3 3. Finding the owner

The next day i rushed to class to check on the owner of the bag. He still haven't reached and i was thinking what if he changes his bag. I would not even be able to know the guy because i never saw his face. I have to recognise him with the bag and that was more tough. I was impatiently checking on every guy who came to our class and atlast i saw the bag. Still i was not convinced to look at the person and seriously i don't know why. I wanted to know whether the bag was original or a duplicate which we get in every shop. I wanted to touch the bag and find that out but that was too cheap.

At break i took all my strength and tried to lift my head and look at the guy. I lifted up my head so fast so that i could get a glimpse of him but unluckly he was turning the other way around and was talking to his friend. I was like 'why do you have to turn that side now?'. I understood that he was a guy with normal height and was really lean and a bit dark shaded. I like guys with that skin tone rather than white people. I told Zara that i wanted to meet that guy or wanna know about the bag.

"You kidding me?"- Zara exclaimed.

"No, no. Why would I?"- I grinned.

" Look at him and go talk if you want."- she sounded lamely.

"But i am worried about what he will think"- I said and went off.

Deep inside i had a feeling that i should try to look at him atleast. The guy who has my favourite brand bag can be like me at some steps. He can be a good friend. I had a lot of unwanted datas and other thoughts in my mind which held me from leaving the thought. That day afternoon during our lunch break, i tried to go near the bag and see whether it's original but then suddenly i felt the guy is coming and turned back and got back to my place. When i turned my head up,i saw him take something from the bag and i was breathing heavily that i wasn't

caught taking his bag. I told another of my friend who was my neighbour and who accompanied me home about the incident with the sir and about the guy.

The next day evening, i and Aria was at our stop waiting for bus and i suddenly saw that guy coming towards us. I got so paniked and i was going out of breathe but i tried to stay statue. I told Aria that, this was the guy and that's the bag and she looked at me surprisngly.

"Are you sure?"- Aria asked lamely.

"Yea! I do recognise"- I said curiously.

"He always stand with us at busstop right."

"WHAT!!! I never noticed that."- I shouted in surprise.

The trouble had only started and i didn't even have a clue about the stuffs that was already planned for me. I got freezed to death when the next thing happened and that gave Aria a chance to tease me.