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“Sometimes you need to attach your heart to the things that make you happy, so you may realize that everything that makes you happy isn’t good for you.” [Jacqueline]

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[Jacqueline’s Pov]

Or I was getting controlled by someone else’s soul. I didn’t understand how he could always bring out the revengeful side in me. But it wasn’t the time to think about it because Rohan’s eyes had started to fill with killing intent. Everything around us has turned quiet. So quiet that even I could hear his harsh breathing. A pin-drop silence ensued. I kept my eyes glued to his pale cheeks that were now stained with white vanilla ice cream. I would have laughed at it if I wasn’t the one who had rubbed his face with it.

I knew he would not leave me after what I have done. His face contorted into a distortion. His black eyes seemed to be lit up in the fire of fury. His tongue slowly licked his lips.

“I. Rohan.” Scared by his silence I dropped the tissue on the ground. I tried to move back but a slap landed on my face. I was pushed back with brutal force and my b*** landed on the ground with a thud. It hurt. I stayed quiet looking up from the ground. It was Naina Raichand, a new student. The crowd around us started murmuring but nobody decided to intervene. Not even one dared to intervene. My eyes took a moment to see everyone around me. And then settled on her

I really should have seen it coming, between the last week I came to know about the new student Naina Raichand’s secret obsession with Rohan. And from the day she arrived at school, she was around him a lot. At least more than a new student and an arrogant boy would hang out. But why would she slap me?

Her black eyes narrowed at me, her lean body straightened. She grinned at me, her darker skin than most Asians glowed under the sunlight and it made her look scary. My skin crawled in fear.  stepping near my pathetic body she stopped grinning. I wanted to stand up but my exhausted body didn’t support me and for the first time in my life, I understood the reason for eating. I had barely managed to exhale when a series of sharp kicks came down at my legs.

“How dare you touch my best friend from your filthy tissue.”

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now I knew why she had slapped me and why Rohan let her hang around

from me, her hair that we’re set in a ponytail swung with air as she walked around me in a circle. “You

flooded my face as I noticed Rohan standing behind her without any intention of stopping her. But then I questioned myself the

made me stand up by force. I

up, because she was three inches taller than me. My gaze remained settled in Rohan’s coal-black eyes who seemed too unresponsive to

girl that I was observing her, admiring her, instead of thinking of a way to get away from her. But then again, how the day turned out for me had made me numb to realization. Or to feel bad about it. From Jaan’s weird words to Mrs. Natasha seeing

eyes were settling on him again and again. Maybe because I was in this situation because of him, or maybe because I never wanted to eat ice cream and he was the one who had forced me to follow him resulting in the situation I was in. Perhaps he was responsible, for pretending to be

Rohan in front of

came from, that I was able to speak to a woman who had already slapped me kicked me in the gut, and was now holding me like she might kill

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shoes. You humiliated him first.” She held my hair tighter and this time I did wince. My scalp was hurting with the amount of

tried to think of something and immediately Remo’s face flashed through my memories. His teasing words proved beneficial and I was

“It was an accident.”

tissue you cleaned his shoes wasn’t

after a boy forces her to eat ice cream with him and then forces the same girl to wipe his shoes clean that we’re stained in the first place because of a small mistake. What do you think is more humiliating? Huh? Icecream stained shoes or asking a girl to wipe his shoes in front of the half school. You’ve

to eat ice cream with him?”

knew she was wrong. I