Karthik's P.O.V:

"They stole her song! How can you expect someone to not be angry on that?" Prerna argued in defence of Rosie who hasn't come to music class for two days and that's blowing up Mr Raney.

"There is no evidence for that", He muttered and looked around the classroom.

"But we all know she did. If you aren't gonna punish Pari then at least forgo Rosie's detention. The poor girl loves singing", She tried to convince him, he sighed and whispered something in her ear that made her hang her head in disappointment.

"What did he say?" I asked her as she sat on the desk.

"Well if we want to convince him to decrease her punishment, she needs to come and ask for herself. We can't bail her out of this... easily", She said while picking up the drum sticks and adjusting the drum on the stand.

"Have you tried African drum style?" I asked her and then we started experimenting with different cultures that inspired us.

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I ringed on her phone but it went to voicemail each time I did. Why did she switch off her cell phone? It frustrated me when people confused me. And waiting for someone mostly angered me. Yeah, I am a thriller.

"Karry what are you doing out here?", A voice startled me enough to drop my phone. I guess I am drama too. Shreya picked it up and narrowed her eyes.

"Were you stalking on someone?" She enquired placing her hand on her waist, her posture intimidating me.

"No... I was here for this phone", I said showing it to her.

"Phone?" She asked making a face.

"Yeah, do you wanna buy it? You know what you can keep it. I will survive with my iPod. Alright then, I will sing out... I mean swing out" I timidly backed out of the garden before she could stop me. But I wasn't fast enough.

"Wait. Are you looking for Rosie?" She asked suddenly, her eyes curious.

"Yes, I am. I don't why I made up such a stupid excuse just now. Jesus shall strike me", I said bowing to her.

"For one, you aren't a Christian and that curtsy suited you a lot. Man, you did it better than a woman. Good job" She said patting me on my shoulders.

"Thank you? But wait, wasn't that sexist? I don't know you make the rules now. We are just poor boys. We get slapped 22 times but still have to apologize", I whispered my grouchy mood coming out. Women think that they are the only ones who wish to be a man. But my whole life I craved for my father to be protective of me like he was for my sisters, since I was a man I always had to act strong and beat up the bullies. Then act like it was normal.

"Are you drunk? Who slapped you?", Shreya asked inspecting my face for a palm print.

"I didn't mean that..." I quickly answered to get her over with the inspection.

"Anyway for your information, there are more than 90 girls in this hostel, not 22. And they won't be satisfied by just one slap so for your safety stay out", She ordered. This woman is bold, I would give her that. Maybe that's the reason for Siddharth and her breakup. Or maybe not as Sid doesn't need a reason to break up.

"Alright, I bid farewell. I hope you have your beauty sleep and I am going to claim mine", I said before running away as her face broke away into a twisted smile. Damn at this point, even I doubt my undrunkablity if... that's even a word. Gracias did I just made up a word. Shit, I meant Gracious.

How can someone speak typo!!!

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Rosie's P.O.V:

"Ronnie, don't you hate me?" I asked him as we lay on the bed at 6 am awake, but too lazy to get out of bed.

"Why would I hate you, Rosie?" He raised a question innocently blinking his eyes at me. I sighed and raised my body to look at his face that shone with curiosity and intelligence at the same time.

"I left you alone with those monsters...", I trailed off my head bowing in guilt.

"You were really bad to me, Rosie. You know what's your problem, it's that you make everything about yourself. You and your ego. Rosie, you are a loser. Everyone hates you. You should just die", I looked at him in shock.

He gave me an extremely creepy smile and pushed me off the bed. I screamed and started falling. But I never hit the ground? My screaming stopped as I discovered that my back hasn't yet collided with the earth.

Why was there a distance of three floors between the ground and my bed?

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Alright, this was chapter 19. Ssss hope you all love isssss!
*fake snake language*

I wanted to address an issue today. We all know the Uber driver case and the zomato case. As a person who turned from a chauvinistic mindset to believe in equal rights,  I know how movies confuse you sometimes about how to fight for your rights. Fighting for your basic right doesn't mean fighting, it means proving others wrong by believing in yourself. At the end of the day, you are your worst enemy, not men, government, school or your family.

So spread peace and equality, QUEENS and KINGS❤

I LOVE YOU ALL😻