“Not important”

I entered my class and was greeted by my home room teacher who was having a question mark on his face after he saw me.

He asked my intro with a very polite way, I don't remember what emotions I was holding at that time but I can say I never felt nerves for anything, so I just replied with a little smile on my face.

"Good morning sir, my name is Prakriti."

He asked me further questions like from where I came, some little information about my family and so on.

After the small inquiry section with my teacher, there was some funny moment in the class and most importantly it was because of me, I didn't know how my sassy ass just came out and I replied in savage manner to my teacher and everyone started laughing. Well won't lie but I didn't wanted to sound rude and most importantly I didn't mean it. After that I started getting some ideas that how my new classmates are. What I thought about them was not wrong; most people were actually the gossiping one's.

Then I started to find a perfect desk,

I saw an empty desk which was in the fourth row, it was close to the wall, and it was the safe spot because if the teacher would enter while the class is shouting this desk will be the last desk that he will notice.

Teacher was going to start the lesson, so now it was time for me to get my study material out of my bag, as soon as I took out my pouch which contain all the writing material, I heard a person's voice asking me

"Is it handmade?"

I gave him a question look, because I didn't understood what he is asking me about and then he again repeated his question but this time making it clearer.

"I want to ask, is your bag handmade?"

Then I got that, he was confused because my bag and my pouch were same, actually they were the matching one. I replied with a straight 'no' and settled myself on my seat, at that time I felt like it was not so important conversation, but I remember it because that was my first conversation in the class and also was not so much interested in that conversation neither in that person, I was not even bothered by his presence, so I didn't wanted it to be long. But didn't expected that one day I would be carving for endless talk with him, only his presence was going to make me feel safe at some point where I never thought.

TO BE CONTINUED