Life ke Side Effects-An RTMC FF-chapter 7 posted

Hello everyone! :) I'm Ana, and this is my second ff. I didn't post the first one here-I put it up in RTW. This one's on RTW too. Its a RT/MC fanfiction. I'll post the first chapter, and based on the response, will post more if you guys ask for it.  Edited by AY_candy_luver - 11 years ago

Chapter 1

Introductions

The Banerjees

Grinning, Tamanna Banerjee plugged in the bright pink hair straightner, feeling satisfied with a job well done. She started humming ecstatically while running a hand through her perfectly curled locks.

…?: TAMMY!

She groaned under her breath at the sound of that voice and plastering her sweetest smile on her face, she turned to face the owner of the voice.

Tammy: Can I help you…(afterthought) dear sister?
Shreya: WHO gave you permission to use Shreya's straightner?
Tammy: Shreya, I tried to ask you.
Shreya: Of course. Kyunki tum toh HAMESHA logo ki permission mangti ho na.
Tammy: DUDE! You were sleeping! So…you see…I really did you a favour by not WAKING you up to bother you about some silly pink straightner. 
Shreya: Please! Tumhare excuses Shreya par work nahi karte. Just...(deep breath) gimme my straightner. 
Tammy: Fine! Fine! I'll give it to you after I'm finished with it.
Shreya: No. Shereya wants it now!

Tammy's brain was working overtime to save the poor straightner from being massacred by Shreyas dry, bristly hair (in her opinion, anyway). After a moment's hesitation, she spoke again, in a pained tone.

Tammy: Shreya! Your hair already looks so pretty! Look at those curls! So natural and…(slowly) curly.
Shreya: (Flattered but trying to hide it) Really?
Tammy: Pfft! Of course not!

Shreya gasped indignantly at Tammy's insult (thrown at her bright and early in the morning). 

Shreya: (Screaming) MAMU!

Almost immediately the man in need ran into the bathroom, his coffee slopping everywhere. 
Seeing the cup of coffee, Tammy grabbed it and quickly took a sip from it.

Tammy: Thanks so much. I really needed this.

Hearing the comment, the man's eyebrows stretched across his forehead. He was good looking, there was no denying that. His beautiful green, almond shaped eyes stood out on his tanned face. His sharp features complimented the close to perfect smile, and his disheveled hair was considered quite sexy by more than a few women. 
Tammy guiltily glanced down the steaming, dark liquid, pursing her lips.

Tammy: (Moodily) Here. Sorry.

Smiling, the uncle gently took the cup from her hand.

Karan (uncle): Your obsession for coffee is really concerning.
Tammy: Relax! It's probably a "phase" (draws quotation marks at the word phase) as you old people call it.
Karan: (Offended) HEY! I'm not that old! I'm just…thirty.
Tammy: (Snorting) Of course you are.
Shreya: HELLO! Fashion crisis here!

Karan laughed as he turned to Shreya.

Karan: Kya hua? 
Shreya: She's using Shreya's hair straightner without permission!
Tammy: (In between coughs) You were sleeping.
Karan: (To Tammy) Where's your hair straightner?
Tammy: (Tone like a little kid getting caught stealing from the cookie jar) It broke.
Karan: How?
Tammy: Oh, I was trying to see if it worked as a-

Karan held up his hand, a deeply disturbed expression drawn on his face.

Karan: I…don't…want to know.

Tammy shrugged innocently as Karan took a huge gulp of his coffee.

Karan: (Taking a deep breath) I'll get you a new one later. Shreya, please let her use it today.

Shreya nodded obligingly, knowing that too much stress was not good for any model.

Karan: And anyway, your hair looks great today! Such natural curls…!

Shreya's face fell immediately at her uncle's compliment.

Karan: (Confused) What did I say?
Tammy: (Putting hand on his shoulder) I said the exact same thing about her hair.

Laughing, Karan gave her niece a bear hug (who had sunk in depression by then).

Karan: Honey, I'm a model. I work with hundreds of beautiful women on a daily basis.
Tammy: (Grinning cheekily) Especially one specially beautiful woman, huh?

Shreya and Tammy both started laughing as Karan's face turned the color of a tomato. 

Karan: (Flustered) What rubbish! Now get ready quickly. You have half an hour.

Hastily, he exited the bathroom, coffee slopping all over everywhere, again.
Shaking her head, Tammy exited a little later as well. Shreya sighed, picking at her nails in a nonchalant manner. A few seconds later, Tammy walked into the bathroom, acting suspiciously casual.

Tammy: This is my bathroom, so…you can get out (pointing to door). 
Shreya: (Shrugging) Shreya was just waiting for your peanut sized brain to figure that out.
Tammy: (Sarcastically) Oh yes. Because I am the one who's got pink, fluffy crap covering every inch of everything I have ever owned…including my BRAIN!

Shreya threw a dirty look in Tammy's direction, leaving the bathroom in a huff. 

The Bedis

Puja Bedi set down the cutlery around each plate, as lovingly as a mother would dress her child on it's first day of school. She took great pride in her presentation, whether it was her style or the way she managed her house. She glanced at the grandfather clock (polished ebony of course) and smoothened her chiffon designer sari, ready for the three males to storm the breakfast table. Almost immediately, she heard a rumbling from upstairs and smiling knowingly, sat down in a distinguished manner. Soon, her two sons rushed downstairs, their hair as floppy as ever, with their father following suit, glancing at his watch irritably. 

Dhruv: (Pulling out a chair) Morning maa.
Aryan: (Doing the same) Good morning sexy,

Smiling fondly, Puja pinched Aryan's nose and gave Dhruv a kiss on his forehead. She turned to her husband, who nodded at her curtly and immediately took his seat. Dhruv passed his dad the carton of orange juice and the family quietly began to eat their meal.

In less than five minutes, Abhijeet Bedi had cleaned off his plate and drank every drop of his orange juice. After neatly wiping his mouth with a napkin, he got up and quickly put on his coat.

Abhijeet: (Turning to boys) Best of luck boys, don't get into any trouble.
Dhruv: Ji papa.
Abhijeet: And Aryan, don't get into a fight, concentrate and study hard.

Aryan religiously ignored his dad's comment and continued eating his cereal with immense concentration. Abhijeet sighed. He had expected nothing more from his 'rebellious' son. It was the 'norm' in the house.

Abhijeet: And learn something from your brother Aryan-
Aryan: He respects and learns at the same time…I know…I know.

Abhijeet glanced at Aryan, a little offended. Aryan caught his expression and shrugged his shoulders.

Aryan: (Nonchalantly) You always ask me to listen to you properly. I'm just proving to you that I do.

Shaking his head in bemusement and aggravation, Abhijeet walked out of the dining room, without a final goodbye to his wife.

Aryan heaved in a sigh of relief, and immediately grabbed a huge carton of Sunny Dee, a box of Cheerios and peanut butter from a table nearby.

Aryan: Thank god for industrilisation!
Dhruv: Itne smart ho toh class mein kyun idiot ke tarah bethe rehte ho?
Aryan: (In a childish voice) Because I'm not daddy's good little boy.

Dhruv rolled his eyes and continued eating his cereal. He knew there was no point in fighting with Aryan. He was stubborn, obstinate and had a gigantic ego, all making it impossible for anyone, let alone his own brother, to have a decent debate with him without it turning in a horrendous fight. 

Puja: Aryan, I better not get any phone call from a crying girl today.

Aryan flipped his hair out of his eyes as he turned to talk to his mother. His tone was mischievous with a hint of arrogance. He knew there would be a girl calling to complain about him today, like every other day.

Aryan: Mom, how can I help it if I look this good? Mere galti thodi hai.
Dhruv: Let's not forget how humble you are!

Aryan laughed good humoredly, knowing only too well that his brother's comment was correct. 

Aryan: Vaise haan…main good looking toh hoon…but I wonder who I get my looks from...because dad toh…

Puja gasped, horrified at the comment her son had made. She could never understand why he resented his father so much.

Puja: (Scolding) Aryan, stop it.

The driver honked outside impatiently. Sighing, Dhruv and Aryan got up, leaving their breakfasts unfinished. Dhruv went and touched his mother's feet, giving her a pleasant surprise, while Aryan gave her a bear hug. Both the boys waved goodbye to their perfect mother, and grabbing their bags, walked outside to the black car which was waiting impatiently to take them on the first day of school. 

Author's note: So there we go. The first chapter. Do let me know if you guys want to read on. :)

Edited by pranita1202 - 11 years ago

so finally i m here also...links given by the same person who gave me the link of previous one...
nice character sketch
very intresting plot...liked their convo very much...
so aryan is not much connected to his father...why????????
waiting for aryan n tamy's first meet...
do add me in ur pm list for ur both ff's as i only read these two...n one more thing don't judge ur ff on no. of likes n comment just see how much they r liking who r commenting
continue soon
luv u...

carry on dear ,seems interesting

Originally posted by: pranita1202

superb ff

loved the title n cs Aww…glad you like it

so tammy n shreya non identical twins Yeah, exactically

shreya character is like "tia " in remix She's actually inspired from Tia...

aww i love our tammy

kitni cute n bratty That she is :P

poor mamu phas gaye dono ke beech😆

now cooming 2 bedi's 

aryan how modest u r😉

khudki tariff khud hi

so aryan isn't abhijeet real son????????????????/

i smell fish Haha no. I don't do things like that. There's enough of that in soaps already. 

have to wait 2 see the sideeffects of life Haha!! I like that :) The side effects for life. 

eager 4 aryan n tammy meeting😊 You won't have to wait long. Don't worry. 

Originally posted by: ridzzi

so finally i m here also...links given by the same person who gave me the link of previous one… Oh Ok. I will thank that person :)
nice character sketch
very intresting plot...liked their convo very much… Glad you liked it :)
so aryan is not much connected to his father...why???????? Meh, you'll get to know :)
waiting for aryan n tamy's first meet…Won't have to wait too long. 
do add me in ur pm list for ur both ff's as i only read these two...n one more thing don't judge ur ff on no. of likes n comment just see how much they r liking who r commenting Yeah…I'm working on that. I will ad you on my PM list tho :)
continue soon K
luv u...

Originally posted by: sultanahabeeb

carry on dear ,seems interesting

The limo pulled into the parking lot of Shaurya High. Immediately, the two fifteen year old girls scrambled out of the vehicle, pushing and scratching one another in an attempt to exit first. As they entered into the main office of the school, the one with the hot pink handbag started talking, something in her voice spelling ATTITUDE in capital letters.

Shreya: Listen, if you need any help, please don't ask Shreya. Shreya has a rep to protect, and tumhara huliya dekh ke, everyone will be shocked to see you even approach Shreya. 

The girl who had been addressed rolled her eyes. 

They were a gorgeous pair of eyes. Emerald green, soft and warm at sight, and sharp and attentive while observing. They were reasonably large, almond shaped eyes, with long, naturally curled eyelashes. To accentuate their beauty, the girl had underlined it with a thin layer of eyeliner. They looked especially beautiful when she smiled, laughed or made any other extreme gestures. Right then, they looked cold, with a hint of anger just in the corners. 

Tammy: Please! If the world only had monkeys and you and me as human beings, I would ask the monkeys for help.

Shreya scowled at Tammy darkly, distorting her beautifully made up features.

Shreya: Very funny. Agar aisi intelligence class mein use ki, then you'll go straight to the principal's office.
Tammy: Like you would care. 
Shreya: True, but mamu would. 
Tammy: (Rolling eyes again) What. Ever.

With an air of being more superior, Tammy walked away from her sister.

Shreya: Welcome desk is the other way!
Tammy: I totally knew that! I was just...going to...check out the whole school…

Dhruv shyly smiled at them, whispering something to Aryan. Nodding, Aryan fist punched his brother (which was equivalent to a guy hug) and turned his complete attention to the girls. Smiling fondly at his brother, Dhruv slithered away from the crowd, walking towards the class he had first period. 

The bell rung soon enough, and reluctantly, the girls parted. Aryan started scanning the hallway. He wasn't too bothered about going to class. His eye caught the sight of a female. She was chewing gum, and looked reasonably attractive, although it was hard to tell, as she had her head bent, poring over a bunch of papers.

Smiling cheekily, he slipped his sunglasses on.

Aryan: (To himself) Someone new...my girlfriend of the day has been discovered.

With attitude in every step, Aryan walked up to the girl, and in a pretty manly voice, greeted her.

Aryan: Hi.

The girl didn't look up, but popped her bubble, as if in reply.A little surprised, Aryan frowned, but tried again. This time, with the help of the quintessential romantic item, a single red rose.

Aryan: Hi. My name's Aryan.

The girl looked up. She had earphones plugged in her ears. That would explain why she couldn't hear him. She frowned at the sight of the boy who was smiling widely at her. Cautiously, she removed an earphone from her ear.

...?: Sorry...what'd you say?

The tinge of an American accent in her voice was unmistakable. She was prettier than he had estimated. Beautiful black, luscious hair, large green almond shaped eyes, long, tanned legs and a petite waist.

Aryan: (Offering rose) Care for any help?

The girl's frown grew deeper on her face. She ignored the rose, and eyed the boy thoughtfully. She was good at analyzing people, and the guy standing in front of her looked like...quite frankly...an airheaded douche bag.  

...?: Sorry...I don't take help from douche bags.

She walked away, still poring over the printed paper. Aryan frowned, not liking the attitude of the girl. Nevertheless, he decided to have one last try, as the girl was…pretty.He walked up to her, blocking her way. He offered her the rose again.

Aryan: You're new.
...?: I think I figured out that part by myself.
Aryan: I could help you...maybe give you a personal tour of the school…
...?: (Mad) Oh yeah...how are you going to help me?! (Sarcsatic) Oh! I know! You could use this little rose of yours. It must have magical properties! You can sprinkle the fairy dust over this dump and make it a place actually worth staying in! 

Aryan stammered, utterly bewildered at the weirdness of the girl.

...?: Can you do that?
Aryan: WHAT?!
...?: Didn't think so. Now if you don't mind...please move...I don't want to start my day in this dump by seeing a dumpier face.
Aryan: HEY! I'll have you know, I'm the most wanted guy in this school!
...?: Hmm...girls must be woefully lacking a proper sense of judgment in this school then.

Before Aryan could retort, a girl in a green shirt and ponytail came running to both of them. 

Girl: (Panting) Tamanna?
Tammy: (Frowning) Uh…yeah...
Girl: (Extending arm) Hi...I'm Julia...
Tammy: (Shaking arm) Uh...nice to meet you.
Julia: I'm gonna be your guide today...so tell me where your first class is.

And like that, the two girls walked away from Aryan, leaving him feeling a little confused, and completely convinced that the two were in need of a therapist. I mean...look at him...he was a fine specimen of a guy.
Tammy: So this is Math?
Julia: Yeah! Go ahead, I have to run to my Spanish class.
Tammy: Thanks so much man, you saved me from that jack ass.
Julia: Yeah...Aryan has a reputation of being a kind of Casanova.

Tammy snorted, still unable to believe that a guy so stupid could be liked by anyone. 

Tammy: (Muttering) This school is seriously lacking in good looking guys.
Julia: (Laughing) See you after Math.

Smiling, Tammy entered the class. The teacher looked up from the board, staring at Tammy.

Teacher: Yes?

Nonchalantly, Tammy handed a note to the teacher. Nodding the teacher turned to the class.

Teacher: Class, this is a new student. Miss..?
Tammy: Tammy.
Teacher: Maine pet name nahi poocha. Full name?
Tammy: (Rolling eyes) Tamanna.
Teacher: Ok Tamanna, uh...go sit next to….Dhruv right there.

The teacher pointed to an empty seat near the back of the class. Shrugging her shoulders, Tammy went and sat next a good looking boy, who smiled at her.

Dhruv: (Extending hand) Dhruv.
Tammy: (Shaking it)Tammy.
Dhruv: So, aap isse pehle kis school mein thi?
Tammy: Boarding school...in Chicago...
Dhruv: How come?
Tammy: My uncle and sister got pretty fed up of me...thought they should ship me away.

Dhruv laughed uncertainly, unsure whether it was a joke or not.

Dhruv: So how come you came here?
Tammy: Mamu started missing me, so he just called me back. 

The teacher turned to face the class, directing her eyes to Tammy.

Teacher: So Tamanna, since your new, why don't you tell us... what kind of math were you doing in your old school?
Tammy: (Propping legs on a stool) Numbers and...stuff...

The teacher noticed the legs almost immediately, and a deep frown appeared on her face.

Teacher: Please take your feet off the stool. This is not your living room.  
Tammy: (Cooly) Miss, if this was my living room, I would be asleep by now.

The class burst into a fit of laughter. Dhruv smiled himself, although usually he would have been more restrained. The teacher silenced them with one stroke of her hand. 

The look her face indicated big trouble to Tammy. Sighing, Tammy started picking up her bag, but was interrupted by the teacher.

Teacher: Since you are new, this behavior will be tolerated. But only for today. Dhruv, please tell her how to behave in my class, and Tamanna, make sure you don't do this again.

Giving the two a stern look, the teacher turned her back away and started explaining the math problem on the board, again.A few moments passed laboriously. The class was deathly silent. A fact that Tammy was unable to comprehend. Abruptly the classroom door banged open, and in entered an unruly boy, panting miserably.The teacher frowned at the boy in a disapproving manner.

Teaher: Siddharth. Late on the first day of school...not a good first impression.
Sid: (Huffing) Sorry ma'am. I had to get-
Teacher: Doesn't matter, go sit next to Priya. 

Nodding, the boy went and took his place right in between Priya and Dhruv. Shaking her head bemusedly, the teacher turned back to the board for the second time. Sid turned to Dhruv, and animatedly started chatting with him.  

Sid: Hey Dhruv, how were your holidays?
Dhruv: Pretty good. Yours?
Sid: Awesome! My cousin Samira visited us, and she brought a couple of her hot friends along with her.

Sid winked mischievously at Dhruv, and turned his attention to the "oh so pretty" girl sitting next to him.

Dhruv: What are you doing?
Tammy: Throwing spitballs at the teacher.

Immediately Sid's head spun around. His eyes grew wide as he saw the extremely attractive girl sitting next to Dhruv commencing to throw spit balls at the teacher. 

Sid: You...you're a prankster?

Pausing momentarily, the girl turned to face Sid, an eyebrow cocked up high.

Tammy: It's one of my passions.
Sid: (Grinning) Awesome! Mujhe bhi pranks khelne bohot pasand hai. 
Tammy: Really? Can you help me to know the level of irratance of this teacher. Taaki main isko annoy kar sakoon, and I don't get expelled or something.
Sid: Sure, but let me tell you, spit balls don't effect her. Her neck is already really clammy.

Tammy laughed appreciatively at the boy's comment. She liked people who had the guts to insult teachers and play pranks on them.Sid eyed the clock placed perfectly on the wall. Only one minute of class left. Grinning, he took out what appeared to be a homemade catapult, and turned to Tammy.

Sid: Watch this.

Quickly, he inserted a long pencil in the catapult and aimed for the jug of water on the teacher's desk. Closing one eye, he dispatched the pencil. It knocked down the jug of water, making the teacher jump in surprise. She turned around with a deep frown on her face, just as the bell rang. 
Giggling, Tammy and Sid got up at the same time, running out of the classroom as fast as they could. 

Tammy: So...what's your pranking history?

so now i m here...the update was rocking
shreya is really too much n tam ne toh aryan ki first meet main hi insult wali bezzati kar di poor guy,liked sid also,the prankster n dhruv is so shy man,well it's a bit unbelievable i mean a guy n that much shy wow
so mr.casonovo got trapped in tammy's prank but whatever he said is absolutaly going to be true i know that
n one more thing can u plz change rt n mugs pics,i mean kafi historical lag raha h koi unki character jaisi lagao
update soon
luv u   Edited by ridzzi - 11 years ago