"Hii," said a chirpy voice

I raised my head in surprise from the desk. I sat alone nobody wants to talk to me.

It was that girl with big eyes and a pretty smile. Her hair was so long. Everybody wants to be her friend why was she talking to me?

"Can you lend me a pencil?" She asked smiling.

Was she talking to me?

"No" I replied.

I had only one pencil left, the boys threw my stationary in the dustbin.

How will I write if I lent her?

"No?" She couldn't believe it.
" you won't lend me?"

"I have only one pencil and I will need it"

"You don't need it you are fat"

Technically fat people don't even deserve to write

She was so mean.

I turned away and put my head down. It hurts when people call me fat. It wasn't my fault.

"Hey"
Now she was sitting beside me. No one sits with me. "I will sit with you if you lend me your pencil"

"You can ask anybody else" anybody will give her.

"No I want yours," she said stubbornly, "you will lend me?"

She was crazy.

But nobody sat with me I was alone I felt like the odd one out in the entire class so I sacrificed my pencil which I shouldn't cuz...

every day it went this way. ..

>>>>>

" Dhruv let's play a game! it's a challenge you don't have to smile for the next four periods"

"I am not smiling," I said.

"Oh you will be laughing"
She made funny faces I can't help but laugh at that, due to which I was scolded in every period.

>>>>>

"Dhruv let's play a game it's a challenge you have to make me smile now for the next four periods"

She laughed loudly but when caught she blamed it on me. I was scolded with a note in my diary.

>>>>>

"Dhruv we will play a game the one whose face looks like a balloon will win?"

She blew her cheeks with air, "see I am trying so hard but you are still a winner!" She laughed pointing at my cheeks.

"Not funny Silver" why was she always so mean?

"Don't pout we will play a different game the one whose face doesn't look like a balloon will win! Oh my God, Dhruv, I won without trying. Hahaha, Why are you frowning? Oh God, I love teasing you"

>>>>>

" Dhurv I know a game-"

"I don't want to play any games with you"

"But You always enjoy them!"

"It's you who enjoys it" I glared at her

In response she laughed," fine we will not play any games today but do you know where my shoes are?"

I looked down at her shoes

"They are on my feet dummy " she laughed loudly.

I huffed

"Oh wait Dhruv don't say what?"

"What?"

She laughed more leaning toward me I shoved her away.

"Dhruv Dhruv Dhruv"
I put my head down looking away from her. She started poking my shoulder, my head "Dhruv you don't want to talk to me because I am not pretty?" She sounded sad

"Oh come on you know, you are pretty" I rolled my eyes

"I know but thank you for the reminder" she bent over her desk breaking into fits of laughter
"Why are you so gullible Dhuv?" She gazed at me with those big grey eyes.

I stared back transfixed for a moment she really was pretty. My face turned red.
I looked away, "I hate you!"

She only laughed more

√√√√√

I woke up in the middle of a dream in a haze rubbed my eyes when failed to remember it. I glanced at the clock 5: 00am . Guess no point of sleeping now.

After showering, I was readying myself for school when my mobile beeped with a message. I had turned off my insta notifications. So goddamn messages from annoying people who have much time on their hands to waste. I glanced once at the screen already decided to ignore whoever it was.

Faisal

One of my best friends back home

What did he want now? Was it something concerning Ms. Newton? And just like that I was thinking about her again.

I had to cut off all contact with my previous school friends to move on.

With them came her memories.

Sana also texted. I forgot to reply to it

There's this ice cream parlor
opened down the street I was wondering do you want to .... maybe...will you check it out with me?

You don't have to...

I am sorry if I bothered you

Before I could reply Faisal's messages flashed.

Yo Brother, what's up?

Forgotten about your fav best friend?

Can't blame seeing what's keeping you occupied there.
Your gorgeous stalker was asking about you👀

What the f was he on about? I chose to ignore him there was always some girl asking about me to him or vice versa. Seriously, Too old and so damn tired of that.

Like elite, you only reading not replying unless I type
Serra
Serra
Serra
S
E
R
R
A
Oh wait
Ms. Newton will also work!

I cursed typing.

Fu*king stop that

And he knows how to type

What do you want?

Come back, Sahil is missing you

What a joke

Hilarious one, isn't it? 😂

This mf was just wasting my time

I was going to turn my phone off

Your stalker was asking
about your dating life.
I told my man took celibacy for a hobby unless someone with a
model face and element
name stalks him, ring a bell?

This caught my attention. I put the two and two together.

It has
Model face
It is Stalker
It fucking appears in every convo

I typed that aggravating name with unbearable wrath.

SILVER

I didn't ask I answered myself

√√√√√

I should have been more upfront about the repercussions of messing with me. I was being too soft with her letting her do whatever she wanted thinking she would grow tired and would give up eventually but she chose hell when she decided to drag the life I left behind.

Snooping around my back and contacting my friend? How did she come across Faisal? That didn't matter.

She has to stop whatever game she was playing. God, I was so angry I feared I will break anything or everything nearby. I stalked the school corridors in search of her and that obnoxious Silver bow.

"Where is she?" I snapped reaching her class. Not that I remember, it wasn't just hard to find.

"You need to get behind in the line we all are waiting for her!"
A loser said from a long line of them holding stuff I wanted to tear apart.

Like hell, I would stoop so low by joining them. I shot them a nasty glare don't they have some better work to do than form a line of idiots? They cowered away looking scared.

I turned around moving out just as I was moving I bumped into Miss. Silver foil.

Her Starbucks coffee like before spilled on her white shirt she hissed looking up, "what the-

She stopped noticing me, surprise and... mischief flashed in her eyes, "looking for me? Chubby roll?"

I glared clenching my jaw. I grasped her wrist that held the cup it dropped down on the floor when I pulled her hard with me storming out.

She stumbled over her steps to follow me without falling. She said laughter underlining her voice, " it is the wrong side for me Dhruv I can't see! let me switch hands before dragging me like a sack"

I stopped she collided with my back. I didn't care I yanked her inside the empty classroom throwing the door in her face she cried, I caught it with my foot before it hurt her face.

She was finding this amusing let's see how amusing this will be when I strangle her. I left her hand not until pinning her body against the wall with my right hand placed over her head cornering her intimidatingly. Thought she would cower or look a bit fearful considering how small she appeared in front of me, but she only folded her hands on her chest cocking her head observing me.

I took a step towards her glaring viciously then her smile cracked she tried to lean away turn slightly nervous when found herself against the wall with nowhere to move having me standing in front of her,
"what do you think of yourself? " I asked my voice barely controlling the rage in my body," who gave you the right to go around snooping on me? Who bloody hell told you you were allowed to contact my friend!"

She jutted her chin out leveling her gaze with mine," you didn't want to talk to me but I made it very clear I want to know about you! Because unlike you I don't go around labeling and judging people without actually knowing them!" She poked my chest. I looked there then at her harshly somehow she made it look like I deserved that. Deserved to have done a background check on me.

"Remove your finger," I said in a warning. Her finger remained there on my chest the red nail digging in.

"Remove yourself from me," she said matching my tone. "If you don't like being touched I don't like being cornered. We can talk it out like adults-

"Like hell!" I lowered my head over her face diminishing the gap only stopping when our faces were mere inches apart her breath hitched eyes widened in response, "I don't want to talk with you I don't want to have anything done with you. Don't you understand it? I don't like you I HATE YOU. Stop talking to my friends stop being so fucking annoying!"

"I won't! I won't stop trying to make amends with you, you can't make me stop. You can hate me all you want but you can't stop me, EVER!" She glared back with big eyes and flushed cheeks. She was breathing hard her ample chest heaving against mine, her lips glistening looking so pink and inviting.

Goddamn it. I wanted to kiss her.

What?

I covered my face growling then punched the wall frustratedly the spot right beside her head. The stinging pain of the busted knuckles helped in distraction. The closeness was getting into my head and some other...parts

Startled she jumped afraid, and her purse fell dropping the contents. There was a green dairy stumbling out. She immediately tried to get it away from my eyes with a tinge of fear I saw. I narrowed my eyes at her then reached for the diary swiftly before she could.

"Hey give it back to me!"

Casually, I walked out of the class flipping the diary pages.

"Do not open it!" She tugged my arm trying to reach me.

With my unhurt hand I held it away from her the diary had newspaper cuttings and blurry photos of a woman with brown hair. I glanced back at her she had a vulnerable look on. I was momentarily confused she appeared so tensed about it

now that was some real reaction I wanted

"give it back to me you are invading the privacy!"

"So you do seem to be aware of invasion of privacy"
I scoffed, turning away while she jumped to get it from me.

"Okay I will not contact your friends again, I promise....just give it to me"she held out her hand with a pleading look.

I cocked my head. Not understanding the secret the diary holds. It made me curious.

I read another news headline; Radhika Kapoor the former model spotted in a Cafe.
There was a picture of her the resemblance stopped me from turning to the next page. My attention darted to Silver then the picture, "your mother" I stated

"Give me my diary Dhruv!"

"Aww, no chubby roll? it's give me my diary Dhruv?" I mocked mid of tearing a the page, "you would stay away from me" I threatened

She chewed her lip like contemplating it.

So be it.

I tore the page discarded, it flew away from the balcony. Her eyes followed with shock.

Something does affect her. Too bad I gave the chance.

Soon pages were flying around landing over the fountain water down situated right below the balcony from where I tore them one by one. She watched them in a muted horror looking down her hands gripping the railing tightly. "no" she whispered then turn to me her face crumpled in disbelief and pain.

My hands stopped the destruction I hesitated . She stepped back, "no" then turned dashing towards the steps.

I studied the diary what remained just the cover and a few pages in them there at the corner of the cover in small fonts written Finding Mama.

I glanced down from the balcony. Silver without thinking twice in a distraught state to save the pages got into the fountain. I felt this strange pull to get down and..and honestly, the helpless state was quite pitiful.

I discarded that thought and the remains of the diary from the balcony when I saw a few guys joining in assisting her.

At least this will teach her to stay away from me.

Will she? 🤔