Third Person's POV

"Sakshi, my child, go and wake up Janu. She has a to go to her college early today and she had asked me to wake her up early." The faint sound of Ekta Verma could be heard in the Verma house.

The rain was pouring heavily and the beautiful fragnance of wet sand could be smelled in the whole house. The leaves of trees were moving against each due to the heavy wind. 

In one of the tallest apartments of Mumbai, the Verma's got two 3 BHK flats. They broke the center and common wall of the flats and re-designed it, making it bigger and more beautiful. 

Working as a bank manager since 30 years, Nilesh Verma, the head of the Verma Household earned pretty good amount. His wife, Ekta Verma was a housewife, dedicating her whole life to her kids, husband and family since her wedding. And then came the three musketeers of the house, Sakshi Verma, Soumya Verma and Jhanvi Verma. 

The couple's first born, Sakshi was quite a topper in her studies. Being married since 3 years, she is a professor in the Mithibai college and going to be a mother in a few months. The next one, Soumya, is what we call fearless. Being totally opposite of her elder sister, she is someone the freshers of the college fear to face. Training as a flute artist, she is known for her regular complains and bullies. But she cares less. 

And then comes the last one, Jhanvi. The youngest and the bubbliest one of all, she is the same girl whose examples parents give to their kids. But not everytime what we see is correct, isn't it? Having a straight-forward mindset and everytime running mouth, she won't spare anyone who messes with her. With a lean body and 5'5" of height, she is still the soul of the house. Her parent's love her a little more, the absolute advantage of being the youngest and she is like a own kid to her Sakshi Di. 

But the same doesn't applies for Soumya. Having three difference between the two girls, they are known to be 'the enemies' of the house. Constant teasings and fights were really normal between them and now that they share a room together because Sakshi is home due to her maternity leave, it has increased. 

Sakshi who is in her 8th month of pregnancy, got up from the dining table where she was peeling green peas for the panner matar curry, Soumya demanded to eat, and took slow steps to the girl's room. 

As soon as she opened the door, a sigh left from her mouth. Both the sisters had a frown in their faces even in sleep while tugging the hands, legs and ears of their tiny 20 month old female bullmastiff, Bernie Verma. 

She cutely laid in middle of the bed, her face resting on the pillow while the sisters tugged him to cuddle with him. As soon as Bernie saw Sakshi, she got up from the bed, jumped from the bed and ran to her. 

Sakshi crouched down a little, as much as she can do with a 8 month pregnant belly and petted him as she licked her swollen belly, as if loving her future baby. 

As soon as she looked up again, a chuckle left from her mouth as she looked at the pair who always fight being sober, were now cuddled against each other. Not to miss the point that both of them love and live for cuddles. 

However the laughter died down soon as she saw the starting of another war in her house. Jhanvi's hand flied down straight to Soumya's face, hitting her, leaving a perfect mark of her whole five fingers. 

Sakshi's hand flew to her mouth and Bernie ran away from the upcoming volcano. Soumya's eyes flung open, red from lack of sleep. She looked at her sister's hand on her face and swatted it away. 

"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." She shouted as loud as she could, a little more than what she did yesterday. 

"Urgh." Jhanvi grunted, not really caring about the loud call as she stuffed her face in her pillow and soon snores could be heard too. 

But the next thing she knew was, a kick landing in her thighs and she rolling down of the bed and falling straight in the marble floor. 

"WHAT THE FREAK!?" She exclaimed as she face was still morphing the shock. 

As she looked up, she saw the clock and immediately sprinted to her mother. Throwing a stink eye to her sister who was glaring at her, while rubbing her cheeks, she got out of the room. On the way she met Bernie who rubbed her fur in Jhanvi's legs and let out a cute sound making her awe. 

Popping a piece of raw peas on her mouth, she went to the kitchen and hugged her for which she placed a kiss in her forehead. Coming back to the hall, she sat on the sofa with a thud. 

Bernie quickly approached her and jumped to her lap and stuffed her face in her stomach who caressed her head affectionately. 

"Good morning papa." Jhanvi shouted to her father, who, she knows, might be in the mandir of their house. 

As she placed her head on her sister's shoulder who just came and sat beside her, Jhanvi saw Soumya coming out from the corner of her eyes. She looked away, pretending to pet Bernie when she pinned her with a glare. 

Suddenly loud bangs could be heard from the main door of the house as all the four women turned and looked at the door, almost confirmed who it might be. 

Soumya who was standing near the door, opened the door with a bored look revealing Jhanvi's bestie and the Verma's neighbour, Ashna Desai. She has her makeup blender in one hand and a bowl in another. There were curling rollers holding up her hair and then there were dots of foundation, contour and blush all through her face. 

A chuckle left from Sakshi's mouth as she looked at her face. Throwing a poker look to her, Ashna straight away stormed inside. 

"BC why did you block me?" She asked keeping the bowl in the kitchen counters as she placed her hands on her waist trying to look intimidating. 

"You literally sent me more than 100 make up tutorials." Jhanvi replied as she narrowed her eyes at her best friend. 

These two met when they were in their last year of school. Surprisingly Ashna had joined her school the same year. They first met when Ashna was taking out chits from her socks in the bathroom during their exams. When Jhanvi suddenly barged in she thought she would complain but instead she joined her and they both cheated together. 

If that was not it, the same week they found out that they live in the same apartment and then started their un-breakable friendship. It's nearly 7 years and they are still the same. That also explains how free and comfortable they are in each other's houses. 

"Aunty you heard what she said? Can't I send a few videos to my bestfriend? You tell me." She asked Mrs. Verma who was now garnishing her curry. 

"What are you making aunty? C'mon gimme. I'll do a taste test." Without waiting for her to say or do anything, she sprinted off to the kitchen and lanced at the curry. 

"How is it?" Ekta asked as she took a spoon and tasted the gravy. 

"Umm," She moaned slightly, and spoke again, "Yum yum." 

"Didn't you tell me, you won't eat non-veg on Mondays?" Jhanvi asked her as she now entered the kitchen having a face mask on, spotting her bestie with a plate full of the curry and naan. 

"Since when did paneer turn non-veg?" Ashna retorted back in muffled voice due to her stuffed mouth. 

"Paneer?" Jhanvi raised her brows. 

Soon realization came flooding and she looked at her mother with a broken look. 

"Ma? You really did that? Why?" She asked her mother with dramatic teary eyes while Sakshi started recording the scene which will go and join the other videos of her sisters in the file of her phone named 'Changu Mangu'. 

Jhanvi asked her mother to make Chicken butter masala and Soumya asked for Panner at the same time. It was again a time for competitions as both of them wanted it together and it was her mother's decision on what to make. 

A surprising girly and dramatic gasp left from Soumya's mouth who was standing behind the counters of the modular kitchen and came in. 

"Oh my god, Ma. Thankyou so much. I know you don't say that but I know that you love me more." She said hugging her mother as a permanent pout rested on Jhanvi's face. And Ashna, well she was too busy eating. 

"We have to go to your bua's today, that's why I made this so that we could finish this in breakfast itself. We can't throw this. Stop this melodrama and go get ready." Her mother said in a no-more-talks tone. 

"I have work Ma-" Soumya was going to make another excuse to not go to the family get-together but her mother's glare shut her up. 

"I have kept your outfit along with your accessories in your wardrobes. Go and wear those and get ready within 2 hours. You will drop Janu and Ashna in her college and then come." She said as her 26 year old grunted looking down. 

"Why isn't she going?" Soumya asked referring to Jhanvi who smirked hearing that. 

"Cause I have a prom." She flaunted earning a stink eye from her sister. 

Before anyone else could say anything Ekta said, "Girls get back to work. I need you all ready within 2 hours. I will send the breakfast to your rooms." 

"And Ashna, you too stay." She added making the later nod happily. 

Not that she was going to leave those paneer butter masala and going to her house. 

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"Damn I am so excited." Ashna giggled as she brushed some compact on her face. 

They were now in their Kia to the Mithibai college, to their prom. It was honestly just a graduation party but the students requested to make it a proper prom and surprisingly the board members agreed. 

"Yup me too. By the way, di you are looking really beautiful huh." Jhanvi agreed as she teached her elder sister who threw her a glare from the rear glass. 

She was dressed in yellow anarkali dress with net bottom and heavy border. She also had light teal colored leggings and net duppata with the same borders on. Pairing it with light makeup, which was forced by their mother, open hair which was temporarily straightened and some chandbali earrings, she looked very different from her regular self. And definitely more beautiful. Usually her hair would be in a bun and there would be kohl eyes and no makeup, making her look her usual street type look, but now she is really looking amazing. 

Jhanvi was dressed in silver, shimmery dress which had a low neck and deep back. It hugged her body perfectly, emphasising her waist more. There was a slit near her thighs making her look more hotter and sexier, exactly how she wanted. Her hair which was temporarily colored brown which she did only for the party were open and curled towards the end with a few strands falling on her face. 

Her face which usually only had moisturizer and lip balm, now had a proper make up. The highlighters did the perfect job making her cheek bones shinny and the contour did the best task making her face look perfect, even though they were beautiful before too. There was shinny eyeshadow matching her dress which illuminated her pupils and she looked really good, much better than she expected. 

While Ashna was cladded in a sky blue, halter neck full length dress with pearls on the lower half and matching makeup on. 

As soon as the huge campus of Mithibai came in their views, their car slowed down due to the increasing number of students strolling there. 

As people ignored their honks, it irked the Verma sisters to another level. Ignorance is not their cup of tea. With a come-in--front-of-me-and-I-will-kill-you face, Soumya honks more, and even louder, but the new couples didn't really care. 

Taking her face out of the window, Soumya shouted not really surprising anyone, "Hey you creepy lads, get out of my way. This isn't your grandpa's owned garden where you are strolling like your own. I'll count till 2 and everyone should be out." 

Almost all the students knew Soumya Verma's anger and they don't want to be a victim of that. So within nearly 5 seconds the way cleared as some whispers could be heard of students thinkin about complaining about her, but no one dared till date. 

As soon as the car got in front of the huge gates with decorative balloons and ribbons with a huge 'Prom 2021' written over it, both the girls got out of the it gracefully, trying to do the act to its best. 

"Girls don't roam around, don't eat anything you are allergic to, don't talk to bad guys, and be home soon. Enjoy!" 

Soumya held her phone in her hand as her mother's voice came out from the recording. This is something Ekta always said to her daughters and even to Ashna, so the most intelligent girls decided to record it. They even got some slaps for this. 

Taking off the the long and comfy shrug which she has borrowed, cut the crap, stole from Soumya, it revealed her upper half. 

Due to the design of the dress, she couldn't wear a bra, thus having just a pair of nipple covers on. The long v-neck of the dress was showing off her tanned skin, making her look glamourous. 

Loud gasps were heard as soon as she revealed her whole outfit, two of those were of her sister and bestie. 

Soumya quickly took out her phone, eager to click as many snaps as she could. 

"I will send these pictures in the family whatsapp group. And gimme my shrug back, you thief." She threatened her. 

"Bye dii. Miss us, and I'll give this shrug when I get back. Doodles." Biding bye to her sister, the girls moved closer and got inside the campus. 

The whole place was hustling with students and teachers, many food stalls and photo booths scattered here and there. There were people in long dresses and tux, moving around with their date or friends. 

The soft, after-rain wind was blowing and the smell of wet sand was still lingering in the air. The grass was still a bit wet and people chatting and getting together was on display. 

The main prom was getting over and the prom queen and prom king were announced, and now it time for the after prom, for which everyone is excited, the main party. 

Ashna went to catch up with their non-common friends as Jhanvi took a glance at the ground, inpatient to catch a glimpse of a certain someone. 

She took a step ahead, her heels stepping on her dress and she tripped fearing to fall, when a familiar cologne reached her nostrils and a certain warm and huge hands got on her waist. 

Taking a deep breathe, she looked up, her eyes locking in the certain hazel, monolid eyes. Her lips parted as she looked at his incredibly sexy face. Her chest was rising and falling, catching his attention, as she whispered the most favorite word of her. 

"Sir." 

*****

HEY GUYS! HOW YOU ALL ARE DOING? 

Honestly I am too sad, stressed, and unhappy due to many reasons, one of them being my soul bitch's absence in my daily life. 

I really miss Myra, no matter what. We used to sleep after talking for hours and wake to each other's good morning messages which doesn't happen now. But I am really glad she took this step because it is for our good. 

But I miss her yaar. 

Look guys, these chapters are not gonna be edited or proofread because Myra was the one doing it. And you may also get late updates cause she was also the one to theaten me to write. 

I promise I'll do my best guys. 

As you guys have seen in the prelude, this book is dedicated to my other bestie Dash4120 and I really hope she'll start writing soon too. 

And also a great thanks to @starunicorn23 for helping me out with the plot and bearing my craziness lol. 

This time I tried something new and lemme give you a warning, this will be past paced and will have family dramas. 

Anyone not comfortable with huge age gaps are requested to tried it once and if not then leave because as I said, criticism is appreciated but to a certain level. 

And to all my dearest readers, do leave your opinions on the pair of sisters. They are entertainers lmao. 

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Love, 
Niya