"Kalyani!" Sarita chided, looking horrified as well.
"His ego is bigger than the earth itself, so someone's gotta put him in his place." Kaly huffed looking nonchalant.
"I don't understand you sometimes, Kaly. Just a while ago, you were drooling all over his expensive shoes and now this?" Sarita looked confused.
"We're just like that." Kaly shrugged carelessly. "Now wait for it." She moved close to Sarita as Vikrant stalked towards them.
All Sarita could see was a drop dead gorgeous boy with blue eyes sauntering towards them. His hair was as black as night and reached his shirt collar which meant that it was long enough and needed to be cut, but Sarita thought that it made him look like an ancient warrior coming back from war... victorious.
Although, the look in his eyes right now bordered on irritation and mild amusement.
"I'm going to spank your ass one of these days, Yaya." His low voice watched over Sarita like rain after a long time of drought. "You're becoming very naughty."
Kalyani laughed and shot Sarita a 'didn't I tell you so' look then faced Vikrant.
"Haven't I warned you to stop calling me Yaya? My name is Kalyani." She reminded him. "Or maybe your brain cells are so fried from all the sex you've been having to remember that my name ends with NI and not YA. KALYANI."
"Cry me a river sweetheart." He rolled his eyes. "I won't stop calling you that." He walked away, whistling under his breath.
Kaly stomped her feet in frustration. He was so very annoying. Only if his father didn't love him so much, she'd have done everyone a favor by getting rid of him.
"Was he supposed to say that seeing as... you're his cousin?" Sarita winced.
Kalyani Singh and Vikrant Suryavanshi were related. He was her cousin and though they were of the same age but Kaly was three months older than he was which she never failed to remind him of. Vikrant's father had married Kalyani's fifth aunt Santhiya from her mother's side of the family, but the woman had died after giving birth to Vikrant due to complications during pregnancy.
"That's how we roll." Kaly quipped. "I insult him and he says something mean to annoy me then I report him to Michael."
"And... What does Michael do?"
"Nothing." Kaly replied. "He pretends to warn Vik and Vik pretends to be remorseful for a day but the next day, we're back at it again."
"I bet you enjoy pressing his buttons." Sarita said.
"I do." Kaly grinned.
"Even though he always has the last word?"
"Not every time." Kaly shook her head.
"If you say so." Sarita said.
"Hey babe." Kalyani's boyfriend, Michael Tanner pecked her from behind making her laugh.
"Boo boo, I missed you." Kaly cooed and rubbed her nose against his.
"You saw me yesterday." He chuckled.
"It feels like years." Kaly pouted.
"Hey Sarita." Michael greeted her.
"Hi." Sarita greeted back shyly. "Kaly, I'll see you later, yeah?"
"Okay." Kaly nodded.
"Bye Michael." Sarita waved and quickly walked away from the two before they'd start making out, making her uncomfortable.
GGH was an Indian-Cardenian school so it was no surprise that half of the students were Indians and the other half from Cardenia. Like Michael, whose father was the governor of the state.
Michael had been a playboy, just like Vikrant was, but after he met Kalyani at one of Vikrant's parties, he changed. Kalyani didn't give him the time of day but that didn't stop him from pursuing her until she finally gave in and now they were the kind of couple other students in a relationship wanted to be like.
Sarita wanted to be in a relationship like Kalyani's where she didn't have to second guess every action of her boyfriend or his words but all she could do right now and every other day was to wish.
*******
Sarita sat up in bed abruptly, confused as to why she'd had that weird dream. She hardly ever dreamed about boys fighting over her - that was all Kalyani - but surprisingly, she'd dreamt that Raj and Vikrant were fighting over her and all she could do was watch them.
She'd probably have enjoyed it more if they'd not been trying to pull her arms out of their sockets until it became unbearable and then she screamed and woke up.
"Oh goddess, it was just a dream." She tucked her hair behind her ear. "A very weird one but one I wouldn't mind being a reality."
She picked up her phone from her bedside table, powered it on and immediately it finished booting, she got multiple messages from Kalyani which surprised her. It was 3am but she called Kaly anyway. Kalyani answered on the third ring.
"Oh,it's good you called! I had a very interesting/disturbing dream about you, Rita." Kaly didn't beat around the bush.
"Really?" Sarita sat up straight. "What was it about?"
"We were in school, in the cafeteria eating and talking to Mike... Well I was talking to Mike and you were just... Anyway, Vikrant and Raj walked in, yelling at each other and then they came over to ask you who you liked the most."
Sarita's dream had not started that way but it didn't matter. Kalyani had the same dream that she did… which meant that it was likely to come true.
"My dream didn't start that way." Sarita told her. "But... they started pulling my arms, right?"
"Yes, and from the look on your face, it seemed as if they were going to pull them out of their sockets." Kaly answered. "They were so aggressive and then you screamed and I woke up."
"I'm confused, Kaly." Sarita said. "Vikrant Suryavanshi will like me?"
"Obvi." Kaly said.
"I don't want him to." Sarita huffed.
"Because you only like Raj?" Kaly asked. "Come off it and be honest with yourself, Rita. You know very well Raj has loved Divya for as long as you've had a crush on him. He's blinded to her faults and doesn't see anyone else."
Sarita knew that but her heart didn't want to hear another boy's name except Raj - if it were possible for hearts to have ears - but hers did and it only wanted Raj.
"I know that Kaly, but..." She sighed in defeat.
"The heart wants what it wants." Kaly completed her unsaid statement.
"I'm afraid so."
"If my memory serves me right, your dreams come true, Rita." Kaly reminded her. "Remember the time you told me that Sam was going to hurt herself with those deadly heels of hers that she wore last year and it happened?"
"Yes, but this one won't." She said, deadpan. "It's absurd. We're talking about Vikrant Suryavanshi here, Kaly, not just any boy."
Kaly sighed. "He's still a boy either way, Rita. Flesh and blood with a beating heart. His heart is not made of stone as everyone thinks." Kaly assured her. "He's stupid every time, obnoxious and has the dirtiest mind ever known to man but underneath all that, he's a softie."
"You'll say that because you're his cousin." Sarita griped.
"Maybe, but it's the truth."
"It won't happen, Kaly." Sarita reiterated.
She found it rather ridiculous and a little funny that she'd not been able to capture the attention of Rajveer Chaturvedi for three years and in one night, dreamt of a fight between two friends because of her.
Vikrant Suryavanshi was going to like her. It wasn't only ridiculous but completely insane!
"Wanna bet?" Kaly teased.
"No." She mumbled. "You always win."
Kalyani laughed. "Very true." She agreed. "Don't think too much about it, okay?"
"Sure." Sarita said. She won't even give it a second thought.
"Laters baby."
Sarita chuckled. "Laters boo." She hung up, sighed and set her phone down on her bedside table. She made herself comfortable again then forced herself to close her eyes and not think of anything but as she began to drift off, a gorgeous face with blue eyes flashed through her mind which made her sigh and then she knew no more.
Sarita woke up later that morning and realized that despite her scream, her parents didn't wake up to find out what was going on and then she remembered that they were heavy sleepers. Even if the earth was shaking, they'd never wake up. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She rotated her arms and felt the pain which made her frown. "Very funny." She muttered under her breath. She'd probably overworked her arms during gym class yesterday and the pain wasn't due to the yanking her arms had been subjected to in her dream. After her shower, she put on her uniform sans jacket since it seemed as if it was going to be a hot day and sat at her reading table to read for the history pop quiz she knew they'd have that day because the history teacher Mr Bradley was predictable like that. She tried hard to read but she couldn't concentrate as her mind decided to take a trip down memory lane which was early this morning about the dream. She found it absurd that Vikran
Sarita gasped. "That is very very bad." She reprimanded him. "I was looking for her password." He said. "It's nice to finally meet you, Anushka." He held out his hand to her. Sarita stared at his hand in awe then she looked at his face before she shook his hand shyly. She gasped when she felt a tingling sensation run up her arm and she quickly withdrew her hand from his. "Um... It's nice finally meeting you too, Vikrant Suryavanshi." She smiled. "I'll call you Anu from now on, okay? It's Anu for me and only me." He informed her. "Um... Okay." Sarita blushed harder, if it were possible. "You can call me Mayank. Only my dad calls me Mayank, seeing as he's also Vikrant. I don't want you to call me what others call me." He told her. "If you call me Vikrant, I won't answer you." "Why not? It's your name, is it not?" She angled her head to study his face. "Yes, but I don't want you to call me Vikrant." He reiterated. "Like we're friends?" She wondered. "Yes." He nodded. "Okay."
"Is that possible?" Sarita was stunned. "There is not one soul on this earth that does not lie.""Not Vikrant." Kaly's grin widened."I don't believe you." Her eyes narrowed. "Don't ask him.""You know I will." Kaly winked.Sarita knew she couldn't talk her friend out of it so she gave up. "Just don't tell me what he says."Kaly stared at her friend. "You're so..." She paused. "Grrr!" She bared her teeth.Sarita laughed. "You love me anyway." She smiled cheekily at her."Unfortunately." Kaly mumbled.*******Kalyani's smile widened as Vikrant grudgingly sat down in front of his laptop with a death glare directed at her but she wasn't intimidated. He refused to pick her calls so she'd decided to do a video call."If you'd only picked my calls then I wouldn't have to see your ugly face." She told him. "So deal with it.""This better be important." He growled. He'd had to pause his video game to answer her summons. If he didn't, she'd never let him hear the last of it. Her sister was now
Sarita stood by her locker, deep in thought, staring at the picture of Rajveer that she'd pasted on the door of her locker and didn't notice Vikrant standing behind her. "Boo!" He yelled in her ear. "Goddess!" She jumped and slammed her locker door shut in fright, only for it to catch her pinky finger and she yelped. "I'm so sorry." He apologized. "Let me see." He took her hand in his to examine it. Her finger was red and it was bleeding from the cut she'd sustained. "It's... It's fine." She muttered and withdrew her hand. "Don't be silly." He chided and took her hand again, firmly this time in his. "I know it hurts like a bitch so it's not fine." Then he surprised her by putting her finger in his mouth. Sarita gasped and with wide eyes, looked around and saw students staring at her then at Vikrant in horror. "What... What are you doing, Mayank?" She whispered, tugging at her hand. "Stop." Vikrant didn't release her hand until he wanted to and even then, he still held on a lit
He shouldn't want to be with her every time but he couldn't help himself. He knew she probably had a crush on his best friend but he didn't want to care. Girls only wanted two things from him; money and sex and he was tired of being seen as a walking dollar sign. He wanted something different and Sarita was different. Sarita was a fast learner as she immediately played the tune he'd taught her not even a minute ago and got it right. She smiled big at him after she was done and he fought the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her. "You're so fucked, Suryavanshi." He thought grimly. "About the concert thing... you're not lying to me, are you, Mayank?" She asked. "I mean..." "I don't lie." He cut her off. "I'd show it to you but the pictures are on my laptop. I lost my phone at that same concert but I was able to get everything back." "And the only way to see these pictures is... how exactly?" "Will you be at my party this Saturday? I could show you." He said. "I don't like
A knock on Vikrant's bedroom door brought him out of his reverie and he got out of bed, padded barefoot to the door and opened it."Hey son." It was his father."Hey dad." He left the door open and walked back into the room. "When did you get back?""A little while ago." Rohan Suryavanshi had named his son after him and not to confuse anyone else about the names, decided to use his middle name which was Rohan after his son was born. "How are you?"Vikrant plopped down on the sofa in front of his bed with a sigh. "I'm fine dad.""Are you really?" Rohan arched a brow as he settled down on the wingback chair facing the floor to ceiling window."To be honest, I don't know." Vikrant replied. "I'm bored out of my mind and I have a thousand and one things on my mind.""Like what? It helps to talk about whatever is on your mind." His father offered."I'm sure you have something more important to do than listen to me talk.""Son...""I am not accusing you of anything dad." Vikrant was quick to
"It's Mayank's birthday today?" Sarita asked Kalyani as they passed by Vikrant's locker and saw the gifts piled up in front of the door."Tomorrow." Kaly replied. She stopped in front of the pile, took out a brown envelope from her backpack, opened it and pulled out a blown up picture. "Hey guys!" She called the attention of the students."What are you doing?" Sarita questioned."This is me saying a happy happy birthday to my dear cousin Vikrant Suryavanshi!" She turned then proceeded to paste the blown up picture on his locker door."Oh my gosh!" Girls screamed when they saw what it was. It was a baby picture of Vikrant being bathed by Kalyani's mother and he was making funny faces at her. He couldn't have been more than two or three years old.Sarita was pushed around as the students tried to get closer to the picture but Kalyani warded them off. She wanted Vikrant to see this and know that, although her revenge was childish but she got it anyway."He's going to be raving mad once h
"So, you're not having a random party this time." Sarita said. "It's your birthday tomorrow. Why didn't you tell me?"Vikrant shrugged. "It didn't come up in our conversations.""You invited me to it but you didn't say it was your birthday." She said in an accusing tone. "I don't think I have the time to get you a present now.""Your presence at my party would be a better present." He said."Are you always this smooth, Mr Suryavanshi?" She teased.Vikrant laughed. "Is it working?""You'll have to be more convincing than that." Sarita grinned."You'll be at my party tomorrow." He told her."Overconfident?" She arched her brow."Not really." He said. "But it's something I know. Here we are." He stopped in front of room 202."Mrs Newton will be so mad." Sarita muttered as she peered into the class through the glass. "She hates tardy students.""I'll talk to her." He knocked on the door before Sarita could stop him and opened the door.Twenty something pairs of eyes turned to look at him