Chapter 3

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Second Period was of Hindi. Their Hindi teacher-Mrs. Pathak was an old-aged, rude woman, whose hair turned whole grey. Avneet didn't like her and always used to ponder about that why they had to study that Ras and Samas. When Mrs. Pathak entered the class Avneet was sitting with an angry expression. Mrs. Pathak started to teach and after sometime she noticed Avneet sitting, with that angry expression.
" Avneet stand up!" Mrs. Pathak raged.
Avneet didn't listen to her. Mrs. Pathak repeated herself but Avneet didn't move. She was still as a stone.
" Avneet get up.. " Shanaya said very softly. Avneet glared at her and said in a very deep voice, different from her original tone.
" I'm not Avneet. I'm ANAMIKA! "
Shanaya got shocked.
" Are you nuts Avneet, stand up, otherwise we all will also get scolding!! " Shanaya retorted.
Avneet stood up. She started to stare Mrs. Pathak.
" How dare you to stare at me like that?" Mrs. Pathak shouted.
Avneet left her stone like position, relaxed and said, " I was born Daring!" she winked.
Mrs. Pathak got angry, " Get out.. Get out of my class Ms. Avneet Kaur "
"Why, Ma'am I did something wrong or what?"
Avneet asked in a very innocent manner in her normal tone, it seemed like she had not done anything.
"Get out.. " Mrs. Pathak retorted.
Avneet went out arguing with a confuse but a happy look.

After sometime classroom door opened. Siddharth came out and stood near Avneet. Avneet felt like thousands of butterflies were flying in her stomach, her heartbeat became fast, her face which was first confused now beamed with happiness and cheeks blushed.
" You are really very daring! " Siddharth commented. Avneet's happiness knew no bounds. It was beyond her wildest dream to get a compliment from SIDDHARTH. but she was completely confused what was he referring to.
" Seriously, the way you replied her, I even don't have this much guts to reply her back like this!! " Siddharth exclaimed.
Avneet was quiet, carefully listening to what he was speaking, for her each words spoken by him was like a sweet music which she was recording in her memories, to which she would listen when she'll lye down on her bed in the dark, these words by him would light the room like fireflies light the dark jungle.

He clicked his fingers in front of her eyes.
" Where? " Siddharth asked.
She blushed, then smiled. Siddharth got confused and stood near her. Avneet wanted to ask him, the reason why he was standing with her??  But she couldn't gather the courage to do so.
The period got over, they both went inside the classroom, they shared a look and went back to their seats. Avneet spent her all the periods thinking about their small conversation in the corridors.

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