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Chapter 5 - Completion of Selection

(To myself) 'Wait, what! This castle-type house is his'.

*A long silence with cold breeze blowing*.

'So you live in front of my house that means you are my neighbour!'

'Yes.' Rahul answered witha little smile in his face.

(To myself) 'Wow! Am I in some sort of fairytale? My one and only crush of 6 years of is now my neighbour. Looks like I am hallucinating!'

'Rinaa, Rinaa, RINAA!' Rahul called me.

(After coming back to my senses) 'Ohh, Yes! Yes! Sorry about that I am really surprised'.

'So, bye, See you tomorrow, my dear neighbour.' Rahul winked.

(To myself) 'What did I just saw he winked at me! It is not a dream!'

'Yesss! See you too!' I said with a wide smile.

I entered to my house and went straight to my room.

'This is not a dream! Wow, he is my neighbour! Huh! Anyways... Wait! What about my Hour glass.'

I took it out from my pocket of my skirt.

'So, it takes me back 30 minutes before, haaaaa!'

After sometime....

'Knock!knock!knock!' looks like mother is knocking at the door.

I opened my room-door.

'What happened?'

'A friend of yours has come to visit you.'

'Ritu?'

'No, his name is Bhaskar.'

'Bhaskar!'

I went downstairs.

'How did you know my address?'

'Idiot, don't you recognise me till now?' Bhaskar asked.

'What! You are the student of grade 9, section C. Of course, I know that.'

'I was also student of Aditya academy, your previous school. My previous title was Basu which was of my mother. But, last year my parents got divorced. Now, I am living with my father and my stepmom. Thus, now I took over the title of my father that is Chowdhury. Many things changed, right?'

'What! You were that small kid of 5 feet who used to tag along with me at everyplace with me covering his face with a mask!'

'Yes!'

'And now you are 5 feet 8 inch tall, so big and you have biceps too!'

'Yes!'

'What yes? Why didn't you tell me about it before?'

'How could I? We didn't meet for so many years, right? At first, I thought you would be able to recognise me, but I was wrong.'

'O-ohh, I am extremely sorry. I really didn't recognise you.'

(To myself) 'How will I be able to recognise you if have had sudden growth spurt and have muscles too? Even your voice is changed tooo!'

'How about having dinner with us too, Bhaskar?' my mother asked.

'No auntie, not today. I have some important amends to do after this. I have to leave. (To me) But anyways when will we start rehearsing?'

'O-ohh, don't worry about it. I will make a WhatsApp group tomorrow after selecting more five members. All the details will be given there.'

'I see. Ok, so see you tomorrow, my lady.'

(To myself) 'What the hell with this "my lady", again!'

'Y-yess.'

He left with a awkward silence behind.

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Next day.....

'Rinaaaaaaaa!' Ritu yelled.

'Whaat!'

'I want to join your team.'

'When did you learn singing and dancing?'

'At Karaoke.'

'Not possible!'

'Why?'

'Because I am searching for those who can actually sing and dance, not those who yell while singing to the point to destroy the sound setting of the mic or can break down the stage while dancing.'

'Please, I will do just fine if you give me instructions.'

'Ok! Let's see how you will do.'

'Are you for real?'

'Yes.'

'Yesssssss!'

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'Rina, I got for more candidates in line.'

'Who are they?'

'Isha from grade 8, section D; Natasha from grade 9, section F; Srijan from grade 9, section B; and Anuk from grade 7, section D. Should I ask them to come and meet you?'

'Tell.'

After calling them all.....

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'Sorry, we were late!' The all four came together.

'What are you good at, as an Idol?' I asked.

'I am good at playing guitar and singing', Isha told.

'I am good at western dance', Natasha answered.

'I am good at playing violin and about dancing...only a little bit,' Srijan replied.

'I am good at dancing mainly', Anuk replied.

'I see. I will recruit them in my team. But you all have to promise me that you all will work hard for this, okay? This competition is of international level.'

'Yesss!' the four simultaneously replied.

'Guys, come here, it's time to introduce yourselves to other members of our team.'

'Hi, I am Srijan. Nice to meet you all. I am a new member of your team.'

'I am Anuk.'

'And anything...else.' I asked with a awkward smile.

'No..'

'Where are others?'

'Those two will be absent for a week. They told us to inform you. One had to go to America for family matters and the other is suffering from allergy and fever. If the later recovers fast she will definitely come to school.'

'Oo, I see.'

A long silence proceeds after that....

'Bored?' asked Ritu.

'Yeah. Yesterday I wasn't able to have proper goodnight sleep thinking about on which song should we perform.'

'Today, we have P.E. class, right?'

'Yes!'

Suddenly my eye brightened up with someone's presence. Ritu noticed that and understood.

'Hey, what made you to come to school soo late? I thought you will be absent today?' asked Suheon.

'How can I be absent when the rehearsal will start from today?' Rahul said staring at me.

'What today?'

'Yes.. Yesterday Rina made a WhatsApp group named as ''School Idol Competition info''.'

'What , when?'

'Rina-di!' called Aisha

'Yes?' I answered.

'You forgot to add me in the group', Aisha said.

'Oh yeah! Adding you right away.'

'Today is P.E. class, do you remember all the exercises that he used to make us do?' asked Suheon.

'Yeah.'

'Students! Wear the P. E. dresses and follow me to the ground!'

'Yes, Sir...' everyone in the class replied in sleepy and bored voice.

After dressing up, we all went to the ground.

'Here is the list with whom you will be partnered with. I will go and check how many times you have all done in 10 minutes. One will do the exercise while the other will count how many times he or she does the sit-up.'

(To myself) 'Let's see who am I partnered with.'

'I am partnered with RAHUL!'

'Looks like we are in a team together.'

So, According to Sir, first exercise was 'Sit-up' as he explained the rules. One has to lie down and rise the upper body while his or her partner has to hold my feet tightly to the ground and then vice-versa. At first, I am doing the exercise and Rahul was holding my feet. Everytime my upper body rises, my face came close to his face. Each time we were coming closer. My heartbeat was increasing each time to the point that everybody will be able to hear it. His eyes were so beautiful and bright that I can even see my image in that reflection.

'Hey, you two, how many times did she do in 10 minutes? Did you counted that, Rahul?' teacher asked only to startle me bringing me back to sense.

'80 times.' He answered.

'What!' all the students shouted. 'Are you even a human?'

'Good Stamina, Huhhh! Keep it up'

(To myself) 'Did I really do so many times?'

He smirked and said, 'It's now my turn. You hold my feet.'

(To myself) 'What the hell happened to him? Did he drink alcohol before coming to school?'

As he was doing the excercise, each time whenever I was moving further away from his face, he was coming closer to me.

(To myself) 'Is he flirting with me or something? Hattt! Of course not. How is that even possible? I am so much ugly. My hair is so messy; I always wear glasses which makes me looks so bad. Everybody tells that.'

'Hey, heyyy!' Suheon called Ram in whisper.

'What?'

'Are they flirting with one another?'

'Pfft- the term "Rahul" and "Flirting" doesn't match each other at all.'

'Anyways, let's just take a picture. The picture of them will be good enough to tease Rahul afterward, right!.' said Suheon with a evil and giggly smile on his face.

While on the other corner....

Parbati (in her mind)- 'This evil, vicious women, how dare she flirt with him? He is mine, only mine. Even though at first he and I used to study in different school, our parents were acquainted with each other for so long. We know each other from childhood. And now, he transferred to this school this year. Obviously, nobody would understand him just as I do, right! I have to save my "love" from that scheming bitch!'

'Don't lose your temper here or else that face that you are showing on your face is enough for everyone to misunderstand you.' said Maya.

Character Description:

Maya is one of the greatest supporter of Parbati. Their fathers' businesses are related with each other. So, they are very good friends. After all, everything is about benefits.

'I have a good plan that can make her expelled from this school.'

(To be continued)

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