Chapter 9

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When I walked by the basketball court I heard sniffles which I didn't care about but something in me told me to open that gym door and walk inside so I did and it was empty but the sniffles continued so I follow the sniffles.

There she was, sitting in the corner knees drawn into her chest, arms around her legs, her head rested on her knee

"Nandini" I whisper making her look up at me

Her eyes puffy, swollen, her nose was bright red, tears running down her cheeks and onto her chin

"Go away" she whispers

"What's wrong?" I ask placing my bag down and sitting in front of her

"Meko bat ni karni, tum jao" her voice muffled when she puts her head down again

"Nandini"

"Go away"

"Baba hua kua hai?"

"Kuch ni hua"

I sigh at her stubbornness, this is literally how Nandini behaves when she is sad

"Veebha and I talked" I mumble trying to distract her

her head tilts up and she rests her chin on her knees looking at me

"You sad manu?" She asks making my heart melt

There is this thing about nandini, she will care about people's pain before her own.

"No, but someone else seems sad"

"Who?" She asks sniffling

"You, little monster"

"I am not monster" she mumbles softly rubbing her nose against her knee

"You are disgusting" I say giving her a tissue

"I don't want it" she glares or tries to but her puffy eyes made her look cute

shaking my head at her stubbornness, I wrap my arm around the inside of her legs pulling her close to me making her gasp

"Why are you crying?" I ask wiping her tears and her nose

"I am not crying, nandini never cries" she sniffles

I bite back a smile nodding at her words

"Whats wrong?" I ask again

Usually I have very low patience, actually I lied, I don't have patience at all but today, I didn't mind sitting here by her asking her whats going on

"Riya was mean to me, she said I could never play the guitar and she, she told Miss Prisha that I cheated on my piano cords today' she tells me her sad sad story as if she was talking about getting robbed or something

"Why would she says you can never play the guitar?" I ask

"because she is mean"

"I can see, but you know you can't cry because some girl thinks you aren't deserving of something right?"

"But she is right, I can't ever play and I even asked Prisha ma'am to teach me but she said she can't because she takes other classes and she won't have time"

"So you are going to give up?"

"I tried" she whispers showing me her hands

I never thought I'd be concerned with anyone else's pain or wounds but seeing nandini's fingers all red and hurt, I felt bad, I felt horrible

"What happened here?" I ask caressing her fingertips with my fingers gently

"I tried to play the guitar and the strings were so sharp, manu Maine try kia tha sachi meh"

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