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“You will make it soon. Just keep believing in yourself.” [Ifveen]

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“Really?”

Her black eyes gleamed in excitement and she nodded hurriedly.

“Yes Really. I don’t know why, but I feel like we are going to rock.”

My forehead creased, as I questioned her sanity in my mind. Why would she think I can rock, I the boring nerd, what could I possibly create that would be rocking. I wanted her to be aware of what kind of person I am. No matter from what kind of foundation our friendship started, what matters now was she should have a clear understanding of what kind of person I was. I cleared my throat and looked at her somewhere in between our interactions. We had ended up sitting on the last bench in the cla**room. While Rohan seemed to be sitting diagonally to our seat in the left corner. “Nina I don’t know why you felt I could be a friend for you. I am very different from you in personality and I can a**ure you that I am not a fun person. To begin with, I have a cage around my heart. I am broken to the point that I don’t know if I even deserve you.” My tone is low so that my cla**mates can’t hear it.

She smiled at me, a kind smile. As she took my hands in hers, caressing them slowly.

“Yes, we are poles apart Jacqueline. But haven’t you heard? Opposite poles pull each other.”

Her fingers paused the caressing motion and she looked up at me. Her eyes filled with warmth that I never saw in someone’s eyes.

“I have never seen someone so brave as you, Jacqueline. Someone who dares to be herself in the world of fake personalities we are living in. I hope you can give me a chance to break that cage around your heart and make you believe in yourself. From today onwards, your grievances are mine to relieve. I hope you find me worthy enough to share your pain.”

I listened to her quietly, waiting for more sentences from her. I have never had someone who could ask me to shoulder my vulnerabilities with her. I didn’t know if she meant what she said, but at that moment I wanted nothing more than to share my sufferings with her. The pain in my heart is a special kind of irony, hammering my inability to accept her tempting offer. I drew my hand back from her and gave her a nervous smile.

“It’s okay you don’t have to rush it, babe. I can wait. I will earn your trust.”

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plate of the table to get comfortable. I honestly felt amazing that she

“Good Morning Cla**.”

of the cla**room, where our Dance teacher stood in a blue formal saree of our school with a hand on her hips. Her hair swept up in the form of a bun, her lips colored in a dim red

greet her, and I followed

Students. Now

down, and murmuring

Mam doing

“Who knows?”

minutes, I will tell you why exactly I am here before the a**embly.” She says and smiles but her lips seemed

“Okay, Madam.” Everyone hums.

announce will stand up on their seats then come to me one by one and I will then inform

then throwing a glance at them to show that she acknowledged the person who stood up. Tina, Jaan, Nina, Rohan all we’re on the list. And here I was praying to God, to keep me away from such a list. After almost 12 cla**mates, my name was announced and I practically wanted to shriek. In all honesty, I was not the dancer type, never been one. So why would she choose me?

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honey? Stand up for me, please?” It sounded to me as

grumbled and stood up. My eyebrows knitted as I

funny. But as the pairing thing continued, I realized what would happen to me too. A heavy feeling weighed down on my chest and it shifted to my stomach. I examined the boys around me that were left. There was Rohan, Anirudh Kaakran, Himanshu Pandit. All in the category of bad boys. Anirudh and Himanshu never

Your partner is

and my back broke out

I ask him to

at him, despite his low shouts of my name. Nina looked at us grinning and I held my

this time, management has decided to s***e up things. So this time, you all are going to participate in our Annual Function’s

into the reality of real

time a prestigious personality of the city is invited to perhaps show-off. Parents of children are invited to enjoy.