[Everyone who thought Prachi will win was right. Prachi ko harne dungi kya main? ;)]

"And the winner is ..... Prachi Arora. Give her a big round of applause." Armaan Khurana smiled even as he began to clap.

Prachi was stunned to hear that. She was thankful that she had performed well but had never actually dreamt of winning the contest since fashion was not her forte and she had been a practical person for a long time now to day dream about a fashion contest. 

Ranbir, Sahana and Aryan whooped in joy while Rhea had to satisfy herself by glaring at Prachi in helpless rage. Dimpy and Saina looked at each other and then at Rhea sheepishly. Rhea turned on her heels and strode away with a furious scowl. The other two of the evil trio followed suit. 

Sahana hugged Prachi, bringing her out of her trance. While Ranbir and Aryan hi fived with each other. 

Soon, the function was over and Prachi and Sahana made their way to where Pragya, Saritaji and the elder Kohlis were standing with welcoming smiles. Ranbir was about to follow suit but Aryan grabbed his arm and almost dragged him along as he walked away.

Prachi almost ran into her mother's open arms and both mother and daughter hugged each other happily. Pragya caressed Prachi's hair and kissed the side of her head affectionately.

"Many, many congratulations my child. I knew you will win." Pragya smiled after stepping back from the embrace.

"Thank you, Ma. How did you know?" Prachi stared at her mom, bemused.

"Because my daughter had never lost till date." Pragya's eyes were glittering with pride.

Both grinned and Pragya patted Prachi's cheeks.

"Arey! You will talk only with your mother? We are also in the queue." Pallavi giggled.

"Sorry, aunty." Prachi walked over to them with a smile.

She was about to bent down to touch her feet but Pallavi stopped her and pulled her into a warm embrace.

"No need to say sorry, baby. And daughters don't touch feet. They give hugs. Many congratulations dear." Pallavi smiled happily at Prachi.

"Thank you, aunty." Prachi smiled back.

"Congratulations, dear child." Vikram placed a hand on Prachi's head affectionately.

"Now, it is my turn. Many, many congratulations. May many more such successes come in your life." Dida hugged Prachi warmly and she responded with as much warmth.

"This is not fair. I haven't won anything. But that does not mean I don't deserve hugs." Sahana pouted childishly, looking adorable.

"Awe, I am so sorry my jealous daughter. Come here." Pragya pulled Sahana into a hug, smiling.

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"Aryan! What's wrong? Why have you dragged me here? We could have been there with the girls and our families." Ranbir rounded on Aryan.

"We will have time for that later on. Right now something more important is needed to be done." The somber quality of Aryan's voice alerted Ranbir to the seriousness of the situation.

"What's wrong, Aryan?" Ranbir frowned, there was no trace of that childish joviality any more.

Aryan explained the entire scenario regarding the evil plan that Dimpy and Saina hatched against an unsuspecting Prachi. As he finally concluded his explanation and looked up, he tensed as he witnessed a ruthless glint in Ranbir's eyes. Very few people were aware about this ruthless side of the usually playful and vivacious Ranbir Kohli and this side made its appearance when someone dared to hurt his loved ones.

"They wanted to humiliate Prachi in front of the whole college. Fine. I will fulfill their wish...but on them." Ranbir smirked mirthlessly.

"So, what do you want to do?" Aryan raised his brows

"Come with me." Ranbir strode away.

Aryan stared at Ranbir's retreating back for a while in utter confusion and then, shaking his head, followed suit.

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As the elders were busy talking among themselves, Prachi grabbed Sahana's arm and pulled her away a little from them.

"Sahana, where have the boys disappeared? Do you know?" Prachi frowned as she craned her neck to trace Ranbir, and Aryan too of course.

"Boys or just one boy? Are you telling me Prachi that you are already missing Ranbir? Oh my God! You have reached that stage already where you are missing your beloved if you don't see him for a few odd minutes? You can tell me, you know. May be I can help." Sahana giggled.

"I have definitely reached that stage where I can cheerfully throttle you, Sahana." Prachi glared at her best friend.

"Out of frustration? I understand." Sahana looked at Prachi with a straight face but broke into fits of giggle within moments seeing the irritated look in her best friend's eyes.

Prachi swatted Sahana's arm with the flat of her hand, making her groan.

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"So, you want to inform the principal?" Aryan looked at the entrance to the Principal's cabin and then turned towards Ranbir.

"Yes. We will inform the Principal. But I will be the one to punish them." Ranbir vowed.

They knocked and entered the Principal's cabin.

"Ranbir, Aryan! What are you doing here at this time? You both should be in the hall. What brings you here?" The Principal adjusted his glasses and looked at them quizzically.

"We would have been there, Sir, had someone not tried to defame our college in front of the renowned personalities who have come to judge the fashion contest." Ranbir looked straight into the eyes of the Principal.

"What are you saying, Ranbir? Who tried to do such a thing?" There was anger in the Principal's voice.

"Dimpy and Saina. I caught them red handed and somehow managed to save the day." Aryan explained.

"What exactly happened?" The Principal's tone was grave.

Aryan explained everything that had happened and could have happened with Prachi had he not taken quck action.

The Principal was enraged to know all the nasty details and immediately turned around and called another professor through intercom. As the professor entered, the Principal told him to bring the two girls to his cabin.

After a few moments passed in tensed silence, there was a knock at the door and Dimpy and Saina entered the room fearfully.

"So, you think it's fun to humiliate someone in front of everyone and humiliating our college in front of outsiders through it. Let me call your parents and tell them about your fabulous deeds and then suspend you. Let's see how funny you find it." The Principal glared at them with mounting fury.

"So...sor..sorry...S...Sir. It...wo...won't...hap...happen...ag..again." Dimpy stuttered, scared.

"No. It won't. Because I will make sure it doesn't happen again. I will suspend both of you for a month." The Principal was firm in his decision.

"Sir, may I say something?" Ranbir turned to the furious man.

"Sure, Ranbir. What do you want to say?" The Princpal turned towards him.

"Sir, why don't we make sure they don't try to humiliate someone again by teaching them an apt lesson. Suspension won't do the needful as they will just treat it as a holiday." Ranbir glared at the two scared girls.

"What do you have in mind, Ranbir?" The Principal looked at him with a frown.

"Sir, I think they should wipe the floor of the college every day for a whole month and will enter each room after the professor leaves and wipe the floor in front of all student, be it junior or senior. That way they may learn their lesson." Ranbir smirked.

"What! No! Please, Sir. We can't do that. Everyone will laugh at us." Saina protested vigorously.

"And that is exactly what you need. This way you can remember this lesson whenever you even think of humiliating others. Great idea, Ranbir. You two will start from tomorrow." The Principal ordered.

"But sir..." Dimpy began.

"Get lost both of you or I will rusticate you." The Principal snapped.

Sobbing, the two girls hurried out of the room. After thanking the Principal, Ranbir and Aryan walked out of the cabin and made their way towards the hall. 

"Ranbir" A familiar voice made them stop on their track.

Kisne bulaya? Mujhe kya pata? Tum log socho. ;) 

This cliffhanger is for my sweet sis Shree aka @candy54789 LOL

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