"Her" -- Chapter 1
Disclaimer: These characters are not intended at anyone, no offense if you find them to sound like you!
'Bam' He walked straight into Nikki as he headed for class.
"Whoa! Watch it buddy! What you staring at anyway?"
What WAS i staring at actually? The lockers? Nope, they look the same... My friends umm.... No! Oh yeah! "her"... Who WAS she? She had just walked into their room. Three years and I didn't even notice her?"
"Who IS she?
"No one" replied Karan, a little too quickly.
"Okie dokes" No one seemed to notice?
Twenty minutes later they walked out of class and went straight to the cafe. Welcome to Karan's life, the most popular boy in college. Captain of the football team, model student, friendly, sweet, completely likeable. Good at anything. Everything. He walked in through the doors of the cafe and there she was. Who WAS she?
Hi, I'm Natasha, Yes, I've been in this college three years and the reason why no one noticed me? I wasn't normal. Now? I walk around and there are twenty people staring at me. To wonder who I am. Who I was. Who I will be. Who my grandfather's sister was, I don't care. I've been here all along, and if all I get right now is looks, they can go to hell. Must have guessed huh? Crippled Natasha. That's me. But now, it's just ---
My thoughts were broken as I banged into one of those so-called jocks. Thos popular guys. Good for them. His name, umm Kunal... yeah... He stooped downto help me up,
"No thanks, I can walk" I replied curtly .
"Umm hi" he said, ruffling his hair, "What do people call you?"
"They don't." I had no intentions of talking to this guy, and in no mood for his "Oh poor you, let me do you a favour and talk to you." Right.
Karan, that evening, was lost in his own thoughts...
Who WAS this girl? What did I do to her? Why was she SO rude? No one's rude to me! He broke out of his reverie as his phone began ringing.
"Oh Nikki! Huh, nothing...! Football game tomorrow!"
"Oh yeah! What time?
"Cool, see you there!"
Nikki, ultimate tomboy... Karan's best friend. They had their popular group... Karan, Rahul, Nikki, Amit and Jenny.
His phone rang again,
"Hello." he said, bored.
"Amit! Yaar, kaisa hein?"
"Fine! What you upto?"
"Wanna go for a walk?"
"No! I wanna sleep!"
"Ooh!" he replied sarcastically,"How interesting!"
"Accha baba! Bye!"
Meet Amit. Cute, sweet, completely mad! Always ready for a joke, a computer GENIUS.
His phone rang again,
"Whoa, stop screaming dude!"
"Ah, Rahul! Finally, a sane voice!"
"Ah-ahem, I exist" said Jenny
Karan replied, acting irritated, "Rahul! Three way conferencing again? Dude!"
"Shut up and listen, anyways, just thought we'd say hi" replied Rahul.
"Yeah man, I know you'd rather talk to Jen all day!"
"No!" Said Rahul, obviously blushing.
Jenny, ignoring them said, "KB, kuch bolna hein kya?"
"Don't call me KB!" said Karan," and no, nothing to say"
Jen replied, "Then bye! Go, you anyways seem so lost today"
"Ya, I was just going to say--" started Rahul.
"Rahul, theek hein, tu ja, Jen se baat kar" said Karan playfully as he hung up.
His mind wandered back to her.
Would she come for tomorrow's match?Maybe I could apologise them... It was the most important match of the season. She HAD to come. Or did she?
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