Preferred alternate version to this chapter in the next post.
#1: Because friends are the reason most of you crushes get crushed miserably. Hail, friends!
Chapter One: K I S S M E Nothing lasts forever. So live it up, drink it down, laugh it off, take chances and never have regrets because at one point everything that you did was exactly what you wanted. - Marilyn Monroe "And this is where we end this chapter. I expect an essay analysing the short story in not more than two full scap pages by next class."
Ishita Raizada rolled her eyes. Trust Miss Rodriguez to be a perfect bore. Just because the woman had nothing exceptionally good to do in life didn't mean that the rest of them suffered from the sam misfortune. Unplugging her ears and dropping her hoodie Ishita lightly kicked the chair in front of her.
"Mikku, yaar. This class was such a drab. The canteen's serving Aloo Paratha's today. Let's go na, please." she closed her eyes as she folded her hands, sending her best friend her best pout.
"Now? It's lunch now anyways, you fool. Get your lazy as off that stupid chair. The bench warmer you are."
"Speak for yourself. I top this batch. Not Mr. Singh or Miss Jaiswal over there."
"Plot twist. You have dreams of topping this class."
"You know I would, if only Subbu liked smart girls. That he prefers them dumb,"
"And so you purposely decrease your percentile, that's extremely stupid of you."
"Isn't too. I've been extremely busy these days. You have no clue of the torture I've been put upto while you kids have all the fun."
"Torture. Kids. Ishita Iyer. What has gotten into you. She things she's all that just because she just turned 17," Nalini turned over to join them, placing either arm on each of thir shoulder. Ishita rolled her eyes all over again.This girl. The dumbest of the lot. And not to forget, the strongest contender in her fight for Subbu.
"Let's skip classes after lunch today. Play practices. And I am not staying back here for any more time then needed."
Ishita stared in awe of Subbu. Subbu. Subramanian Shetty. Her hero. Subbu Shetty. Class Representative. Sports Captain. Smart. Good looking. Athletic. Popular. What more did a high schooler want in a boyfriend?
"Sure," she found herself whispering.
"Subbu, Ishita agrees. How about the both of y'all getting together. You know, skip lunch and hit the adda. Do the dirty and we'll meet y'all there." Viren shot sending everyone into squeals of laughter as Subbu looked away. Ishita wished for the ground to open up and swallow her alive. Didn't that happen in Power Rangers? The first Red Ranger? She wasn't sure.
"Ishita, Subbu said he like you. Ask him out. Oh, come on. I swear he did."
Ishita picked up the tray containing her lunch. Shooting the guys a glare she slammed her tray against the table resulting in several 'ooos' followed by silence.
"So how was summer?" Subbu turned away from the crowd as he seated himself besides Ishita.
"Visited my hometown." Nalini piped up, eager to be the first t answer Subbu's question.
"Nothing much. Vacationed with a moron." Ishita found herself whispering as she played with the spaghetti placed on her plate. Why the heck did she buy spaghetti when there were Alloo Parathas available? Because she was an absolute moron.
"Dated anyone, Ishita." Mikku piped sure.
"Dated, no. But made out with this totally hot dude only to realise he was Arnie's best friend. Talk about awkward. And not to forget he had stalkerish tendencies. Creepy." Ishita rambled unaware of the effect at the table.
"Base."
"What base?"
"Which base were you'll on?"
Ishita just raised her eyebrows alternately in response. Grinning as she walked past them, finally deciding not to have any spaghetti thus successfully avoiding any unwanted scenes later at home.
"Come one, don't leave out the juicy details. Which base?"
"You shouldn't know."
"You're mean."
"I'm aware," Ishita giggled.
"You're just making this up to make Subbu jealous, right,"
"Maybe. You never know," Ishita puckered her lips as she walked past her best friend and walked towards the washroom.
"Why do you even like him?" her best friend asked her.
"I never said I liked him,"
"Oh, please. You know you do. We all know you do. Don't you dare try to deny it. "
"Maybe, okay. Okay."
"He isn't even good. Like totally blah."
Ishita signed the log, then proceeding to run her fingers through her naturally straight hair. She grinned at Mikku.
She had met Mihika back in kindergarten and they had just clicked. Like click? And the rest was history. If Ishita was Lucifer personified then Mihika would be Azazel. Ishita's best friend and right hand woman.
The driver held the door open for the both of them as Ishita and Mihika stepped into the vehicle.
"So how did meeting your brother go?" Mihika asked, being the first and only one to know more into Ishita's personal life. Ishita's personal life wasn't something she liked to divulge in. It was messed up, per se.
"It went okay. He's really cool, you know."
"You're his only little sister, obviously he'll be really cool." Mihika laughed away.
"Same can't be said about yours though, right Mikku."
"Don't mention that twerp. He needs to be boiled in hot oil and skinned later. Like that guy who was boiled in hot, as shown on Discovery Channel or was it Animal Planet?"
"I guess the former. Can't be the latter."
"I beg to differ,"
"I would really appreciate if you let go of your phone."
"It's just Nandini informing us to meet her at the cafe right ahead."
"It's afternoon and that place is crowded not to mention really sunny, Ishu. I am not going there."
"You have no choice, kid." Ishita threatened Mihika with a gun make out of folded fingers as Mihika feigned fear.
They burst out laughing a second later.
"Isshhuuu. We have a mission for you," Neil screamed the minute Ishita got out of the vehicle.
"Neeelluuu, I am not taking that up," Ishita faked excitement that could top his as she smacked him on the backside of his head. This dope.
"But Ishu, if you don't then Nalini will and it's just a simple dare,"
"I don't remember losing a dare to you,"
"You did lose a bet though and this is compensation,"
Ishita felt her eyes roll all over again, while her head bobbed in agreement. A dare? This better be good.
"What's the dare?"
"See the guy there? Black tee, black jeans, Nike', perfectly gelled hair and glares."
"Where?"
"That dude, tapping into his phone."
"Okay. Him? Now?"
"Pass your phone,"
"Wait, why?"
"Just do,"
"Okay,"
"Why are you calling yourself from my phone? I'm right here, you oaf!"
"Well, we need proof,"
"What proof?"
"You need to ask him out!"
What. The. f**k.
"I ain't asking no random bloke up, yo. Just no."
"Ishu. Do we need to get started on this?"
"No," Ishu grimaced.
Ishita stopped short as she collected her thoughts. It's not like she was going to date this random dude. She had to just ask him out. And then tell him it was a dare. Didn't people prank each other all the time. And to think how awesome it'd be to have Subbu deal with the fact that a random stranger agreed to go out with her. He'd totally know what he was missing out on, Ishita grinned.
Ishita crossed the street as she walked over to the guy. He looked great. His t-shirt clung to his well chiseled abdomen so well as his pants hung to butt. He bit his lips, grinning as he messaged someone or just looked his phone. His glares protecting his eyes from her. He has hazel brown eyes, a voice at the back of her mind screamed. What? Wait, what?
This wasn't happening.
Ishita took a 180 degree turn. She was going to go back to her circle friends and face any kind of torture but not give this guy the pleasure of having her ask him. No. Karma, what kind of Karma was this? It wasn't even fair. Looking ahead found her self staring at her overly excited group of friends, a skeptical Neil, an overly excited Mihika, a grim Nalini and a somber Subbu walking towards her friends.
There was hell on either side. Choose one, the less painful one. And, Ishita found herself choosing the stranger in black as she took tiny steps walking towards him. This was the end. She was never going to hear the end of this.
Parking herself right infront of the stranger, she kicked him on his shin. He looked up and stared at her, clearly amused. He had an crooked grin as he raised an eyebrow. She just glared at him, quickly changing it into an adorable smile and she turned him around so that his back faced her friends. Looking down as her phone she mumbled the six words that would seal her doom.
"Would you go out with me?"
He looked at her, now clearly amused if he wasn't before.
"Repeat that."
"Would you go out with me?"
"Well, now that you ask so sweetly.."
Ishita's eyes widened in anticipation as his gaze locked with her and then followed towards her lips. She felt him bend towards her, aiming for a kiss. The sad thing was that he stopped midway as he continued, "I think I'll oblige, girlfriend."
And in that moment as cheesy as it would sound Ishita felt her heart fluttering. She gulped down her own spit. She was staring into the eyes of Raman Bhalla. The atrocious Raman Bhalla, her brother best friend. And as wrong as this should be and as wrong he should have been, Ishita swore she felt butterflies in her stomach as she was pushed from the back. In a millisecond, she felt herself turn around as her arms locked around this stranger as she made up for the distance between them. His arms wrapped around her waist securing her from a fall backwards and her lips on his. Ishita felt her eyes close as she felt herself being transported to the first time they kissed.
Arnav would kill the both of them, Ishita mentally noted to call Khushi the first thing the minute she got home.
She felt Raman deepen the kiss and, and he said earlier, she obliged. The world long forgotten.
This must've been confusing as heck but honestly I can't stare at the screen any longer. This is a rough draft. Will/ might edit it later. And as usual not edited. Leave behind your thoughts.
Fifth kiss in two days. Two pecks and an official kiss in Meherbaan. An official kiss in Coming Home. And one here. #dead
Edited by AraBearxx - 10 years ago
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