TERE DIL KA MERE DIL SE

Chapter Three

“I'm Jane, Jane Bakshi.” Jane said cheerfully.

“It was wonderful meeting you, Jane.” Khushi exclaimed

“Same here. I hope we meet again soon, and that you're here to stay.”

“Unfortunately, I am.” Khushi pouted. “I do hope we meet again soon though.” Khushi said and the two girls parted ways.

“God! What took so long Jay?” Aron exclaimed dramatically before his mother could open her mouth to do just the same, in a hopefully less dramatic manner

“Stop being a drama queen Aron, I was just looking for a book” Jane said “I met a really sweet girl in there.”

“You met a girl in there? And you're telling me now?” Aron exclaimed surprised.

“What the..??” Jane uttered “She left a few minutes ago”

“That's Bade-Papa's signature phrase! You have no right to steal that!!” Aron hit her shoulder playfully

“Ow.. Aron! You hurt me!” Jane cried.

“Stop it both of you! Let's leave, The minister is gone.” Lavanya said sternly

“Mum” The siblings protested.

“Come on Kids.” NK said

“Arnav, What are you doing?” Anjali asked

Arnav looked up from his sketchbook, “Working? Designing.” Arnav answered frowning “What happened?”

“Nothing. Nk mamu and Lavanya Mami are coming, They'll be here in a few more minutes. I just wanted to let you know.” Anjali shrugged

“Maa, I am not.. sharing my room.” Arnav said, expertly reading her intentions.

“Chotte.. I mean Aru. You always.. anyway, Thode dinn ki hi toh baat hai! (It's just a matter of a few days.)” Anjali sighed

“Maa, That's the point. It's just a matter of a few days, We have the Fresher's Fashion Week coming up, and I'm worried for my internship as well. I can't share my room with Aron, You know how loud he is!!” Arnav pouted.

“Fine. There's no way I can convince you of something.” Anjali said making a face.

“I listen to you every single time, Maa. Don't be dramatic.” Arnav said matter of factly

Anjali shook her head at him.

“At least come downstairs, for a little while. They'll be here in a few minutes.” Anjali said

“Fine, I'll be downstairs.” Arnav sighed.

A cab was parked in front of the Magnificent Greene Mansion, The caretaker opened the door for Khushi

“Welcome Ms. Greene.” He greeted her with a warm smile. Khushi stepped out of the cab, Supporting a small handbag in one hand and a duffel bag in the other smiling.

“It's Khushi, Prateek-Bhai. How many times do I have to tell you?” Khushi pouted.

“Alright then Khushi, Its Prateek for you.” Prateek said taking her luggage out of the cab.

“But you're elder to me, and according to Mumma, I should call you Bhaiya” Khushi said, in a thick American accent.

“That hindi word in your angrezi accent sounds too cute.” Prateek smiled, Khushi giggled entering the mansion