At That Moment ✔

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17th march 2023

PREETA'S POV

I turn and hurry out of the room.The hallways are already mostly clear. One thing you don't do is get in the middle of a high schooler and their lunch period. It's the only time they can gossip without fear of a teacher overhearing.

"Hey, Preeta!" some one calls me

I look up from watching my shoes squeak across the linoleum floor and find Arav at his locker.
I slow my steps, but I don't stop. Something about Arav presence always makes me uncomfortable, and I don't want to be alone with him in the hallway

" Preeta There's a bonfire out by the lake after the baseball game this Friday. Are you coming?" he asked me

Even if he didn't give me the creeps, I still wouldn't be in. I have no desire to be... whatever Aarav wants me to be.

"Sorry. Arav I Can't," I tell him. "I've already got plans."

Lies. I have no plans. Well, unless you count going home, hanging out in my room and writing until Alnya , my best friend back home, gets off work so we can FaceTime.

"ek din main tumhe zaroor apna sath party main lekar jayenga .... dheeklena thum ," Arav says.

Tbh His words send shivers down my spine .... honestly wouldn't surprise me if he meant that literally.

I give him a tight smile. " yeah Maybe next time🙂."

He shrugs, like it's no big deal, but I feel his eyes lingering on me as I walk away.
I stop just inside the door of the lunch room. Hearing the loud chatter and seeing so many faces I have no wish to see has me spinning on my heel and walking back out.

I go to the bathroom instead, deciding I'll spend the next twenty-five minutes sitting in one of the stalls and hope no one comes inside.🙃🙃

My wish is ignored when ten minutes into my peaceful reprieve the door opens, 🙄🙄and I hear the clack of heeled shoes.
Heeled shoes!!.. What teenager wears freaking heels to school?
The rich, the pretty, and the popular, that's who.

I'm in the far stall so I can't see who it is through the crack in the door, but it doesn't take me long to figure it out. I barely suppress a groan.😞

"Arav is taking me out Saturday," Bhavya gushes,

And I can just imagine her leaning over the sink to swipe her peachy lip gloss across her lips.🙄

"Thought you two were taking a break?" Asha, Bhavya's best friend, asks.

I carefully shift on the closed toilet seat.
"It wasn't really a break. I was just pissed at him for a while. I'm over it now."

"What about...?" asha was about to say

"Don't you dare say her name!" Bhavya says heatedly,

"If that bitch knows what's good for her, she'll stay the hell away from my man. Arav sirf mera hai uspe sirf mera hak hai.... and if I stay with him for some days then Arav's interest in her will fade ... ." she continued

Tension rolls off of me in waves because I know she's talking about me. 😐Like Karan sir, Bhavya also hated me on sight.😔 But at least I know why. The first time we met, Arav was standing at my locker talking to me. Even if you couldn't hear his words, which were flirtatious as he grilled me on who I was, it wasn't hard to figure out from his body language that he was interested