[Wrong everyone. Even Khushi. LOL Duniya mein se ek insaan toh hogi hi. Alien thode na hogi. haha But your answer really crack me up. LOL

 It's Pallavi. ;) Bahu aur bete ki taiyariyaan dekhne aayi thi bechari. ;)]

Pallavi was standing near the door with a bright smile. By then Prachi and Ranbir, too, have turned towards her.

"Mom? When did you come?" Ranbir looked at his mother, taken aback.

"Just now. I was visiting my friend, so thought of coming to see how the preparations for the upcoming fashion show are going on." Pallavi beamed.

"Ranbir is busy in helping Prachi and Prachi is busy wondering whether she would make a fool of herself in front of everyone." Sahana giggled.

"And why will that happen? Our Prachi is naturally graceful. If she practices, she can win anytime. Don't you worry, my child. You will be the one to win. It will be a cakewalk for you." Pallavi walked over to Prachi and patted her cheek affectionately.

"Thank you, aunty." Prachi smiled happily.

Ranbir too smiled joyfully as seeing his love happy always makes him happy. His happy smile didn't go unnoticed. Pallavi admired the adorable couple and wondered how she could have thought that Ranbir loved Rhea.

"Carry on children. I will leave now." Pallavi smiled at them.

"Aunty, please let me make some tea for you." Prachi began to walk out of the room.

"No, Prachi. I am already getting late. But don't worry. I will definitely come and have tea prepared by you very soon. And anyways, we are going to have dishes made by you in future too." Pallavi wiggled her brows suggestively.

Crimson hue tinted Prachi's cheeks as the hidden meaning behind the words dawned on her. Biting her lower lip, she looked away, making Pallavi laugh softly.

Ranbir grinned while Aryan and Sahana laughed.Pallavi bid farewell and walked out of the room. 

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As time ticked by, finally the day of the fashion show arrived. A festive aura was prevailing over the campus. The whole campus had been decorated with festoons and banners announcing the fashion contest. 

Teachers and students who were responsible for the arrangement of the fashion show were moving around busily while the others were just loitering around, relishing the festive ambience.

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In a room inside the college building, a girl was pacing up and down the room restively. She was checking her watch every now and then. A noise made her turn toward the entrance. As two other girls sauntered into the room, she sighed in relief.

"Dimpy! Saina! Where on earth were you both? I had been waiting for you for so long." The girl glared at them.

"Sorry, sorry. I know we are late. But we are late for a reason." Dimpy smirked.

"What reason? And where were you?" Rhea huffed impatiently.

"We went to make sure that you will be the one to win this fashion show." Saina rubbed her palms against each other gleefully.

"How? What have you done?" Rhea looked at them suspiciously.

"We will explains All the hows and whys later. Let's get you ready for the contest right now. And cheer up, Rhea. You will be the winner as usual and the whole college will see Prachi making a mockery of herself." Dimpy smirked and then ushered Rhea to the dressing room. 

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Sahana was giving final touches to Prachi's makeup and had just finished when Ranbir and Aryan walked into the room. 

Prachi got to her feet gracefully and turned around. Ranbir stopped dead. In a beautiful white lehenga, Prachi was the epitome of simple yet elegant beauty.

He stood there mesmerized. He was just unable to take his eyes off her. For Ranbir, time stopped right there, right then. He knew he was staring at her like an idiot but he just couldn't help it. 

Prachi, on the other hand, was growing increasingly nervous at his continued silence. She looked down at herself and then up at him.

"What happened, Ranbir? Is anything wrong? Shall I change this dress?" Prachi ran her clammy palms down the skirt of the lehenga.

"No" Ranbir finally came out of his trance as her words penetrated the daze around him, caused by the attack of her mesmerising beauty on his senses.

Prachi blinked in confusion as the negation came out more forcefully than he had intended. Ranbir realized that even Sahana was looking at him in utter astonishment. Aryan was the only one who seemed to understand what Ranbir was experiencing. He began to laugh.

Prachi and Sahana exchanged a wary glance as if they both were wondering if the boys had actually gone crazy. 

"Guys, are you okay? And don't you dare say that Prachi is not looking good in this dress. I have spent a whole day in choosing the perfect dress, make up and jewellery for her and a two whole hours to get her ready." Sahana warned, placing her hands on her hips.

"Calm down, Sahana. You have taken the exact opposite route to the one that Ranbir's mind is travelling down." Aryan chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Sahana frowned in confusion.

"Prachi is not looking good." Ranbir was still staring at Prachi.

Prachi felt dejected as his words pierced her like sharp, little darts. She had always been an independent girl who never cared much for other's opinion about her beauty as she had always known herself to be average looking. 

But at that moment, Ranbir's simple words hurt her more than the harshest of insults. Just when did his opinion became so much important to her? When she had fallen in love with him. The answer that came out of the blue shocked her with its abruptness and intensity.

Sahana's jaw dropped down at Ranbir's tactless reply and this time, Aryan, too, was taken aback. Ranbir looked at them with a soft smile and then turned to the love of his life and began to walk towards her.

"Prachi is looking amazing, fabulous, fantastic, mesmerising and totally incomparable. Good can never be an adequate adjective for Prachi as she is and always will be the best. No comparison at all." Ranbir smiled softly as he stopped in front of her.

Stunned yet again by the proof of his infinite love and devotion, Prachi lost herself in the depth of his eyes which were shining with sincerity and a boundless love. Ranbir too couldn't refrain himself from drowning in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

Arhana looked at each other and grinned mischievously.

"Ahem! Ahem!" Both Aryan and Sahana faked coughing.

It worked like magic and successfully brought Prachi and Ranbir out of their shared reverie. Prachi looked away, blushing, while Ranbir looked around sheepishly.

"So, where were we?" Ranbir smiled sheepishly, ruffling his hair.

"We were right here. About you, we have no idea."Aryan looked at Ranbir with a mischievous smirk.

Sahana couldn't refrain from giggling, earning a glare from her bestie. However, she didn't pay any heed to Prachi's warning glare.

"Now, if the Romeo and Juliet are done being Romeo and Juliet, shall we leave for the stage as soon Juliet's name will be announced." Sahana laughed.

"Sahana!" Prachi glared at her menacingly.

"Okay, okay, calm down, Hitler. Let's go." Sahana looped her hand around Prachi's arm and almost dragged her along as she sauntered out of the room.

Laughing at her antics, the guys followed suit too.

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Pragya and Saritaji were looking around for seats that would provide better views of the stage when someone called out to them. They turned around to see the members of the Kohli family making their way among the throng of students and their guardians towards them

"What a relief that we found you both!" Pallavi beamed happily at them.

"Yes, we were about to call you. Ranbir said that you both are coming. So, we thought we should all sit together and enjoy the show. After all our Prachi is taking part in it." Vikram smiled affably.

"I just have this strong feeling that our Prachi will be the one to win this contest. And then we will celebrate her success." Daljeet smiled dreamily.

"Auntyji, let Prachi win first. I am actually worried about her as she had never done this before." Pragya glanced around a bit nervously.

"Don't worry. I know our Prachi will win." Saritaji assured Pragya confidently.

"After we return home, do share your recipe for this astounding confidence you always have." Pragya smiled.

Laughing, Saritaji turned towards the rest of the audience. Her eyes were searching for an absentee figure but couldn't locate him.

"Mr. Mehra didn't come?" Saritaji looked at Vikram questioningly.

"No. He wanted to come to see Prachi's performance. But he had some work at the last moment. An important business call detained him. But he had assured me that he will come for Prachi's performance." Vikram smiled assuredly.

"Not for his daughter's?" Pragya looked at Vikram, taken aback.

"Not after what she had done with Prachi. In fact he had specifically asked us not to cheer for Rhea. Not that we were going to after everything she has done. My friend is a fair man. He doesn't step back from doing what is right, even if it is against his only child." Vikram's words reflected his pride in his friend.

Even Pragya was impressed by the fair judgement this elusive Mr. Mehra had displayed everytime her daughter was in trouble and especially now, after knowing about his own daughter's culpability. She would really like to meet such a person.

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After the Kohlis and Pragya and Saritaji occupied their respective seats in the very front row, the host sauntered into the stage beside the ramp.

"Welcome and good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you all for taking out time from your busy schedule for this small contest arranged by our college. Now, without wasting your time, let me welcome the judges. Fashionista Miss Suman Kapoor, renowned model Miss Sonia Oberoi and the CEO of fashion house Gulmohor, Mr. Armaan Khurana.
Now, let the show begin." The host smiled and excused himself.

The contest began and the contestants began to make their appearances as their names were announced.

Rhea was staring at the audience dejectedly. Her aunt had called her and informed that her father had decided to come for Prachi and not for her. Prachi, Prachi, Prachi. Everyone and everything nowadays seemed to be revolving around this one name. This one name had ruined her perfect life.

Soon, her name was announced and Rhea walked out into the ramp with her usual haughty style. She walked down the ramp and posed. Then she walked back up the ramp and disappeared behind the curtain.

Finally, Prachi's name was announced. She looked back at Ranbir whose smile of assurance filled her with confidence. Head held high, she walked out gracefully into the ramp.

Rhea was fuming silently as Prachi began to walk down the ramp gracefully.

"Don't be so tensed, Rhea. We have made sure that Prachi won't win. " Dimpy smirked.

"But you haven't explained what you have done. Blurt it out right now." Rhea demanded.

"We have broken the heel of Prachi's sandal and we have fitted it loosely so that after she takes 5-6 steps and is right in the middle of the ramp, her heel will give in. She will tumble down and make a mockery of herself in front of all these people. And that will be the perfect revenge for everything you have suffered due to her." Dimpy's lips curved into an evil smirk.

Overwhelmed with happiness at her best friends' loyalty and Prachi's inevitable downfall, Rhea hugged Dimpy and Saina, who hugged her back. After they stepped back from the embrace, the three friends grinned at each other.

"At the count of three." Dimpy smirked, turning back towards the ramp.

Prachi had been walking down the ramp gracefully, when her steps faltered a little. However, it was too momentary for anyone other than the person who experienced it to notice. Ignoring the ominous feeling of foreboding, Prachi continued on her path. 

"One" Shaina grinned excitedly.

"Two" Dimpy smirked evilly.

"And here goes three." Rhea titled her head with a devious smirk.

And ..............

Uff! I am so tired. This one is a longer part than the usual. So, let me stop here. LOL

OMG! What is gonna happen? Will the evil trio's plan be successfull? Will Prachi be humilated in front of everyone again? Socho, socho. ;)

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