The next day, we brought all the costumes to school and locked them up in the storeroom. Omkara insisted on locking up his laptop also though I was a little apprehensive about it.

But on the whole I knew it wasn't going to be a very good day when I saw Aaliyah's ugly face, right during first period. Okay, she had covered up her ugliness with one inch of makeup and eye blinding neon pink lip gloss! But there was no way she could cover up her ugly personality!

Aaliyah whose attempts to grab my post had gone in vain, was now trying to get her performance to be the opening act.

But having Loukya ma'am incharge had finally proved useful. She hated Aaliyah as much as she hated me, so there was no way she would allow Aaliyah to open the show.

But Aaliyah was convinced it was I who had manipulated Loukya ma'am to get Zoya's dance to be the opening one. I couldn't believe that her brain had come up such insane thoughts. Oh yeah, Aaliyah doesn't have a brain.

I was standing at my locker searching for my record when Aaliyah just came up to me all of a sudden and cried dramatically, "Riya Dixit, you are such a biased bitch! You chose your own BFF for the opening performance and ignored genuine talent!"

Of course I instantly lost my temper.

"Aaliyah, if I were biased, I wouldn't have allowed you to perform at all!"

"I don't know what you're thinking putting that idiot, Zoya on the top. If someone asked me, I would tell them Zoya was only fit to wipe the stage floor. And you can be her assistant going with her carrying a mop and a bucket".

"But unfortunately, nobody is asking you girlfriend. Zoya will open the show and that's final. If this is war, I am not going down without a fight!" I said and walked away from my locker.

That girl was pure evil!

That night, my BFF'S came over for a sleepover. Zoya's mother was unwell and Mishti's parents would probably chuck her out of the house if she wanted to have the sleepover there. They were okay as long as things were done in somebody else's house.

Their logic is beyond me!

So we had decided my house was the best place.

My mom was held up with a client in South Mumbai. So she would not come home for the night. Krish and dad were shut up in their own rooms so there was no chance of drama.

A sleepover in my house usually meant my BFF'S and me trying on all my clothes, mixing and matching things from my walk in closet. After that they would be so tired that we'd all lie in the bed and listen to One Direction songs and fall asleep just like that.

I was changing out of my designer jeans when my phone beeped, "Which idiot is messaging me now?" I asked irritably and reached out for my phone.

"Hey Mishti, it's your idiot", I said

"What is Reyansh messaging you for?" Mishti's voice came from my closet.

"Maybe Aaliyah manipulated him and he wants to breakup with Mishti! OMG! You are Aaliyah's next victim", Zoya hissed, dramatically.

"It's nothing like that babe. He just sent me some BTS video".

Mishti came out of my closet wearing my strapless crop top and jeans and rolled her eyes at Zoya, "What is Aaliyah going to do anyway? Turn me into a monkey?"

"OMG! Mish you look soo hot in that top. Should I take a picture and send it to Reyansh?" I asked.

Mishti glared at me.

But Zoya hadn't looked at her, "Yeah she might turn you into a monkey and then hit it off with Reyansh".

"Right", said Mishti grimly "I'll be careful".

"Girls this is serious" said Zoya, "I am sure Aaliyah is going to give us problems".

"I wonder how it would be to have problems in life", I said sarcastically.

Zoya almost smiled.

The sleepover passed just like that with all of taking turns to rant about Aaliyah. And we were so tired by the end of it that we fell asleep without even listening to music.

The next day we all got up late and there was complete chaos in my bedroom.

The three of us got ready in complete haste and dashed to school.

We managed to make it there just five minutes before the bell!

To my surprise Reyansh came over and started talking to Mishti.

And all of a sudden with no warning at all he bent over Mishti, put his arms around her neck and moved close to her.

OMG! I couldn't believe this was the first thing I had to see that morning at school! And OMG! I couldn't believe the guy was behaving like this infront of the whole class!

I looked at Varun and saw him fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat. The poor guy!

If this was what happened in broad daylight inside the classroom, what exactly would happen in the dimly lit dance hall on the night of the show, I didn't want to think!

Zoya nudged my elbow and giggled terribly.

Suddenly the classroom door was thrown open.

"What the hell is happening here?"

It was Loukya mam! Reyansh hurriedly moved away to his seat but it was only too obvious that she had seen what had happened.

"What the hell is happening here?" Loukya repeated.

Nobody wanted to answer.

"You two. Should I take you to the Principal?" she asked Reyansh and Mishti.

God! This was insane!

The colour had completely drained from Mishti's face. She shook her head.

"I expected better of you Mishti. If this is the topper of this class, then I hate to think about the others" she said.

Mishti flushed. I was very inclined to laugh but then remembered she and Zoya had not laughed at me at Reyansh's party.

"This is the first and last of all this nonsense in my class. If I ever again happen to see anybody else in this class behaving like Layla and Majnun, I'll chuck you out!" she thundered. Everybody looked at her listening intently.

Apparently pleased with all the attention, she dramatically picked up her textbook, opened it and said "Okay class, chapter 14 today", and instantly the interest disappeared.

"Come on. Its not like they were hooking up or something", I told Zoya.

Mishti glared at me and then turned away to look at Reyansh.

Loukya ma'am had started drawing something on the board.

"Mish, something is happening at the front, why aren't you taking notes?" Zoya asked.

"You take notes for a change. It won't kill you", Mishti snapped finally turning away from Reyansh, "You both don't even try to listen to the class. You'd deserve it if you failed the practicals. And I don't get it when you come to the lab and cry,'Oh I can't understand anything. This is so hard!' ", she said in a horrible mock imitation of me.

"Come on. You know neither of us have your brilliance or diligence or intelligence", Zoya said.

"Oh don't be stupid", said Mishti quickly but all the same she looked slightly pleased.

A/N : Okay guys, so we're almost done with half of the story. Thank you so much for keeping up! It means so much. Please don't forget to leave your precious vote and feedback. Thanks. See you in the next chapter.