"Sexy Titrations"
"So how's your new project going on?" Ishika air quoted the words as we entered the cafè. She felt truly sorry for me because she knew what kind of an asshole Zack was. He didn't care about anything else besides his squad and his cool reputation. He purposely failed tests just so the people wouldn't think of him as some nerd. But he was super sharp and could do so well only if he willed. But that didn't change the fact that he was a complete idiot whom I loathed the most.
"It hasn't even started and I don't think it ever will. I will try for the change of partners today. If it happens, well and good. Otherwise I would be graduating next year." I spoke. No way in hell was I going to graduate with that dumbass of a partner. He was just my partner for the sake of it. Only I did all the work and he didn't even bother to look at how it was done. Instead, he was busy texting and laughing always. Dumbass!
"I feel sorry for you." She looked apologetic. We grabbed our lunch from the counter and took a table. As I looked around, I saw Zack sitting with his squad and a blondie on his lap with whom he was having 'fun.' If you know what I mean. I looked away disgusted. Did I mention how big of a flirt he was? He literally flirted with every single thing that slightly looked feminine. He was a casanova. Today it was this blondie, tomorrow would be some brunette. He just didn't care and that's the thing I hated the most about him.
Ishika made a face and looked away. Because of him, she couldn't even look at her crush in peace. Ishika had the hugest crush on Vivaan from that group and I think he had one too for they always made eye contact but never talked. I approved of Vivaan because he was the only decent guy in that group but I knew there was a possible danger that came with him and Ishika did too so she stayed away and never made any attempt to talk. Poor girl. Suddenly, I thought of an idea and smirked evily. I grabbed my juice glass.
"Ishika? Will you do me a favour honey?"
"Yeah?" She asked confused.
"I will walk past here. Put your leg out." I smirked at her.
"But why?"
"Just enjoy the show baby."
She did as I said. I purposely stumbled on her feet and emptied the glass on the two desperate souls practically glued to each other the whole time.
"Oh my God!" There were huge gasps all around and I was on the floor trying to control my laugh. That blondie immediately got up. From her hair to makeup to dress, everything was ruined.
"You bitch!" She screamed and I chuckled quietly and put on my innocent face before someone helped me get up.
"I am so sorry. I stumbled upon something. I didn't mean to do it. Here I will help." I grabbed the tissue paper and tried to help her dry.
"Stay away from me, bitch. That's the problem with you low class browns."
"Aye kameeni. Low class hogi tu. Tera baap saali." [Hey! You and your family would be low class not me.] Muttered Ishika from my side loud enough for the group to hear.
"Baby what are they saying?" She turned to Zack.
"Nothing baby. She's just apologising on her behalf." Zack replied and I stared at him with wide eyes before I burst into a giggle. I almost felt sorry for this blondie now. I shouldn't have done this for she was suffering already. What a dumbass.
"You bitch! I knew you did this on purpose." She eyed me with rage and lept forward but was stopped by Samantha, one of my batch mates.
"Easy there, lilly! She said it was an accident. You heard her. Now better go off before your whole face comes out from beneath the heaps of makeup." She smiled. Oh how I loved this girl. She probably was the only white girl of my class who wasn't a racist in one way or the other.
"Thankyou Sam."
"What are friends for babe. Have fun." She hi-fived and joined us for lunch.
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"Class! Today we are going to do the titration experiment in twos. You know the protocol so read your manuals and start." The professor announced as we entered the chemistry lab. My partner was nowhere to be seen. Not that I needed any but what was he going to do?
I grabbed the apparatus and stood on my station reading the manual. After I was done, my partner decided to grace us with his presence.
"Zack, why are you late?"
"Sir I was helping a friend with sick room." He lied professionally.
I chuckled knowingly and mimicked him while making a disgusting face.
"Oh hey tiny cupcake. I almost didn't see you." He said as he placed his arm on my shoulder.
"Don't touch me, bastard!" I spoke angrily. How dare he invade my personal space again.
"Oops!" He withdrew his hand.
"Listen, I have to tolerate you for the whole year. Please don't make it difficult and talk to me only if it's important and that too from a distance of two feet. Otherwise, I absolutely have no wish to talk to you. Got it?" I spoke with seriousness etched all over my face.
"Sure babe. Sure" He grinned and I wanted to smack his face right there with that erlenmeyer flask.
Control Faara! Breathe in. Breathe out.
"Pass me the burette."
"A what?"
"Burette. Dumbass!" I repeated.
He looked as if I was speaking gibberish.
"Don't bother." I spoke and took it myself and callibrated it properly rinsing it with the solution. I filled the beaker with the base and the acidic indicator in the burette. But I needed some additional solution.
"Hey you!" I called him out. He was busy texting. "Do you atleast know how to heat test tubes?" I asked and he nodded.
"Okay take the Copper Sulphate solution and heat it."
"Which one?" He asked again.
"The blue one dumbass." I spoke annoyed. He turned on the flame of bunsen burner and started heating. I wasn't looking and concentrating on my titration because he couldn't be that dumb. right? but oh well!
There was a small explosion and I jumped from my place. The test tube had exploded because my genius partner had over heated it and now everybody was looking at us.
"Get aside everyone. Move away." The professor arrived at the scene. Great. Just Great!
"How did this happen?"
"Sir I was just heating it. I don't know. Maybe faulty apparatus." He spoke professionally. What a drama queen he was.
"Okay. Don't panic. Clean your station and start again."
"Sir. I have a request." I grabbed the golden opportunity.
"Yes?"
"I want to change my partner. He doesn't know how to heat a test tube even. He doesn't even know what a burette is."
"Zack, what are the identification points for a burette?"
"Its a long cylindrical tube with zero marking at the top and a stop clock at the bottom used in titration experiments."
"See. You're good Miss Faara! Good luck."
And I just stood there opening and closing my mouth like a fish.
WHAT A JERK!!!
"If you knew why didn't you pass me one?"
"Aise hi sexy lag raha tha." [Just like that. You looked sexy.] He chuckled and I face palmed myself and nearly cried out in annoyance. How was I supposed to work with him the whole year, let alone one lab rotation.
After I was done, I looked at him and noticed something odd. There was diffused redness on the back of his hand.
"Did you burn yourself with that chemical?"
"No." He lied professionally as if he didn't even know what I was talking about.
"As you wish. But just so you know, wash your hands before eating something. It's dangerous. And yeah, get it bandaged from MI room. It looks pretty bad." I spoke and walked away. So much for maintaing the cool reputation! Why was this guy so pretentious?
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I enjoyed writing this one. Took me back to school.