chapter 37

[ Aru's p.o.v]        Morning practicals are worse. Imagine getting all ready and going to college to connect some dozen wires to light a smaller than your ring finger bulb? It's annoying. What's more annoying is it not glowing even after changing the connections a million times. Today's practical had me complaining throughout it but luckily my lab partner is my friend, Neeta and she joins me complaining rather than getting annoyed by my complaints.      I was simply spining the wires while sneaking glances at the opposite lab for a familiar face . In my defence it was an involuntary action my excuse being there's nothing better to do until you get sign on your journal and also she was across the room opposite of me behind the glass . Basically we sat opposite to each other if not for the thick glass dividing us and the two computers in between. Our batches are different but labs are one, just divided.      I have been keeping an eye on her ever since I entered and girl hasn't spared me a single glance. She acts as if the glass is opaque. So she's still not over yesterday. Fine then. Keep sulking. I can ignore better. I get back to talking to the girl besides me entertaining myself with her overflowing knowledge about the subject I had zero love for.     The practicals got over and I hurried to pack my bag . " What's the rush for?" , Neeta asked as she continued her snail's tasks. "Nothing. Just want to go home. "  , I replied. Right, what was I in so much hurry for ? I don't know ? Maybe mom made puran poli today. Who knows? " You ain't sitting for lectures?" , she was surprised I can say.  I shook my head. " Not really feeling that good. " " I should go check the sun . It surely did rise from West today. "  " Sun doesn't-"" Don't !" I laughed it off while clinging to her arm.     Neeta ain't the type who appreciates skinships but doesn't complain either. She knows I have the habit of holding hands with the person I am walking with and usually it's Malini who shares the habit in her absence poor Neeta is my victim. " Isn't Malini done?", I ask her and she peeps over. "Doesn't look like . She'll take a while. Let's go back first. " I use the excuse to sneak a glance at Vibha. She's done. She's just packing her bag. Perhaps I can try talking to her. She doesn't look in good mood though. Her stern ice face is kind of scary.     " Let's go.", Neeta drags me out before teacher comes to shoo us out. I was still playing around with her watch when I felt someone walk from between us and Neeta almost threw me aside letting the girl storm off. She did it on purpose. " What's with her? ", Neeta asked . " Why would I know?" " Aren't you two friends these days?", Neeta asked and I just shrugged it off. Friends? I don't know what we are. Friends it is I guess. ' So be my girlfriend.' , that voice suddenly echoed in my head and I felt my muscles tensing up. Neeta gave me a questioning look. I must have reacted too much for her to notice as well. Though she kept her remarks to herself.        At the corner of the entrance gate Vibha stood leaning against the wall talking to a girl who I recognise to be her friend from the one time I crashed into her. She wasn't particularly involved in conversation but hadn't noticed me yet , or so I assume. Her mere presence made every nerve in my body nervous. Her friend bid goodbye and left . She was about to leave when her gaze landed on me. She gave me a brief look but walked away without a word. Okay, why is her anger so scary?      Neeta stared back and forth and raised her eyebrow at me. " What?"" Whatever." I am glad she ain't stressing it. I am in no mood to explain why I got my ' friend ' mad .    We split ways at the main gate and I tried to hurry up. I am sure even if she is angry she won't sprint to her home. I can for sure catch up. I saw her dwaddling her way back kicking pebbles. I am skipping lectures for her, she better not give me her attitude. I muster my courage and walk upto her .      My steps falter as I walk beside her . She had to have noticed me by now but girl acts as if I don't exist. This is annoying. " Vibha." No response. " Vibhavari. ", why calling her full name feels so weird. My stomach did a flip in that single word. I stood nervous and girl just walked ahead as if were born deaf. Now she's really going to do this? Fine continue. I won't bother! I increase my pace and purposely overtake her. Keep sulking! I don't care. I can ignore you too![ Vibha's p.o.v ]    Ignoring her has been a task more torturing than I imagined it to be . Especially when she sat right in front of me and I had caught her stealing glances at me then trying to make conversations with other people while still looking for me. She came to talk to me, I can tell, the way she was so nervous. Damn it was cute, if not I felt bad for her. But she did that to herself. Who told her to reject me?       The way she called me by my full name, it made me want to just trap her in between my arms and stare at her until she just melts.  The way she gets nervous, flustered all aggressive defensive whenever I tease her or just turn cold. It does things to me I can't explain. I love it when she turns nervous. I wish I could watch her shy face all the time, that gives a different kind of satisfaction. I just want to cage her in my arms forever. Imagine her getting shy and admitting she loves me. She can't face me anymore with her cheeks all Tomato red and just hides herself in my embrace. Oh goshh!!! What am I even thinking???!!!!    " What are you even thinking?"