She went through the same door that she discovered the stairs with and headed down the hallway as she saw the room numbers start with 101 and go above. She walked till there was another hallway being joined with this one. She went into this one and saw a set of bathrooms, one for boys and one for girls, with water fountains in between. She continues on and stops as she reads Gymnasium C written bold on top of a doorway. She ticked off Period 3 - Gym - Gymnasium C, on her paper and wrote another note saying the gymnasium is beside the bathroom. She hits her hand on her head as it dawned on her that she could have checked out her science class as well, when she was upstairs. She shakes her head and starts walking down the hallway once again. The girl notices the set of lockers that are adjoined on each side of the wall. She had noticed this on every wall, from all the hallways that she's visited so far. She stops infront of her Period 2 class and ticks that one off, not making any notes this time. She finishes her journey down the hallway and starts wondering as to should she go left or right as she hasn't gone down any of these hallways as of yet. She closes her eyes and does Eeny Meeny Miny Mo and lands on right. She goes down the right side and sees another pair of stairs. Happy about her decision, she runs upstairs and enters through the door. She looks up and sees a piece of paper saying Rooms 220 - 230. She opens the door and witnesses something she wasn't expecting. Instead of another long hallway, there's a dull beigeish looking peice of material infront of her. She looks at either sides and sees a miny hallway. Then it dawns upon her that these classrooms are in cubicles. She goes towards the left this time, and sees another door leading to another hallway. She opens this one and starts walking. It was there, when she let out a sigh of relief as she didn't have to spend her precious one hour and fourty-five minutes in a tight, windowless room, as she saw her Period 4 class right infront of her. She ticked off the last class and went downstairs. She was about to start going around to see more of the college, when she saw other students starting to arrive. Not knowing how fast the time went by, she took out her cell phone to check. She switched it on, and on the screen, it said 8:30. She put the phone away and started looking for the cafeteria. Her search had barely begun, when she found it as one of the other students opened a door, and her eyes fell upon the bold letters of -ria. She followed the student and came into the cafeteria and helped herself to a seat in one of the chairs. She was expecting a very old friend of hers to join her. It was about five years later, that they are going to be meeting. As every minute passed by, her anxiety grew as to whether or not her friend will accept her. She hadn't changed at all the past five years. She was still the same shy, smart, funny and reliable girl that she was before. All her friends had changed immensly and at times she wondered as to why she didn't. Secretly, she wanted to change. She wanted to know what it would feel like to be popular, not to feel scared to express what you wanted to say. To --- Her thoughts were interrupted as her friend sat down in the seat opposite her. They smiled uncontrollably as they couldn't explain how they were to see each other again.
"The Hexs are...." paused Mehak for dramatic effect. "The Hexs is really just a name that we gave to these six certain people in our college. Every single year, we get thousands of applications to this college, not for a better job or scholarship or anything."
"Then?" inquired Kali. "Why do they come?" "Drama! These six people... OMG!! I don't even know where to begin from. These six people, every single day! Since the day they've been coming to college has been nothing but drama." "Wait.. Can you start over again? Cuz' you're making no sense whatsoever right now." "Fine. Let me start again. The Hexs is a name..." "That you gave to six people. Yeah, you said that already." finished off Kali who was received with a stern stare. "Sorry." "Anyways," continues Mehak. "There are six people, three guys, three girls. Basically, we all think they'll end up with one or the other. We're not exactly sure as to who. So let me start with the eldest. Prithvi Saxena and Damini Gujral."
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