Vivaan's POV

"No way." I screamed out.

"Why not?" Asked She.

"Because you are not gonna go and so you are not gonna go." Said I.

"See I simply don't wanna spoil my life by studying engineering or stuff. I wanna be free. See I'm not such a brilliant student like you but I still have dreams of mine. See I'll be in contact with you. You'll not have to worry about that." Said She.

"But I love you." Said I shyly. I was not exactly sure about what would be her expression to that.

"What?? What??What??" She said in a go. Then she started to laugh like a mad person. She was laughing so much that tears started to roll down her eyes.

I looked down with a frown.

She then controlled herself and said still laughing," See Vivo but no girl would like to be a girlfriend or some of that nagging sort of things of your's. Just look at yourself. Typical chashmish."

"Stop laughing." I said and threw a shoe of mine at her.

She caught the shoe and said,"Vivo you know something? There is no one why can like me too. And there is no one for whom I can fall for. And another thing. This....." She said and threw my shoe back at my face which I failed to catch and the shoe's sholl hit my nose.

"Stop being funny." Said I.

"I'm not." Said She.

"I'm also leaving to New York." Said I softly.

"Wow. Mumma's boy is going to stay without Mumma now?Oooow" Said She.

"I hate you." Said I.

"So who likes you and your butt like face. Never show me your face again." She said joking and went away.

She was just like this since childhood. Carefree, tomboyish and a great quarreler and fighter.

But whatever she was but she was my first love.