Days rolled into weeks. Kimayra had settled down really well at Mira. People really seemed to like her. In fact, she seemed to be more at home in Mira than I was.

Ishaan and Kimayra had become good friends too and the three of us hung out together most of the time.

But inspite of how much I liked and admired Kimayra for her open mindedness, I couldn't bring myself to confide in her about all my misadventures as a misfit and all the misunderstandings I had gone through because of vamps like Rakul.

Duh! Why did most things in my life begin with 'mis'?

But Kimayra also proved herself constantly worthy of friendship, that it was difficult not to trust her.

Soon it was August and the Ganesh Chaturthi came around. Since Mumbai is famous for the Ganesh festival, Kimayra's parents send her lots of goodies which included a huge packet of modaks (sweet dumplings). The modaks got the attention of  everyone and Kimayra, like agood girl shared it with all of us. After that day, people started to like her even more, so much that some popular girls actually invited Kimayra to hang out at the pool that weekend.

"What shall I do? Should I say yes?" she asked me in the room later.

I was touched that she was asking me. She was the new kid on the block who was winning hearts with her charm, eloquence, attitude (and modaks!). There was no need for her to ask my opinion.

"It's your choice Kim", I said.

"Well, I think it would be rude to say no. So I think I'll just go and show my face", she said.

"Right. Have fun", I said.

"I won't really enjoy it you know" , she said. But I wasn't fooled .I knew she was only saying it to not make me feel left out and I was really grateful for that.

Later that evening, when Kimayra was at the pool, I went to find Ishaan who was at the library.

I forgot that I was still in my pyjamas and went downstairs. The warden was sitting in the verandah with her mobile in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

"Where are you going?" she snapped at me.

I scowled. "To the library".

"In that night dress?"

"Oh..umm..sorry", I muttered.

"What sorry?", she drawled stirring her coffee mug "Go, change and come. This is not your father's house. We have a  decorum here. You can't leave the hostel building wearing that."

"Okay mam", I mumbled and ran upstairs to change into a kurti and jeans and then raced to the library.

Our library had study cubicles with huge wooden partitions and wooden doors.

I asked the librarian if he had seen Ishaan and he pointed to one of the doors.

I went and knocked, "It's Hina"

"Sorry Hina, I'm busy studying", he said in a mock serious tone, "Go away"

"Open the door you idiot" I said "I was all alone in the hostel room. Kimayra has gone for this pool party and.."

"What? Sorry Hina. I don't want to hear about your poo in the potty."

"Ishaan! I said pool party! Will you open the door?"

"Hina!", someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see the Student Body President Harshad.

"Are you free now?", he asked.

"Mm..yeah", I said.

"Me and my classmates are doing the recording for an interschool event. We need a mobile for that. Can you go and ask one of the teachers to lend their mobile?"

"Sure", I said like the obedient junior, that I was, when the door finally opened and Ishaan stepped out.

"I'll go with her", he said.

"Okay" Harshad said "Thanks both of you".

Both of us hurried out of the library.

We couldn't find a teacher but we found one of the technician guys and got his phone.

"Do you wanna see his browser history?" I said excitedly playing with his phone in my hands.

"Hina! It's wrong to meddle with other people's phones", Ishaan said seriously, "Especially their browser history".

"Oh come on", I said and opened his browser history.

"Ah-ha! Kendall Jenner sexy photos!"

"Hina! Stop it!", said Ishaan.

"I can't believe he even knows Kendall Jenner! I would have thought him to be kind of guy who watches Bhojpuri", I said bubbling at my new discovery.

"Shut up Hina. Even if he's a pervert it's none of your business", Ishaan said grimly.

"Stop acting so high and mighty, Ishaan. Don't you want to see Kendall Jenner's sexy photos?"

He couldn't put on the act anymore and burst out laughing. I joined him and we chuckled all the way back to the library and handed the phone to Harshad.

Ishaan decided that his study mood had been spoilt and he certainly couldn't get it back for the day. So he closed his books and both of us made our way out of the library.