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Chapter 1 ♪⋆. ݁˖°

The early morning was like any other morning at S.S. Academy. Some students sat peacefully in their classrooms enjoying the time before the assembly started, some talked between themselves in groups, some revised for the class test while the other roamed the hallways and caused mischief and chaos.

Among them was Ishira Maity, who sat next to Nyra Sharma and Amaira Desai, her bestfriends, as they talked.

"Bhaii, Aaj fir Economics ka lecture hai !!", Amaira said dramatically as she fake cried.

"I know. Pata nai how will I survive it.", Nyra said with a tired sigh.

"Bhaii, ek to Economics ke sir bhi oggy and the cockroaches ke cockroach jese dekhte hai. Dekhte hi padhne ka mood nai hota !!", Ishira said as she leaned her head on her arms to which the other two laughed.

"Baat to sahi hai. Vo jo cockroach tha jo haatho ko hila ke ped ugata tha bilkul vese lagte haii!!", Amaira agreed trying to control her laugh.

"Ek Economic eklouta subject hoga jisme ye topper ma'am ke bhi kam marks aate hai !!", Nyra said through her giggles.

"Bhaii, puch mat!!", Ishira said as she held up her hand dramatically.

"Lekin Aarvyn to usme bhi top karta hai.", Aariv Mehra said from behind to tease Ishira.

"Vo exceptional case hai. Aur to jaan buchke Ira ko pareshan mat kar.", Amaira said while Ishira glared at him.

"Sach to bola maine.", he said as he shrugged his shoulders.

"To jaa uske pass !! Bestfriend haina vo teraa !!", Ishira snapped at him.

"I was just kidding, yaar !!", he smiled.

"Mere liye to tu hi best hai !!", he dramatically added to which Ishira rolled her eyes.

"Aaj ka drama ho gaya?? Maine kuch miss kiya kya?!", Revaan Kapoor said he kept his bag beside Aariv's.

"Inka drama ?? aur khatam ho jae, iss jaanam me to kya saat janamo me bhi possible nai hai !!", Nyra laughed.

"Humara bol inka nai !! Tu bhi to karti hai drame !!", Amaira exclaimed as she rolled her eyes.

"Uss ke drame mai sambhal leta hu. Tum teeno ka kya ?!", Revaan raised his eyebrows.

"Aree tumhe kya pata kitni ladkiya marti hai mujhpe !! ", Aariv said dramatically.

"Nai pata hume. Kyuki terepe koi nai marta hai sab delusions hai tere !!", Ishira said as Amaira hit him on the head.

"Abee sachii !!", He said trying to convince the two girls.

The noise in the class died down to hussed whispers as assembly was announced. The students began to make their way towards the ground where the assembly was held.

Aariv and Revaan walked ahead while the girls talked in hushed whispers towards the stairs.

"Walk in a single line. Hands at the back.", said Aarvyn Adroja.

He stood by the stairs, hands locked behind his back, uniform tidy and posture confident- Typical head boy behaviour.

Ishira rolled her eyes as she walked past him followed by Nyra and Amaira.

The girls quickly dashed to the ground and stood in the girl's queue.

The assembly started when Aarvyn stepped up to the mic.

His voice calm with practiced ease," Good morning, everyone. Please join your hands, close your eyes and be ready for the prayer."

He stepped back as the soft tune of the prayer started playing which soon faded and the thought of the day was announced.

"Ye roz roz gyaan dene kyu aa jate hai ye log !!", Ishira mumbled.

"Sach me. Koi dyaan bhi nai deta uspe !!", Amaira huffed from behind her.

"Chupp !! Shanti rakho dono. Suno facts bata rahe hai.", Nyra said trying to fake a serious face.

"Aur ye facts kaha kaam aayenge?!", Amaira questioned with a huff.

"Bhaii, tujhe nai pata ?! Humko Employment nai milegi agar ye facts nai pata honge to !!", Ishira answered dramatically.

"Vahi to-", Nyra agreed with a nod before being stopped mid sentence.

"QUIET!!", a teacher yelled from behind causing the girls to quickly focus on the news of the day.

The assembly ended quickly with the national anthem and the students started to make their way back to the class in a queue.

"Everyone will take your bags and stand on one side.", their class teacher instructed.

After entering the class, everyone went and stood on one side with their bags, as they were instructed.

Today was the day, dreaded by everyone. The students were supposed to get their seats assigned today.

Normally, this would be done at the start of the academic year within a month or so but as the previous seat arrangement didn't really stop much of the chaos. Thus, the positions will be reshuffled.

Though, it wouldn't be much of a problem as their class teacher was supposed to arrange them and her being the supportive teacher she is will most probably would not make it that hard.

Ishira stood with Nyra and Amaira, fingers locked praying for a miracle to end up sitting with either Nyra or Amaira.

Because unlike Aariv, who was a social butterfly, she struggled to befriend new people.

Nyra was someone who could initiate small conversations while Amaira could easily blend in with everyone.

Ishira looked up when she heard Aariv's name being announced," Aariv Mehra and Shivansh Mehta. first row, second bench."

Aariv went and sat in the designated position along with another guy, who might be his benchmate, Shivansh Mehta.

"Ishira Maity and Tvesha Parmar. first row,third bench.", Ishira made her way towards the mentioned position as she thanked the god that at least Aariv was around.

She settled down on the bench and was greeted with her smiling benchmate,Tvesha Parmar.

"Hii !! I don't think we have talked at all other than less. I'm Tvesha.", she said with a bright smile.

"I'm Ishira.", Ishira replied with a smile of her own.

"I know... Class topper, right?! Aarvyn's rival.", Tvesha grinned.

"You could say that...", Ishira replied awkwardly.

"Yeah-", Tvesha's sentence was left hanging when the teacher announced the next arrangment.

"Aarvyn Adroja and Viaan Sheth. First row, fourth bench.", Ishira's eyes widened as she realised the mentioned position was just behind hers.

'ho gaya satyanash!! Bhagwan ji, aapko subha se mai hi mili thi kya ?!', she thought while she held her head in her hands.

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