31) Studying Together
A month had passed by and Ishita and Raman had become somewhat like friends. Their ego was still big enough and it prevented them from getting closer. Their practices went on and they were now prepared so nicely that even if someone would wake them up in the middle of the night, they will say the whole script. They had worked hard and hoped that on the day of that play, everyone would like it.
They still played a little bit pranking like closing each other in a room or cute fights like putting pen ink on each other's face till their whole face is covered and what not but they didn't prank anything big.
Raman was still the bad boy of the school but the students weren't that afraid of him now since he had changed a bit after Ishita's entry in his life.
It was usual school day and everyone entered the class with some either yawning or excited for something and some holding a book and studying while entering the class. Everyone was in mixed moods. Ishita and Raman fortunately were on the cheery side.
They kept their bags in their places and ran to meet their friends.
The girls gossiped like usual while the boys talked about the now addicted game PUBG. Mihika told her friends about Mihir and how he had almost asked her to be his girlfriend but unfortunately he inverted the conversation and didn't exactly ask her.
The teacher entered the class and the whole class went quiet. They shuffled back to their own places and wished her good morning.
They then joined their hands and closed their eyes and said their morning prayer. After that the teacher asked them to settle down while she took the attendance.
Ishita and Raman sat down in silence for a few seconds till Ishita suddenly spoke.
"Do you think Mihir likes Mihika?"
Raman frowned and then thought about it.
"Yeah, I think so."
"You think so? Don't you know about it?"
"How will I know?"
"Don't you all talk about it?"
"We're not girls okay?" Raman said raising his hand and running it through his hairs.
"We don't gossip like you." He says and smirks.
"We girls don't gossip too." Ishita says offended.
"Hah! Lie all you want but everyone knows girls gossip."
"You—"
"Ishita. Raman. Care to share your thoughts to the class?" Their teacher asks raising her eyebrow.
"No ma'am. Sorry ma'am." Both say together but then glare at the teacher after she looks away.
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"So since now we completed Chapter Seven about Laws of Newton. I'm gonna take your test tomorrow. Don't take it lightly because those marks are going to get added in your Final result." The class groaned at the teacher's words.
The nerds were happy since they were already prepared while the failures gave a damn about it. Ishita too groaned as she wanted to pass but knew Physics and she had a hatred relationship. Raman seemed quite happy since he was good at Physics and he could prepare the whole chapter in an hour or less.
"What am I gonna do?" Ishita banged her head against her table and faked crying.
Raman laughed at her and patted her back.
"It's so easy. You'll be able to do! Believe me!"
Ishita glared at him and went back to crying and banging her head leaving Raman shaking his head at her childishness.
The whole day passed by in blur and it was already dismissal time.
The class walked out while Raman and Ishita came back from practices. Since they were in a hurry, they didn't pack their bags.
They hurriedly kept their notebooks in their bags and grabbed their water bottle before placing them in the side pouch of their bags. They ran to their friends and went back home.
Raman came home and immediately landed on his bed. He curled up and soon drifted off to sleep.
Ishita too ate her lunch first and then went back to her room, changed into comfy clothes and went to her bed and set an alarm to wake up since she had to study and quickly got into the covers. She closed her eyes and darkness surrounded her soon.
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Raman turned in the bed and let out a yawn before opening his eyes. He had slept for two hours. He looks down and sees the blanket which Mrs. Bhalla must have spreader onto him. Even his shoes were removed. He knew it was his mother.
He stretched and sat onto his bed, blinking his eyes and letting out another yawn.
Raman quickly changed his clothes and went to the dining table where Mrs. Bhalla was cooking.
"Oh! You're awake Puttar. I'll bring your food, sit down."
Raman sat down and played with the coasters which were kept.
Mrs. Bhalla came back with Aloo parathas which Raman ate happily.
He then went into his room and cleaned his bed before walking towards his study table to study.
He opened his bag and searched for his box and Physics book and notebook.
His eyes landed on a unfamiliar notebook of his. He then realised it was Ishita's.
"Shit! It is Ishita's. How will she study for Physics tomorrow? Already she's weak in it. I don't think she studies from book. I'll have to go return it."
Raman groaned and quickly threw on some better clothes and walked out of his room.
"Raman? Puttar where are you going?"
"Ma, I have Ishita's notebook by mistake and tomorrow is Physics test so I'm going to return it."
Mrs. Bhalla nodded and continued her work while Raman unlocked his cycle and quickly paddled to her house.
After few minutes, he reached and since it was already evening, he could see some kids playing. He huffed and walked towards the apartment and then he took an elevator to her flat.
He was about to ring the bell when he heard Ishita's voice. He noticed the door was left ajar.
"Amma! What am I gonna do?" Ishita cried.
"I can't understand Physics! This dumb book." Ishita angrily punched her book childishly. Raman watched through the ajar door as she sat on the dinning chair with her book on the table and her mother laughing and consoling her through the kitchen.
"Who discovered this Physics?" She screamed.
"Newton, Galileo and Albert Einstein." Raman said deciding to make his presence known.
Both her mother and she turned towards towards the direction of the voice.
"Namaste Aunty!" Raman joined his hands and then walked towards Ishita.
"Madam, your copy was in my bag."
"Really?" Ishita frowned but took the copy from his hands.
"Why are crying so much? Physics is so easy." Raman said with a frown.
"Then you teach me." Ishita said mindlessly and then realised what she said.
A big grin brightened her face and she nodded furiously.
"Yes! Yes! You teach me." Ishita said.
Raman shook his head.
"No. I'm not going to. I have to go."
"Please Raman. Please."
"No."
Ishita looked at him and then at the book sadly.
Raman softened at her act and finally agreed.
He sat down beside her and opened the chapter.
Mrs. Iyer smiled at them from afar. Raman started with introducing Ishita with the chapter. He went through each and every paragraph and described it to her with living examples that made Ishita understand nicely.
Ishita too became serious and started understanding his explanation. Raman was teaching 10 times better than what their teacher teaches them.
Mrs. Iyer brings snacks and coffee and settles beside them. Deep down she hoped that one day they fall in love and marry.
After they finished the chapter, Raman asked Ishita questions which he kept asking after few parts of the chapters.
Ishita told them all and then realised Physics wasn't that bad after all if Raman taught.
"So now you are prepared. See! That wasn't so hard. Was it?"
Ishita shook her head and smiled widely making Raman smile back.
"But it's easy if you teach." Ishita said grinning making Raman shake his head and look the time.
"Ohno! It's already late. I've to go." Raman started getting up but Ishita held his hands.
"Don't go na. Stay for a while."
"I've to go. I didn't tell Ma I'll be late. She'll be worried."
Ishita pouted but nonetheless let him go. She enjoyed his company but now he had to go.
"Namaste Aunty!" He said went away back home while Ishita looked at her mother who was impressed by Raman.
Ishita knew for sure that she'll pass the test with good grades.
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