Chapter 3.3

Shristi

It was an English period but there was no teacher in the class so I resorted to Isha to cure my boredom. 9th B always seemed to be in its own world.

"Isha what do you plan to do after school?" I asked with my chin lazily resting on my palm.

With some hesitation in her voice she answered, "Navy maybe? My father was in Navy and he wants me to continue the legacy."

"That's cool" I straightened my back, "I wanna join Navy too."

"Their white uniforms and stars shining on their shoulders, they're just so..." She spoke looking at the cerulean skies from the windows behind me.

"Yeah I understand." I said as I went through the folds and crevices of my brain to ask another question to her, "Got a boyfriend or anything?"

She let out a snort, "Of course not."

"Crush?"

"I don't have the time." She answered, but I vividly remember her describing her supposed crush at Neha's birthday last year with feminine pronouns which she kept changing to masculine. I thought that was weird.

"Really?" I asked, "not even a crush."

"No," she answered, "and you?"

"It's not exactly a crush but I won't lie, I was interested in Shivansh for quite some time."

Isha looked at me with a humorous disgusted expression, "Shivansh? That short, white midget from 8th A?"

"Come on" I groaned, "he is okay looking and he was the only guy in 8th A who was even slightly worthy. He's good academically too. What else does one want?"

"Personality?" Isha pressed her temples to highlight her disappointment in my taste, "He shouts answers so much in Hindi class it's so irritating."

"That's why he was just an interest and not a crush." I chuckled. It was definitely hard to ignore her, that's one lively girl.

"I reckon he's going to become the head boy this year though. Atleast he'll be better than Guru bhaiya, he's such a pain in the name of a head boy, isn't he?"

"Yeah, I agree." I didn't know what I was agreeing with, I didn't hear her. The moment I took the name Shivansh, I was overflowing with my memories with him in 8th A. Of course he would become the Head Boy, and Shristi Singh was going to be his Head Girl.

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