I was very confused seeing their was an hour glass under my pillow.
(To myself) 'Wait, what! There is the exact date day written on one of the end of the hour glass on which day i died in that plane accident. That means all those that happened are not a dream! That happened for real. I travelled back to the past! I thought this only happens in fairytale books. This happens in reality too!'
Their was an instruction note too. It was written-
"Turn the hour glass to make better future. If failed you have to give a huge price for it."
- Shaman
(In whisper) 'That means this will help me to change the future. This will help me to save those innocent people. And what about the person who told me- I love you-;my crush. I can finally reunite with him tooooooo'.
'Arghhhh, what happened Rina? What are you bubbling? Go to sleep now. Your school reopening tomorrow after two months of break right. You will be officially in grade 9. You have to go to school tomorrow. Don't you remember? Come here, sleep beside me' said my mother.
'Ok'
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A new morning came. Got ready for school and went down to eat breakfast. However, again the same morning like the very day of accident though. My mother in the kitchen making the breakfast ready and my father sitting on the other end of the table hiding behind the newspaper.
But, this time no matter what I will change the future.
'Goodmorning, Papa'.
'Goodmorning. I heard from the teacher that you invested your time more in gossiping with your friends rather than listening to the teacher in the class in grade 8. Maybe, that was the reason why your marks are so low this time. Be attentive in grade 9'.
'I-'
' Remember to always follow the words that teacher is telling about that topic. Remember you have to do well in 10th and 12th board exam so you can apply for better college for better future'.
'Yes, Father'.
I finished my breakfast and went out for school.
Someone suddenly jumped over my back. ' Hey, how was your two months break? Did you completed all those holiday homeworks? Or did you spy on Rahul, the whole vacation?(In whisper)'
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Character Descriptions:
1) The one who jumped over my back is my best friend Ritu jaswal. She is one of the greatest supporter in my life. When I am down or I need help, she is the only one whom I get by my side. I always topped the class. I helped her in her studies. She is very beautiful too with long brown hair with a skin tone of the colour of milk coffee. She has a pink heart-shaped lips with a small nose and bunny green eyes. She is one of the greatest friend in my world after my mother.
2) Rahul Gregor is a new transfer student of my previous school on whom I had a crush for about 6 years. He is an another topper with whom I am competing currently on who gets better marks. He has Dark brown hair with milk chocolate skin tone and golden eyes with long nose bridge brown thin lips. Awwwwww- He is really so handsome.
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'Just now he entered the gate of the school- Aakash Academy'....
Right now, we are in grade 9 section A. We two entered the class room. Luckily, we were in same section.
Rahul was of the same section as me; so he was my classmate.
Rahul was sitting in the last bench corner. He looked at me and I looked at him.
(To myself) 'We made eye contact, yesssss. My heart, please stop beating so fast, everybody will hear it'.
Our bench position used to change after every year. So did our benchmate. Last year, my best friend and I were benchmates. The template of the position was stuck on the board.
'No my shaila, my bestie, my Ritu we can't get separated like this'.
'Rina, my Jack don't go away from me. We will be able to see the sunshine. Don't go away.' - Ritu
The student sitting in the middle of us in the middle row was too stunned to speak.
'Students, Get back to your mentioned seat' said by our homeroom teacher.
My seat number is 24.
'Which is my bench to sit.....I found-'
So, my benchmate was Rahul....
My bestie from the second bench in first column showing in sign language - ' You can do it, you can do it'
'Seriously I am really dead seeing his handsomeness. If he looks at me the second time my nose will start to bleed', said by me in sign language to best friend.
Thank God, that he had been putting his head down. I was sure I would become a nuisance to him if he saw my expression or even my face then.
I just sat quietly beside him without making much noise. Maybe, he was tired very much for something.
While I was taking out books from my bagpack, suddenly he rotated his head to my direction and looked at me. I looked back at him unintentionally.
The time stopped for me as if we are the only people in the class room.
'So, students-'
I literally jumped on the bench making me come to my senses and my cheeks turned to red like roses upon realising.
'I will be your new homeroom teacher. My name is Marina Singh. I hope you all know me. I will also be your Maths teacher this year like the previous year. Listen students, it is time to get setious. These four years; from grade 9 to 12; is very important time for building up our career. So, be attentive and be good and try to do well in exam. If you have any doubt please don't hesitate to ask the respective teachers.' said our teacher.
Whatever it was, this time I decided one thing. I want to be a pilot in the future.
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Physics class started.
But, Rahul remained in that same position i.e. his head on his crossed arms on the table.
The teacher became angry and threw a chalk at his head.
He still was ignorant of it .
'Rina, wake him up. Is my class a children's play? Is my time worthless? Really, today's kids are too much spoiled', said the teacher.
'Ra-'
He sprang up.
'Say, What is meant by momentum?' asked by teacher.
He stood up but was silent.
In a sticky note, I wrote the defination and kept it on his desk.
'Momentum is the measure of the object's mass in motion. It is the product of the mass of the object and it's velocity', answered by him after seeing the note.
'Aa..aa ok ok, sit down'
The bell rang and the class ended.
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'Thank you', a low voice came from my side and then he went to play basketball as it was games class then.
I was unable to hide my feelings anymore only to hide my face by putting my head down on the table making a sound 'Bang' on the table.
(To be continued)