I love you... more (published)

Chapter-4

Manish, Kajal, Megha and me became best friends. Megha and
Kajal used to sit on the first seat of last row and I and Manish
sat behind them. We were like inseparable buddies. We used to play
dumb-charades in our free time. I and Kajal were good at acting
while Manish and Megha sucked, so Megha and I quite balanced
with Kajal and Manish. Our friendship grew stronger with each
passing day. We waited for each other at the school gate in the
morning and then used to go to class together.
Megha and I used to go for same chemistry tuitions in the evening.
We were sitting in the class and our tuition teacher was writing
something on board which probably none of us understood. Bored I
doodled at the corner of my copy. Megha sat beside me, texting
someone. The teacher gave us some questions to solve. Finally,
getting something to do, I picked my pen up and just as I was about
to start, I felt Megha’s foot over mine. I shifted to give her some
space to sit and went back to the questions. Shortly, I felt her foot
again brushing over mine.
‘What are you doing Megha?’, I whispered
‘Shut up and do your work’, she replied not taking her eyes off her
notebook.
She finished her questions soon and started rubbing my foot with
her sole again.
‘What are you doing?’, I whispered again, blood pounding in my
face.
‘Can’t you see what am I doing?’
‘Don’t do this. The teacher will throw both of us out of the class’, I
whispered again and shifted to the edge of the seat as far as I could
go. Anon my butt became sore sitting on the edge so I had to shift to
her again, unwillingly.
She sat poker faced as if nothing had happened. My mind divided
itself into two and was battling with itself.
‘Was she seducing me?’
‘No idiot, she is your friend. She was just teasing you’
‘Did that really happened?’
‘It was just a friendly gesture’
‘Oh! Really? I couldn’t do that to Manish’
‘That’s a friendly thing for girls’
‘So girls seduce their friends? Did she seduce Kajal too?’
‘Shut up’
‘What?’, the teacher asked arching her eyebrows. I had spoken it out
loud.
‘Sorry’, I mumbled
I heard a muffled laugh. I turned to see Megha trying to pass it for
cough. I narrowed my eyes at her. She was a devil.
The class ended and I picked my books up hurriedly to get away
from her. Just as I was about to go, she called me up. I turned.
‘Yes?’, I said raising my eyebrows.
‘It is too dark now and my mom texted that it would take her fifteen
minutes to come. Can you please stay with me till then?’, she made a
puppy face uniting with a pout.
I rolled my eyes and shrugged my shoulders as I had no choice. I sat
on my scooty and she stood in front of me, talking non-sense about
school and stuff.
‘Oh! The scooty’s number is so sexy’, she squealed.
‘What’s sexy about it?’
‘7111! Sexy, no?’
I stared at her as if she had lost her mind. I nodded in a non-
committal way. I wished her mom would hurry up.
‘Owner is more sexy, no?’, she said looking somewhere up in the sky.
I stared at her in disbelief. Was she flirting with me? No, this girl
was going nuts.
She came close to me, inhaled deeply and said ‘Wow! Imran, your
deodorant. That’s so intoxicating. Which is it?’
I took an involuntary step away from her and answered ‘NIVEA’
Thankfully at the moment, her mother arrived. She sat in the car
urgently and bid me goodbye. I also put the ignition on and drove to
my home.
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