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"Farhan, I will give you your favourite tee shirt, okay?" asked Eby.

"Haha."

"Then, how about a new tee shirt?"

"Damn! Why the hell are you forcing me to sing?"

As usual, they were playing cards forming a circle. But their real intention was to make up his mind to sing.

"This is our last year. So, you should sing."

"You look at our Aju." Farhan said pointing at Aju.

"For what? I'm not in love with him." Eby blurted out.

"Ask him to sing. You know what, he will rock."

"Who? Aju?" Nihal asked surprisingly.

"Prrrrrr" Eby mocked.

"Aju, you will sing right?" Farhan turned to see him. But he was not looking them but burrying his head dowm.

"I'm asking you damn."

No Reply.

Ishaan interupted, "Hey! why are you so silent? What happened?"

"Aju,your monkey face seems so sad." Farhan chuckled observing his face.

"Arey say something." Eby said patting him.

With that, Aju started to sob. Then he bursted out to a loud cry.

"Aju, we won't make fun of your song again. It was our bigggg mistake. Stop crying dude." Eby said with a fake concern.

"Yaar, stop your drama." Ishaan sighed.

"Cry baby." Farhan went on with his mocking. "Someone please feed him."

"Shut up you guys. Why you are making fun of my Aju? Babe, just tell me." Eby turned to him with the non existing emotion.

Aju placed a palm on his face going on with sobbing.

"She... she..." He started.

"She? Oh My God! Which she?" Farhan stood up impatiently.

"I went for shopping with that Sarah. I knew that she called me only for getting discounts at my friend's shop."

"Ohh god! Then?" Farhan was becoming restless.

"When she finished her shopping, I asked her to go for a movie. But she was not ready. So I forced her, like, pulling her hand.. then..."

"THEN....!!??"

"At the next second, her phone fell down and broke.. and.. for that, she slapped me twice. It's paining, oww!" Aju completed in between his hiccups.

Adding fuel to the fire, everyone let out a loud laugh soon after he finished the line.

"Buhahaha! You deserve it." Commented Farhan.

"Who is that bloody one? I want to see her." asked Ishaan who found no reason to laugh with those idiots.

"Ishaan, just leave her. He should get this." Said Nihal without being able to control his laughter.

"I ain't sad for her slap but for the insult she did. Everyone there was looking at me shamefully."

" Shame. shame." Farhan added.

"A phone is not valuable than me, right?" Aju pouted.

"Which brand?" asked Eby with much seriousness.

"Shut up!"

Ishaan's mind was over something else. Something very serious.

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Next morning,

Amaaya and Rinu were getting into their classes, ofcourse gossiping about someone.

"Yeah she was dismissed from the college. It's all because of her close friend. Such a cheater." Said Rinu.

"Infact, I'm trying hard to dismiss you like that." Amaaya grinned.

"Then I will take you too." They giggled for god knows what before settling in their seats.

"Where is our alien?" Amaaya checked out the whole class.

"She told me that she would be late today."

Out of a sudden, some familiar faces entered their classroom.

Eby, Aju, Nihal and some other guys.

Both guessed the matter they were there. As it was election season, their guess was right.

Once Eby came to see Farhan peeking through the window,  "Aju, go and fetch that idiot." Ordered him.

Aju dragged him to the class just to increase heads as demanded by Eby.

Farhan entered in with a warm smile "Hey girls."

"Farhan, please." Eby begged.

"Riya, you look great today!" Amaaya threw a warning glare for which he winked back.

"A warm goodmorning to all my dear friends." Started Eby.

Searching someone from the class, Farhan pointed, "Thank god! Anjali is not here."

"Yeah. Or else he would get distracted." Aju agreed.

Hearing it with his high audacity power, Eby passed a murderous glare indicating to shut up. Then he went on with boosting his own party.

Standing behind him, Farhan mirrored his actions making weird faces, "Blah blah blah."

Ofcourse it earned slight laughs from girl's side.

At the next second, someone came at the doorway. Eby turned only to see Anjali who was leaning over there.

She looked so fresh. Very beautiful.

"Eby, tell her to come in." Aju teased him.

At the time when Anjali was upto enter the class, "Please don't disturb!" Stopped Eby.

Farhan added, "Yeah. This is not a market or something to come at any time."

"But markets used to get closed at nights." Amaaya interrupted with her little knowledge about markets.

"Stupid, I didn't ask you!"

"Ohh boy! I was talking to Rinu only." She managed to survive.

With that, Eby strode towards the door only to shut it before her making others to drop their jaw on the floor.

Before Anjali could say anything, the door closed with a bang. She felt a bit hurt at it, as if being rejected by someone.

What the hell? Who is he to shut the door? That too in my classroom!

Amaaya and Rinu exchanged a glance out of the unexpected scenario.

Farhan whispered, "You know what he did so just to avoid distraction."

"Absolutely right." Aju agreed again.

"So please vote for our party. Thank you for your time!" Eby concluded making others to let out the breathe they were holding back.

"Someone please give him water. Then we can think about votes." Teased Aju.

"I don't need water." Eby scoffed.

Stepping out the class, they watched Anjali standing there with crossed hands resembling that of a school kid who was thrown out of the class by teacher.

"Anjali, you are so late." Farhan stated

"And Eby hates latecomers." Aju completed.

She was so angry even to reply them that she straightly turned to Eby, "How dare you to do so?"

"Aju, which class we are going next?" Eby asked out completely ignoring her.

She narrowed her eyes, letting out a restless breathe.

But Eby was busy in his own business.

Running a hand through his hair, he stormed off with his buddies.

Anjali watched him back wondering why he could not even give a proper reply.

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Ishaan entered through college gate with his new model bike. He stopped taking off his sunglass running a hand through his thick hair.

While he walked through the hallways, he spotted Zoya and Shreya who were staring at him like nothing

"He is something amazing." Commented Zoya. Shreya turned her face to the other side leaving no reply.

Zoya was busy noticing his branded shirt, watch and shoes. She never forgot to observe the face of her friend too.

"Hey Ishaan." Zoya smiled.

"Don't you have class?" asked Ishaan, watching her strange behaviour.

"Nop. This hour is free."

Shreya was not even looking him. Infact, he too was not aware of her presence. He walked away climbing the stairs.

Zoya turned to leave a secret glare at Shreya.

Shreya Rubayya, what an acting! You should be nominated in oscars. We were friends since three years. But, I can't understand you.

When Nihal came to see Ishaan, "Arey, where are you going? Atleast this hour, you should attend the class."

"Yeah, I will come. Two minutes." He excused.

After passing two or three classes, he paused for a while after hearing a familiar voice.

Leaning on the doorway, he came to see her again.

Amaaya.

She was busy talking with her friends even to notice his presence.

Making up his mind for something, he walked to her.

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