Chapter 3

The day rolled on but I still couldn't kick the thought out of my mind that Rajveer wanted me to get suspended! Oh, not only that, but he also wanted to embarrass me in front of the entire class, as a cherry on the top. Urgh! I'm so tired of that boy.

My mood instantly changed and my face lit up like a Christmas tree as I realised that it's time for English Class.

I opened my English textbook and started reading, 'Fritz' by Satyajit Ray. Today we are gonna do Prose and I really want to complete it before ma'am even starts the chapter.

Don't look at me like that! It's fun!

I was in the middle of the chapter when someone tapped my shoulder. I sighed, irritated. You can disturb me all you want, but not when I'm in the middle of a chapter.

I turned around, only to find Ranveer, standing there with a goofy smile. This guy is so cute, especially with his dimples and slightly curly hairs.

'You are indirectly saying that Rajveer is cute. Remember, they are twins!' My mind said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes mentally at my mind, Woah, ironic.

"The day I will admit Rajveer is cute, is the day I will be on my way to heaven", I thought....or so I thought.

"Umm, I am Ranveer, if you didn't notice and I didn't ask you if you find my brother cute or not. I just asked if I can sit beside you for the period. If you don't mind." He said with amusement and nervousness mixed in his eyes.

"Go ahead", I said as I went back to my story. He silently sat beside me.

My eyes went wide and my cheeks went red with embarrassment. God! Now you get it? I have this weird thing in my mind, where I think that I thought something but in reality, I say that out loud. Gosh! I'm so confusing.

" So, you're reading 'Fritz'?" He asked. Okay, so he's trying to make a conversation with the nerd. That's new, but who am I to judge.

"Yeah, wanted to complete it before ma'am starts the chapter—", my words were cut off as he said, " yeah, I know, it feels amazing. Like you already know what happens next when the entire class dreads in suspense".

"Finally! Finally, someone understands me!" I cried out in joy, sniffing and wiping away my imaginary tears.

Yeah, yeah, go on call me dramatic.

"Aw! Baby, don't cry. I understand you. People don't get my words either", he said and I froze for a second. Did he really just call me 'baby'? But after seeing the playful expression on his face, I realised that he's just messing with me.

I mentally rolled my eyes again. Damn these Dasgupta brothers.

But honestly, I liked his cheerfulness and excitement. So I decided to play along.

" I know babes. I so do." I smiled at him.

He opened his mouth to say something but got interrupted by the shrilling voice of our English teacher.

Ok, time for the big revelation. I love English class, I really do, but in all honesty, I hate our English teacher. She is such an insufferable creature. She behaves like I don't even exist and guess what I do in return? I behave like she doesn't exist.

I know, I have a great sense of humour! No need to shower me with your compliments.

We stood up and wished her good morning, which she ignored and didn't even reply back. The class began and I engrossed myself in the story, reading the critical remarks and the plot. But it was getting harder and harder to concentrate. Any guesses why?

You've three chances.

No?

Okay, I will tell you why.

That's because of the constant gaze of The Great Ranveer Dasgupta.

"What do you want?" I asked without looking at him.

No answer.

"If you need anything, just take it!" I said

No answer.

Finally, with a sigh, I turned towards him. And there he was looking at me with his signature goofy smile. His twinkling eyes and adorable face somehow made me smile.

"You look beautiful when you smile. Do that more often." He said. I playfully rolled my eyes at him and replied, "corny and old school".

" Do you feel the same way?" He asked

"About?"

"Our evil English bitchy teacher!" He replied

I almost laughed at his words, but somehow managed to cover it up with a cough.

"What do you feel about her?" I asked

"That she's bitchy! Duh! Her voice is so ew, I don't have words to describe. It can scare off wolves. And did you notice her all-time scrutinising eyes? She's like a human scanner. Scanning us from head to toe. I don't get it! How did she even manage to get married? That man is so unlucky. I pity him sometimes." He said and this time I couldn't control my laughter.

"Samaira and Ranveer, may I know what's so funny over there?" Mrs Kohli asked

"No, you don't, bitch." I mumbled,

"Your face bitch", he mumbled.

Wait for a second, did we just mumble at the same time?

Yes! We did!

We looked at each other and grinned like idiots.

"Nothing ma'am. We were just discussing how could a doll, Mr Fritz, have a skeleton. That's it." I replied.

"Very well", she said and went on teaching the class. While Ranveer and I were shaking with silent laughter.

"Did you ever saw her Instagram and Facebook account?". He asked, to which I just shook my head.

" What! You are missing out some serious entertainment!" He exclaimed.

"Okay... I guess I will check it out tonight." I said

"You must! By the way, I'm planning a prank. You wanna be my partner?" He asked

"Yes!" I exclaimed. Excited to be the one to play the prank rather than being the victim.

He smirked and replied, "then we have some work to do".

We continued our little chit chat until the bell rang, signalling the end of the class.

"Hey, you wanna go to the library?" I asked

"That would be great. Sure." He replied

"Friends?" I asked

"After everything we shared? You want us to be just friends! Ouch! That hurts babes!" He replied.

And you say I am dramatic. I playfully rolled my eyes.

"We are best friends! And what was that eye roll for?" He asked

"For being a dramatic dumbass" I replied with a smile. He gasped dramatically at my words and said, "It hurts baby! Here!"

"Where?" I replied with big innocent eyes.

"Here", he mumbled and pointed at his heart. I faked the cutest innocent face and said, "let me check", I put my hand on his heart and said, "curesitio!"

I passed him a smile and said, "now, how are you feeling?"

He gave me a blank look and then started laughing hysterically. I blushed a bit and looked towards the floor.

"Oh God! Did you just make up a spell? That was..." And he went back to laughing.

I gave him a playful glare. He tried to stop his laughter. The keyword 'tried'.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. But gosh, where we're you all my life!" He said

"In the same school, you read in from the very childhood," I replied

"Point," he said. And we were off to the library.

By the end of the day, Ranveer and I were laughing like some age-old best friends. But all my happiness came to a dead-end when my eyes met Rajveer's. His ice-cold glare gave me shivers all through my body. My mind froze for a moment.

"Feeling cosy with my little brother, princess?" He whispered in my ear. I took a step back and gasped. I was so lost in my own world that I didn't even realise when he came over to me.

I scoffed at him and walked away. Leaving him behind. God, this guy. What is he planning to do next!

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Hey everyone, sorry for the late update but I hope that you liked this chapter. Do vote if you enjoyed reading it.

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Wait for the next chapter. I will post it next week (maybe). Till then stay safe and blessed.

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