She's Taken

I'm Shy

Dharini's POV

Today I came to school and at the entrace, I saw sir, I mean Mishra sir parking his bike. Suddenly Drishu hit me her elbow and when I glanced at her irritated, she squinted her eyes towards sir and said that sir also just arrived.
I'm too shy to face him. As I was about to ask Drishu to go before he see us, sir turned and saw us. We quickly looked ahead to pretend that we didn't saw him.

So embarrassing.

"Jiji, he must be thinking we're some creep. Let's go inside fast." Drishu said and I can't agree more.
"Dharini" we stopped abruptly as we heard a voice calling my name. Not just a voice, Mishra sir's voice. Me and Drishu looked at each other. "Dharini"
There must be some other Dharini...

"Jijiii..he is calling you"

I know.

"Dharini"

Oh Ship! He's calling me again.
What? I don't use curse words unlike Drishu. She use every curse words she know. Not in front of mumma papa though.

Focus Dharini,now is not the time for our curse discussion.

We both turned and saw sir is coming closer to us. He passed a beautiful smile to us, which Drishu reciprocated. Did I just called Mishra Sir's smile beautiful? Focus Dharini Focus.

"Good morning sir, Y..yes sir?" Drishu and I said in unison.

"Good Morning"

He glanced at Drishu then looked at me again

"Dharini, I want to talk to you about something important. Can we meet after school?"

Thank god he didn't mention "again" or "where we met last time" because I didn't told Drishu that I met him before.

Drishu's nudge took me out of my thoughts

"Uh..um..o..ok, ok sir"

He smiled "ok, have a great day"

Saying this he went inside school.

"What was that jiji?" Asked Drishu

"Um..what? He must have something important to talk about" I shrugged

"Are you hiding anything from me?" She looked at me doubtfully

"What would that be? In front of you, sir asked me to meet. You are reacting as if I already met him secretly and hiding it." I reasoned hoping she'd fall into my lie.

"No jiji, I just thought because you... nevermind"

So she fell into my lie. I'm becoming a good lier with her. I smirked and mentally pat myself.

***

This is first period and I'm already bored. Uhh please God, make hindi sir absent. I'm already very sleepy. Bell rang and hindi sir came. "Su prabhat bacchon" (good morning kids)

"Su prabhat adhyapak ji" (good morning sir) we stood and greeted him in unison. He never use english words throughout the class. He says what kind of hindi teacher he would be if he himself don't promote hindi speaking. Even we can't speak any english word in his class otherwise he would punish us by making us stand on bench or crouch like a chicken by holding ears.

Finally lunch break is over. Now Mishra sir will come and teach me Maths. He will not teach you only, my conscience mocked. Yea yea, I meant teach us.

He came. "Good afternoon sir" we said in unison. His eyes roaming here and there and stopped at....me? Then he quickly diverted them to others. "Hm, sit down" he gestured us by his fingers to sit then quickly started teaching.
And I'm losing focus every now and then. Not because I love him but because I don't like Maths. Will he teach me Maths even after our marriage?