"ishaan, tujhe chalk larne ko mam ne kaha tha na? Aur tu yaha class ka damad ban ke baith gaya h" Rachit spoke with an eyeroll.

Rachi Soni
The topper.

Kamya rolled her eyes, and yeah Kamya's biggest enemy.

"Ma'am ke pass aur koi namuna nahi tha joh tumhe yaha bhej diya?" Kamya asked standing from her seat.

"Kya kar sakte h namuno ki class me jane hi himmat kisi me nhi thi siwae mere." Rachit said with a smirk.

"Kyuki tum khud number one namune ho." Kamya remarked back.

"Tum logo ke ladai me aab pehle wala maaza nhi rha." Sohil interupted before Rachit could say anything, casually sitting on his desk munching on popcorn.

"Bhai tujhe popcorn kaha se mil gaya?" Ishaan spoke from my beside.

"Bhai tu puch bhi kisse rha h. Ek number ka bhukhad hai yeh." Rachit said with a smug face.

"Sohil mujhe bhi popcorn diyo." Adhya spoke from her seat which was beside Kamya, her eyes sparkling at the sight of popcorn.

Sohil gave her some popcorn, Kamya's face turned into a bratayed face as she looked at Sohil before saying,
"Mujhe dene me tere hath sil jate hain aur tu yaha Adhya ko bhaar bhaar ke popcorn de raha hai."

Rachit put his hands on Kamya's shoulder from her behind tilting her a bit so she could could face him. He smiled before saying,
"Sohil ko pta hai ki agar woh tumhe aapne popcorn dega toh beechare ke pass kuch nhi bachega."

"TUm mujhe bukkhad keh rhe ho?" Kamya asked raising her brows.

"Tumhne kaha mene nhi. TOh tum manti ho ki tum bhukkhad ho." Rachit spoke, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Rachit ke bacche." Kamya spoke before stomping on his foot. Rachit managed to give her a fake smile.

"Aab jaha se isse pehle tumhari ma'am tumhe aur Ishaan ko lene yaha aa jae aur hamari waat lagae. Chalo niklo." Sohil spoke. The irony here, he is the one making this point when he's the one to get under the teacher's skin.

Rachit raised his brows at him but spoke nothing, instead he looked at Ishaan. Ishaan raised his hands, surrending himself. 

"Sorry gotta go, you know when the monkey makes a point you gotta follow." Ishaan spoke to me before standing up from the bench.

"By the way nice hair clip." He spoke, pointing his hair signalling the place here I secured the clip on my hair.

I was too stunned to speak. I get this is much drama in span of two years that i have gotten in the past 20 minutes.

Ishaan was still looking at me, I felt too overwhlemed, too weak to hold his gaze, as I quickly looked away, averting my eyes to look out of the window. The pigeons dance suddenly got so interesting.

But I could still feel it. His friends must be looking at him with confusion, like he's a big idiot. But I still can see his reflection from the window, he's still looking at me with a gaze no one ever looked me with.

Pleas god, save me.

"Please." I spoke in a low voice not knowing if he heard me or not, whether I was loud enough for him to hear me.

It seems like he didn't cause he still didn't avert his gaze from me. My breathe hitched. This is too much for me. I never felt so much pressured. His gaze made me conscious. Am I looking funny?

I liked my silence, me being alone. No one to talk with or listen to. I was alone and I loved it, no social pressure. But why is he creeping into my silence? And that too after ten years? Why now?

It's too much for me.

I looked back at him, tried to but couldn't. I am not that strong. Instead I looked at Sohil, with pleading eyes, to make a distraction like he always do.

Please.

He was first stunned to speak then he gradually nodded, as if he understood but I was asking for, pleading for.

Sohil opened his mouth to say something, but soon closed it. Nothing must be coming in his brain to help me, to get me out of this situation. He opened his mouth again, to try to speak something but before he could the teacher barged in, furious.

"What on earth happened here?"

The teacher is not looking very happy. Her brows jointed, her eyes red and I know why. Cause I can see Nina beside her.

She must have went to the teacher to complain. She has a stupid smirk on her face.

That bitch.

"Ishaan? Rachit? What are you two doing here? Bunking your classes?" The teacher asked, Manpreet Ma'am, the physics teacher.

Ishaan quickly looked at the teacher, tearing his gaze from me. And I finally let the breathe out I had been holding from the past few minutes. Gosh, I made a work record.

Rachit shook his head laughed a little. I looked at him like he is insane, but he is class topper, clearly teacher's favorite, "No ma'am, why would we come to a different class just to bunk our class? Ma'am sent Ishaan to bring chalks, and I came here to lent Kamya the notes she asked me for."

Kamya glared at this, clearly not pleased. But Rachit caught her gaze and winked. 

"Okay okay now leave you two, I have the whole class to deal with and especially Sohil." Manpreet ma'am spoke as she quickly dismissed the two, both of them left quickly after giving sheepish smile.

"Now, everyone pack your bags and stand up. You people are getting too out of control. The new seating arrangement will teach you."

Everything is fine, I don't mind. I will keep my business, not that I have too many friends or any friends.

Everything is fine until I am paired with Kamya. I am good. I am fine.

"Kamya, pick your bag and sit next to Gauri."

Damn. The floor disappeared for me and I fell down.