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“Eyes are the informers of heart. They darken when we are angry, while softens when we are filled with love.” [Jacqueline]

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Jacqueline’s POV:

I gripped the straps of my backpack tightly. My whole form trembling in anticipation of what would happen to me today. I shifted in discomfort from one foot to another as a kid of age 6 years glared at me. If you are wondering where I am? I am at my bus stop waiting for my school bus to arrive for the last ten minutes.

I could sense my cortisol level increasing with each minute. Cortisol; a stress hormone, our nature’s inbuilt alarm system. And it was alarming to me that I needed to calm down. But when does that happen what we want? Almost every time what happens is opposite to what we want.

I place my hand on my heart. Realizing that My heartbeat was abnormally high.

“Di are you okay?”

The same 6-year-old kid asked me confusion clear in her eyes. I think her name was Riya or something. She was my bus companion. Though we never chatted, there were times when she had flashed a bright smile at me.

“I. Ye. Yeah. I am fine.” I stuttered the first time I spoke to a kid. It was embarra**ing.

“But you look pale.” She clutched the hem of my kurta and inquires again.

I exhaled, trying to downplay the words I said.

“Ah. Do I?”

I could feel her, sus***ious gaze on me. But I didn’t say anything. Waiting for her to either say something or just left me alone.

“You are so cute Di. When you pout.” She giggled, as she said those words of admiration.

‘Cute? Can a child lie? I didn’t know. But normally I never heard of a kid lying.’

Smiling, I bent down and caress her forehead,

“Thank you, Riya. But I think you are cuter than me.”

Her black eyes widened, as her cheeks turned a little pink. Her pink lips edging into a pout.

With a shy look.

She mumbles.

“You think so?”

I answered back “Yeah. I do. By the way, I have chocolate. Would you like some?”

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but then as if remembering

Mommy said, to not

am no stranger to you, I have been your bus companion since

formed on her lips, as she nibbled

are right.

hand for her

name

took it with a smile on

I am Riya. But you can also call

“I would love to.”

clapped her hands while I handed

waiting for our bus to arrive. Eating chocolates and

took out a small napkin

here RiRi. Let me just wipe it

“Okay JJ.”

tried to stand up, she held my cheeks and placed a small kiss on my

ran to the door of the bus. Her two ponytails swaying with the wind.

of the window. Looking at us curiously. While I patted

door, She glanced back and

“Come faster JJ.”

calm down and walk towards the bus

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her friends, smiling at me. I smile back and settle down on my

did manage to calm me, but now that I was

am I supposed to

that it flew

cell phone. As I glanced at it.

where is he? Though I did not want to admit it, I missed him. I missed him a lot.

was better to just text him if I wanted to. Because there are how many times

are you Jerk? Are you

“I am missing you.”

no response. Exhaling I puffed

When we are in desperate need of

be busy. Too busy to entertain me. Perhaps he might

inside or just leave. The driver’s uncle glances at

here Bitiya. Get