Our First Kiss - II

Point Of View: Amayra

His blue orbs were deeply engraved in my mind. Whenever I look into them my heart stopped.

Then he smiles whenever he looks at me. It was a kind of silent understanding between us or some kind of agreement. I don’t know. But even after so many encounters we never talked, we don’t even know each other names.

The fresher’s party was approaching and I was excited. Because I always went for stage decorations and coordinated them with performances.

I was not into performing much more than coordination or say working behind the stage.

So, one morning I went to Mrs. Marwaha who was in charge of this party and she gladly gave me the stage duties.

“Amayra, If you got any problem and need any help you can ask help from Karan and his friends”. Mrs. Marwaha told me

“Who is Karan?” I asked confusingly.

Mrs. Marwaha looked around and finally pointed her finger in one direction.

“There, those three boys who are going towards the main gate. The middle one is Karan. You can go to him and ask for his help.” She told me and got busy with her work.

I stand rooted in my spot. Isn’t he ‘The Blue Eyes’ guy? His name is Karan. I smiled inwardly after knowing his name.

But suddenly I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw him approaching the gate. I ran towards him without thinking anything.

“Excuse me” I tried to stop him and he did as he turned around.

‘God!!!! I was breathing heavily after running fast. What will he think about me.’ I mentally cursed myself thousand times.

I cleared my throat and introduced myself.

“Hi” I smiled. Hope I didn’t show my full teeth. It would be more embarrassing.

“Hello”. He spoke. His voice was deep and magnetic.

“Are you Karan?” I asked most stupid ques of the year. Well done, Amayra. Why do you have to ask you can simply confirm or maybe asking was a good choice. ARGHHH, I am talking to him for ten seconds only and here I am, already losing my mind.

“Yes.” He said while frowning. Maybe he thought how stupid I am. I cried.

“Great, my name is Amayra”. I introduced myself while extending my hand for a shake.

He shook hands with me. His hand was strong and a little calloused. Maybe he does some workouts or some weight lifting.

“Fresher party is in a week and I am the stage coordinator. I need some help in decorating the stages according to the performances and Mrs. Marwaha suggested you and your’s friends name.”

I stopped for a bit to catch my breath.

Then after some time, I asked him

“Will you please help me?

if you don’t want to help then you can tell me now. I’ll manage.”

“We will help.” He said instantly. Wow, that’s a relief. I said thank you and then we exchanged our numbers so that we can communicate easily.

I told Mayra and Shruti about this encounter. As expected, they are more than excited for me.

We talked and laughed until we were exhausted.

The next day, I got ready and do a little makeup as I was going to meet Karan today. And I don’t want him to think any low of me.

I reached the auditorium to report Mrs. Marwaha. When I called her, she looked worried and guilty somehow.

“What happened ma’am?” I asked.

She smiled lightly and squeezed my upper arm lightly. “Amayra, I know you are a talented girl and …” she was blabbering. Therefore, I knew something is not right.

So, I asked straightforwardly, “Ma’am, please tell me clearly whatever you want.”

Mrs. Marwaha exhales a long breath before opening her mouth to speak. “Amayra, Monica wants to replace you in stage coordination. I told her to do it with you, but she refused.

And you know who is she. Even the principal doesn’t have any say in this. So we have to remove you from this.”

Then she looked at me and said apologetically,” I hope you can understand?”

Monica!!! Again.

I don’t know what problem she has with me. I mean we were in the same school and since then she always tried to restrain me. What have I ever done to her?

But I always ignored her, because I never wanted to give her satisfaction by fighting with her. She can do whatever she wants with her fake booties.

But it still hurt when you can’t do your favorite work. So, I just smiled and nodded understandingly.

Ma’am looked at me and gave me encouraging smile by placing her left hand on my right cheek.

When I came outside the auditorium, I couldn’t smile anymore. As I was feeling a bit low. Then, I heard his voice.

He blocked my way “Amayra, hey.

Is everything okay?”

I looked at him.

“I was about to call you to know about it.” I didn’t let him finish his sentence.

“I am not coordinating the stage anymore. If you want to ask anything you can ask Mrs. Marwaha or Monica.” I said and left abruptly.

As I don’t want him to see my sad face. How could I let him see my sad face whom I want to impress?

So, I called my friends who were sitting outside the library. I went to them and told them everything.

They know bits about Monica. They start cursing her as she was their eternal enemy.

And the way Mayra was talking about her, was a bit funny and we all three started laughing.

I was laughing when I heard his voice again

“Hey!! m Karan. Remember the guy you asked for help.” He scratched his head.

I think he felt awkward. Well, it was as if I was laughing so loud.

ARGHH!! Why God why?? Whenever I do awkward things, he has to be there or I do all these things whenever he is present

“Mind if I join,” he asked and I looked at him and then at my friends.

They both nodded and then he and his friends sat beside us and introduced themselves.

His friend's name was Danish and Raunak. And they live in their apartments.

We all talked for some time. When Poorvi and Mayra left for dorms and Danish and Raunak also left

I and Karan were sitting alone on the stairs and talked more as I don’t want to go dorm yet.

He walks to my dorm. I was about to unlock the room when I felt him near me and my heart beats faster.

I turned to him and looked at his blue orbs.

I don’t know when we covered the distance between us and his lips were on me. It was my first kiss so I don’t know what to do.

He cupped my face with one hand and the other was around my waist and he pulled me further towards his body. His body was radiating heat which I was melting.

He was a foot taller than me. So, while kissing him I was on tiptoes and my arms were snaked around his neck. I did whatever my brain was telling me and that is the response.

I know I was awakening the hurricane between us when I kissed him. I was never kissed and I don’t know why I kissed him. It was like if I didn’t kiss him then maybe I died. He was like oxygen to me at that time.

My hands were around his neck and he snaked his arm around my waist as if I were a fragile doll that should be taken care of carefully when he cupped my face it was like he is not looking at my vulnerability but challenging my inner strength and biting at my lip was the start of it.

I moaned when he bit and inserted his tongue inside my mouth and kissed me harder. we were in our world when suddenly Mayra opened the door from inside.

She looked at us but I know she was shocked to see us kissing and when Karan will leave she will storm out with questions.

I looked at Karan. He was a bit uncomfortable. He looked at me and smiled. “Bye, see you tomorrow.” He said huskily.

I entered the room and looked at the room. As I turned Mayra grabbed my arm and almost drag me toward our bedrooms.

“So.... how was it?? “She asked almost dropping me on the bed.

I was smiling like an idiot. The grin on my face was giving them all the answers to their questions.

“It was awesome ... I guess.” I tried to stop smiling. “It was Perfect,” I told them grabbing the pillow under my hands.

They both were shouting excitedly.