'And you know what! The words that you launched at me, right now, proved your level compared to mine! Don't worry, I recorded all of your words here in my phone through this chip! Destroy this chip, doesn't matters because it already got stored in my backup phone'.
The fear and anger was clear in Parbati's face.
'It now becomes my jackpot which proves how goodddd you are!'
(To myself) 'Wait, I felt like someone watching me!'
I looked here and there, but there was no one suspicious.
'Today I let you go, but there will be no next time', I said.
(To myself) 'Today was the best day ever. I was able to confront Parbati for the first time!'
Suddenly, I bumped into someone's back.
'I am so-'
'Are you ok? You aren't hurt, right?'
(To myself) 'Who is this? I haven't seen anyone like him here on 4th floor. White hair, dark violet eyes with big lashes, long nose bridge ,milky white skin tone with good physique and visual! If he can be a part of the group that I am making for that very idol competition, that would be great!'
'What is your name? Do you have any interest in singing and dancing?', I asked enthusiastically.
'U-uh, I, what?', he asked in a confused look.
(To myself) 'Oh Shit! Looks like I startled him.'
'Sorry, extremely sorry. Actually I was given the task of making a group or a team for school idol completion which will be held after 3 months according to the poster. So, I was searching for good candidates for being our member of the group. Your visuals and physique are really purrrfect! So, I wanted to ask if you are interested in being one of the 1st member of my group. Again, I am extremely sorry for startling you'.
(To myself) 'Looks I really blurred all out. Sooo shameful.'
'Pfft- My name is Bhaskar Chowdhury from grade 9, section C. I am good at singing but mid in dancing, maybecome better if I practice. Can I join your group, my lady?'
(To myself) 'My lady? Huh!
'Sure, why not?', I replied.
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(Later, in the class)
(To myself) 'Ohhh! Finally it is lunch break! Let's see what mother gave me for tiffin today.'
'Uu- can I join your group too? I heard you are given task of making a group of 13 members for the school idol competition. Can I be a member of that too?'
(To myself) 'Soo beautiful, soo adorable. Her face is so small with bunny eyes. Her voice is also so soft, smooth. Purrrfect!'
'Who are you? What is your name?', I asked.
'My name is Aisha Debnath from grade 8, section A', she answered.
'What are you good at?'
'Wait, Can I join too?' Ram and Suheon simultaneously interrupted our conversation.
'Me too, I want to join too', Rahul said.
'What, you are going tooo? What! Our cold king with grumpy expression is going to join tooo!' said Suheon with excitement.
'Wait, wait, let me right all the names? What are you all good at?'
'We can rap', said Ram and Suheon again simultaneously.
'I am good at dancing', answered Aisha.
'I can both sing and dance', a deep voice came along with all others. That is of course Rahul's.
'So now our group have 6 members including me, I need more 7', I said by sighing.
'Six? there are 5 members present here. Who is the other lucky guy?' asked Ram.
'Well, he is the 1st chosen by me. We just met on the hallway. He was a transfer student too (later heard) so that is why it was our first meeting. His name is Bhaskar. He is from grade 9, section C. He is polite and friendly, you may like him.
'What, who? Bhaskar transferred here too?' Rahul got agitated and surprised.
'Do you somehow know him?' I asked.
'U-uh sorry, nothing,' he murmured.
(To myself) 'He seemed a little agitated tho!'
'Then who will be the other 5 members?' asked Aisha.
'Slamm!'
Someone shuttered the door open.
'I heard you are the one given the task of choosing your teammates for school Idol competition!'
(To myself) 'Ooho! So, Parbati has the guts to come here again.'
'Well, yes'.
'I want to join too.'
'And why will I let you?'
'Of course, because I have the ability to dance and sing maybe even better than you. I am a better person to become the leader of the group'.
'Ooo! I see... Well you can surely join the group after all I am kind-hearted right!'
Parbati's face turned blue.
(To myself) 'Looks like I scared this little rat a bit too much.
'Anyways, go back to your class Aisha and all of you go back to your respective places. The tiffin period is about to end.'
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The school bell rang.
'All of you complete the homework as soon as possible...blah blah blah....', and the teacher keeps yelling at us about it.
(To myself) 'Finally, the class ended and now I can go home and then to my room and then to my bed...I am so sleepy.'
'So what are you going to do now after school?' Rahul asked.
'Have an afternoon nap, maybe'.
Suddenly,
'Rina, do you remember me?' Bhaskar jumped from back out of nowhere.
'When did you come here? Can't you just come to me normally? Man, you startled me.'
(To myself) 'Why am I feeling something is burning behind me?'
I turned back only to see Rahul was grumping over something I don't know.
'How about going to the home together?' asked Rahul.
(To myself) 'What is he asking me for a date? Wait, he is just asking me to go home together AS A FRIEND. Don't overthink! Wait!'
'Isn't our house in full opposite direction of mine?'
'Who told you that?'
'I saw you coming from the opposite direction.'
'So, you noticed me that day'. Rahul looked at me with face and one brow-lifted.
(To myself) 'Should I just take a quick pic of him? So handsome! So seductive!'
'No, I just came back from my aunt's house directly that day,' Rahul said.
'Where do you live now?' I asked.
'You will find it once you step out of the school with me.'
'What about me?' Bhaskar asked.
(To himself) 'Ahh! My eyes! Don't look at me with those puppy eyes!'
'You will return to your home'.
Rahul smirked at him suddenly while Bhaskar looked at him with angry eyes.
Suddenly, Bhaskar came close to my face.
'So, my lady, please remember to send me the details and the date when the rehearsal will start.'
'Ok'.
(To myself) 'Now, Bhaskar smirked at him and Rahul is angry at him. What the hell is going on between these two!'
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Finally, I left the school. But, someone was still staring at me at my back who is none other than Rahul.
I stopped.
'Rahul, is your house really along this way? I meant I am not causing you any burden, right?'
'Of course, not.'
'Huff...! Anyways! I didn't know you could sing and dance! From when are you learning those?'
'From childhood. My mom is a western dancer, model and an actress. While my father is a Singer.'
'Wow, then your house is really lively, right!'
'Lively, yeah maybe!' Rahul said it in a frowned face.
(To myself) 'What happened to him? Did I hurt his soft point, somehow?'
'I am sorry it looks like I shouldn't have talked about that.'
'No-no it's ok'.
'Looks like reached my house gate, bye, see you tomorrow. Wait, where's yours?' I asked.
'I reached my house too', Rahul answered.
'Wher?'
'Here, in front of yours!'
'What! (To myself) This castle-type house is his!'
(To be continued)