Sarita gasped. "That is very very bad." She reprimanded him.
"I was looking for her password." He said. "It's nice to finally meet you, Anushka." He held out his hand to her.
Sarita stared at his hand in awe then she looked at his face before she shook his hand shyly. She gasped when she felt a tingling sensation run up her arm and she quickly withdrew her hand from his.
"Um... It's nice finally meeting you too, Vikrant Suryavanshi." She smiled.
"I'll call you Anu from now on, okay? It's Anu for me and only me." He informed her.
"Um... Okay." Sarita blushed harder, if it were possible.
"You can call me Mayank. Only my dad calls me Mayank, seeing as he's also Vikrant. I don't want you to call me what others call me." He told her. "If you call me Vikrant, I won't answer you."
"Why not? It's your name, is it not?" She angled her head to study his face.
"Yes, but I don't want you to call me Vikrant." He reiterated.
"Like we're friends?" She wondered.
"Yes." He nodded.
"Okay." She nodded.
She wanted to slap herself to see if she was probably dreaming but she refrained from doing so. She couldn't believe she was talking to Vikrant Suryavanshi! The object of every girl's desire. Minus her of course. He was so nice too.
"I'm anything but nice, Anu." He told her as if reading her mind. "I am very mean." He eyed her over. "You're just... Special."
Sarita felt as if she'd faint when she heard that. No boy had ever called her special even though he was just meeting her. And here she was, speaking negatively about herself this morning.
"You're drooling." Vikrant's amused voice brought her out of her reverie.
Sarita gasped and quickly checked her mouth then she narrowed her eyes at him which made him chuckle. "I don't drool." She muttered.
"Let's get started." He smirked at her.
"Um... You know I can't learn it in one day right?" Sarita inquired.
"I'm sure I'll have something you can help me with later. Sit." He ordered.
"So bossy." She pouted but did as he said.
"You've not seen anything yet." He said.
After the violin lesson, the bell rang for the end of lunch which made her sad because she'd been enjoying the lesson. He'd been very patient with her even when she'd almost poked his eye out with the bow.
She had history class but he wasn't letting her leave and she didn't want to hurt his feelings by rushing off.
"So... Can I have your phone number?" He asked.
"Sure." She was surprised but elated that he wanted her number. Even if he wasn't going to call her after school hours or anything like that.
Vikrant brought out his phone and handed it to her after he unlocked it so she could type her number in and saved it when she returned the phone to him.
"What are you having now?" He asked.
"History."
"Ah, Mr Bradley." He nodded. "Pop quiz? It's Wednesday."
"Yes. How do you know?"
"Everyone knows Mr Bradley and his Wednesday pop quizzes." He said. "Guess I'll see you around."
"See you." Sarita waved and quickly left.
She got to her history class and was happy that Bradley was not yet in but immediately she took her seat, he walked in and ordered everyone to put their phones on silent and into the basket on his table which made them groan but they did as he said.
After school, Sarita waited for Kaly by their lockers and she showed up. She was holding a red lollipop which she stuck into her mouth immediately she got the wrapper off.
"Babe, is it true you talked to Vikrant today?" Kaly asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Was he mean to you?" Kaly demanded. "If he was, tell me so I can go beat his stupid ass."
Sarita chuckled. "No, he was actually very nice to me. He taught me how to play the violin, called me his friend and said he'd be the only one to call me Anushka."
Kaly's eyes widened. "What? How did he know your middle name?" Kaly questioned. "No one else apart from me and your family knows it."
"He might have... read your diary?" Sarita replied in a small voice.
"What?!" She exclaimed. "Oh, that boy is so dead!"
"Please don't tell him I told you. I don't want him to get mad at me." Sarita pleaded.
Kaly sighed. "Okay." She nodded. "So, do you like him?" She winked at Sarita.
"Like him? But I just met him." Sarita frowned. Surely, there was a time limit for realizing that you liked someone whom you met not quite long. Maybe a month or two? Certainly not after meeting the person for a few minutes.
Kalyani rolled her eyes. "BS! So? You've never actually talked to Raj except that one time and you fell for him." She said,
Sarita sighed. Kalyani Singh could try the patience of a saint. "I didn't fall for Raj, Kaly. Having a crush is different from falling for someone."
"Can you honestly tell me, that after three years of pining for Raj that you do not love him?" Kaly whispered.
"Love?" Her brows furrowed. "I don't think I love Raj. I only have a crush on him."
"You, my dear friend, are the queen of denial." Kaly patted her shoulder. "When you have a crush on someone, it means that you like the person. Same thing." She flicked her hair behind her. "But you can like him right? Vikrant?"
"Why are we discussing my feelings for your cousin like it's the weather?" She arched her brow.
Kalyani let out a sigh. "He doesn't show it but I know Vikrant is very lonely despite having a million friends, so I was thinking that... maybe if he had a girlfriend, he wouldn't be so lonely." Kaly told her.
"You're a very weird one, Kalyani Singh." Sarita tutted. "In his face, you insult him but here you are trying to work your matchmaking skills on me for him. Make up your mind sweetheart."
"About what?" Kaly feigned ignorance.
"Whether you love him or hate him".
"Nice try honey." Kaly slipped her arm around Sarita's neck as they made their way to the entrance. "What a nice way to change the subject."
"Well, he doesn't like me in that way and I'm one trillion percent sure he will never do so." She said, "Besides, there are prettier girls in school for him to choose from."
"You need to get over this 'I'm not beautiful but pretty phase of yours, Rita. I'll tell you again, that you're the most beautiful girl in this school. Dare I say, the whole of Cardenia."
Sarita rolled her eyes. "I like how you flatter me, Kaly, but no thanks." She smiled. "What about you and Divya then? Remember that you won the beauty pageant for Most beautiful girl in Castleton Cross three times."
"I could ask Vikrant." Kaly shot her a mischievous grin. "He never lies."
"Is that possible?" Sarita was stunned. "There is not one soul on this earth that does not lie.""Not Vikrant." Kaly's grin widened."I don't believe you." Her eyes narrowed. "Don't ask him.""You know I will." Kaly winked.Sarita knew she couldn't talk her friend out of it so she gave up. "Just don't tell me what he says."Kaly stared at her friend. "You're so..." She paused. "Grrr!" She bared her teeth.Sarita laughed. "You love me anyway." She smiled cheekily at her."Unfortunately." Kaly mumbled.*******Kalyani's smile widened as Vikrant grudgingly sat down in front of his laptop with a death glare directed at her but she wasn't intimidated. He refused to pick her calls so she'd decided to do a video call."If you'd only picked my calls then I wouldn't have to see your ugly face." She told him. "So deal with it.""This better be important." He growled. He'd had to pause his video game to answer her summons. If he didn't, she'd never let him hear the last of it. Her sister was now
Sarita stood by her locker, deep in thought, staring at the picture of Rajveer that she'd pasted on the door of her locker and didn't notice Vikrant standing behind her. "Boo!" He yelled in her ear. "Goddess!" She jumped and slammed her locker door shut in fright, only for it to catch her pinky finger and she yelped. "I'm so sorry." He apologized. "Let me see." He took her hand in his to examine it. Her finger was red and it was bleeding from the cut she'd sustained. "It's... It's fine." She muttered and withdrew her hand. "Don't be silly." He chided and took her hand again, firmly this time in his. "I know it hurts like a bitch so it's not fine." Then he surprised her by putting her finger in his mouth. Sarita gasped and with wide eyes, looked around and saw students staring at her then at Vikrant in horror. "What... What are you doing, Mayank?" She whispered, tugging at her hand. "Stop." Vikrant didn't release her hand until he wanted to and even then, he still held on a lit
He shouldn't want to be with her every time but he couldn't help himself. He knew she probably had a crush on his best friend but he didn't want to care. Girls only wanted two things from him; money and sex and he was tired of being seen as a walking dollar sign. He wanted something different and Sarita was different. Sarita was a fast learner as she immediately played the tune he'd taught her not even a minute ago and got it right. She smiled big at him after she was done and he fought the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her. "You're so fucked, Suryavanshi." He thought grimly. "About the concert thing... you're not lying to me, are you, Mayank?" She asked. "I mean..." "I don't lie." He cut her off. "I'd show it to you but the pictures are on my laptop. I lost my phone at that same concert but I was able to get everything back." "And the only way to see these pictures is... how exactly?" "Will you be at my party this Saturday? I could show you." He said. "I don't like
A knock on Vikrant's bedroom door brought him out of his reverie and he got out of bed, padded barefoot to the door and opened it."Hey son." It was his father."Hey dad." He left the door open and walked back into the room. "When did you get back?""A little while ago." Rohan Suryavanshi had named his son after him and not to confuse anyone else about the names, decided to use his middle name which was Rohan after his son was born. "How are you?"Vikrant plopped down on the sofa in front of his bed with a sigh. "I'm fine dad.""Are you really?" Rohan arched a brow as he settled down on the wingback chair facing the floor to ceiling window."To be honest, I don't know." Vikrant replied. "I'm bored out of my mind and I have a thousand and one things on my mind.""Like what? It helps to talk about whatever is on your mind." His father offered."I'm sure you have something more important to do than listen to me talk.""Son...""I am not accusing you of anything dad." Vikrant was quick to
"It's Mayank's birthday today?" Sarita asked Kalyani as they passed by Vikrant's locker and saw the gifts piled up in front of the door."Tomorrow." Kaly replied. She stopped in front of the pile, took out a brown envelope from her backpack, opened it and pulled out a blown up picture. "Hey guys!" She called the attention of the students."What are you doing?" Sarita questioned."This is me saying a happy happy birthday to my dear cousin Vikrant Suryavanshi!" She turned then proceeded to paste the blown up picture on his locker door."Oh my gosh!" Girls screamed when they saw what it was. It was a baby picture of Vikrant being bathed by Kalyani's mother and he was making funny faces at her. He couldn't have been more than two or three years old.Sarita was pushed around as the students tried to get closer to the picture but Kalyani warded them off. She wanted Vikrant to see this and know that, although her revenge was childish but she got it anyway."He's going to be raving mad once h
"So, you're not having a random party this time." Sarita said. "It's your birthday tomorrow. Why didn't you tell me?"Vikrant shrugged. "It didn't come up in our conversations.""You invited me to it but you didn't say it was your birthday." She said in an accusing tone. "I don't think I have the time to get you a present now.""Your presence at my party would be a better present." He said."Are you always this smooth, Mr Suryavanshi?" She teased.Vikrant laughed. "Is it working?""You'll have to be more convincing than that." Sarita grinned."You'll be at my party tomorrow." He told her."Overconfident?" She arched her brow."Not really." He said. "But it's something I know. Here we are." He stopped in front of room 202."Mrs Newton will be so mad." Sarita muttered as she peered into the class through the glass. "She hates tardy students.""I'll talk to her." He knocked on the door before Sarita could stop him and opened the door.Twenty something pairs of eyes turned to look at him
"Why didn't you tell me Vikrant Suryavanshi invited you to his party?" Jevan asked Sarita as they ate breakfast."Um... I'm not going." Sarita said. "It's movie night today.""You can go." Jevan sighed. He'd given his word and he couldn't back out now."Really?" Sarita was surprised. "Can I go?""Yes. But you must be back by 10pm." Jevan told her. "Not even five minutes after 10.""Okay! thank you papa." Sarita beamed. "How did you know?""Mr Suryavanshi almost begged me to let you attend the party. He probably didn't want his son to be sad on his birthday." Jevan shook his head. "I had to put him out of his misery.""Yes, I've heard that he'd do anything to make his son happy." Priya spoke up. "Is it true he broke his engagement with Priyanka Arora?""Yes. His son didn't like her for him so they broke up." Jevan replied.Vikrant Mayank Suryavanshi was, who you'd call daddy's boy or better yet a son after his father's heart. He'd grown up without his biological mother and had lived wi
Sarita became nervous as Michael drove up the driveway to Vikrant's house. It was a gorgeous estate and she couldn't begin to say where it started or ended. Expensive cars lined up in front of them in a queue as their owners alighted from them, threw the keys to the valets and made their way up the stairs and into the house through the open doors.It was Michael's turn finally so he alighted, threw his keys to the valet and went to help Kaly out of the car while another opened the back door for Sarita. Samishka had decided to leave on her own because she wanted to pick up two of her friends but Sarita didn't know if she'd arrived.Sarita felt like a fraud dressed in her designer outfit and gorgeous boots. Kaly had done makeup for her even though she'd originally declined but after she saw herself in the mirror, she appreciated how she turned out. Her lips were painted blood red and instead of the purple off shoulder top, she'd donned a red one to match her lipstick."Don't fuss." Kal