Hey guys! It's Shreya! This time, I tried writing a chapter book and I can already tell you that it will be in two different tenses. The chapter titles say it all. Please do read this and please vote and comment and share!
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Aisha's POV
"Nandan, get off your lazy behind and go and get the freaking ball!", Coach yells at me. I mutter some obscenities under my breath before going and trying to throw the football near whoever is open. Keyword being 'trying'. As soon as the ball leaves my hands, I feel a big weight on myself and somehow I ended up on the floor. "Well hello there", he purrs at me. Yes, I know that the rest of the girls at the university would kill to be at my position. Pinned under only the hottest guy on campus. Yeah yeah I know, there's something wrong with me. Um no, I'm just not interested. "Uhh, could you please get off me Sahil?" "Oh I don't think so. I quite like this position to be honest", he tell me. Meet Sahil! Hottest guy on this campus (I think I already mentioned that) who's a huge egotistical jerk. Thankfully, the bell saves me. I push him off of me and make a break for the locker rooms. After changing out of my sweaty gym clothes which I absolutely despise (don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with sports and it's not that I'm unfit. I just don't like it), I put on my more comfortable sundress and my adorable flats. Oh! There's the other bell! I've got to get to class!As I walk out of the locker rooms, I'm too busy reading my textbook to notice that I'm about to bump into someone. Ow! That rock hard chest hurt! And it's none other than Sahil! "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry", I say
without looking up. Once I've collected everything, I finally look up to see his smirking face. "It's you", I rudely grumble out. That jerk has the nerve to look down at me and look like he's trying very hard to hold his laughter in. I know I'm tiny and clumsy and that most people look down at me, but that's no reason to be this mean. "Glad I could entertain you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've gotta get to.." "Hold up", he says as he puts out an arm to stop me from going any further. "I'm really late and I have to go." "What's your name?", he asks me in this authoritative voice that makes my spine tingle. "Ai..Aisha Nandan", I whisper. "Really? You are not at all what they described you as", he says hesitantly as if he thinks that it could break me while raking his eyes up and down my body.
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