8 First day and trouble
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Chapter 7
First day and trouble
A gentle breeze was blowing. Aman was walking towards his school. It was the first day of his new school after the long break. His brother had already left the city for his college. A chill soothing breeze past his face.
The weather was just the opposite of his mood. He was feeling very sluggish and sleepy. He had not gotten a proper sleep from two days straight. He was working on his gift given by his brother. The pen was very nefarious. It had a hidden camera and a hidden microphone. He found that his pen was constantly recording and sending footage at an interval of one hour. He got scared, his brother was keeping an eye on him. He dismantles the pen and remolded it. Now it was just a usual spy pen, with a very good design.
He reached the school and enters his class. He looks around the class and his eyes got moved to the back of the class. He views a seat beside the windows. A pleasant breeze was blowing over it and warm lights of the sun were blessing it. A perfect place to fall asleep. He moved fast and sat there. He was enjoying the green scenery outside.
After some time a beauty arrived and sit beside him. He turned and stare at her. When he looked in her eyes then he kept looking at it. Greyish with slight blue in it. It was quite a rare colour, he thought she was using contacts but she was not. After staring for a minute he replied with a cheeky smile, "Hey, long time no see, how are you doing? How come we are in the same school?"
The girl staggers a bit but replied, " Good, Aman you have done a deed. 100% in the exam. How you did it? Why can't I apply to this school huh?"
" Ahem, just a little bit of luck and lots of hard work, I guess. Well you definitely can, sorry about that." He told stroking his back of the head. " Anamika how much you get."
" In front of you it is very little."
" It's ok if you don't want to tell. Well why are you sitting at last row."
A slight frown is seen on her face, " Do you have a problem, then I can change. I just feel like to sit at back." Hiding her feelings inside her she speaks.
" Ahh I have no problem. Well I have always seen you sitting at the front so I asked."
Then the bell rang.
A beauty entered the class. Black hair, big boobs, S curve, and a great ass. A top-class beauty.
" Hello class, I am your homeroom teacher. I will be teaching you English. Many of you have come from different schools while some of you were from the same school. Anyway good morning to all of you. Well who is Aman Kumar."
Aman stands, he thought he was done for. Inside he thought 'she hasn't forgotten about it yet. He was scared as he had grabbed her buns when he was running from the invigilator. She still hasn't forgotten about that event.' "Good morning mam, it's me."
When the teacher saw him she was surprised, a red blush was on her face, she remembered the incident when he had touched her buns and run away. No man has ever touched and he squeezed her peak. She hid her embarrassment and spoke, " Aman the principal has called you during lunch. Congratulations on your wonderful performance in Board."
Aman sat and relaxes. A wave sigh released by him.
" Ahh she didn't think to bother about last time incident. What a relief."
During the lunch break, Aman visited the principal's office. He knocked on the door as a form of courtesy.
" Come young lad, you have really surprised me. Perfect score, good."
A middle-aged man with a slightly serious look on his face said to Aman.
Aman goes and sits on the chair.
" Good morning sir"
" Aman, ah I still remember what you said back then, nice confidence you had. Have you decided what you want to become."
" Nope, I have still not considered about it."
" Oh well I call you for an important matter. Our school is participating in inter-school supremacy competition. I want you to represent our school. It is one month from now. Teacher Zetian will be in charge, your homeroom teacher."
Hearing this sweat came over Aman's face.
" Ahh sorry sir, Can you repeat it again?"
Hearing this an amusing look came over his face.
"Oh do you have a problem with your homeroom teacher?"
Hearing this another wave of sweat came over his face.
" No Sir I didn't mean that. I mean I can't take part in that competition.
It will be a lot of trouble for me and I want to enjoy my life."
Hearing this another astonishment was seen over his face.
"Oh you can't! Others die for this opportunity and you are denying it straight over my face."
"Sorry sir, but I don't want to face another wave of trouble. It will require lots of effort and time. But I just want to relax. Plus I had no gain from it apart from medal and certificate which has no value. "
Hearing this an amusing smile came over the man's face which sends chill all over Aman's body. He was feeling really inauspicious.
"Ohh! then I had to punish you for what you had done to the invigilator."
Hearing this Aman gulped. He thought inside 'what a wicked fellow!'
" Sir I was just joking. How can I miss the chance to represent the school? I am ready." He said this with the fake smile over his face.
A slight smile form on the principal face. He had known the way to handle this fellow.
" Good, you can go now and contact Zetian for full detail."
