9 Classmates

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Part 9 Classmates

Khushi was thunderstruck to see Arnav in her class, smiling at her. There was no surprise in his face to see her. He smiled, seeing Khushi's expression. She widened her eyes and blinked her eyes tilting her face.

"Hi, Champion..." he smiled.

All the students looked at her, making her embarrassed. She smiled awkwardly.

Only two of his friends were there with him. She didn't know their names.

She searched for a place for her and Preeto. She found the third bench empty. She walked with Preeto and sat on the bench. Preeto leaned towards Khushi and asked,

"Khushi, you denied taking his help because no one should think of you wrong. Now, he is in our class. How will you avoid him?"

Khushi looked at her gulping down. She too didn't know how Arnav ended up in her class. She wanted to avail the privileges given by the college. So, she joined in that college. But, wasn't he a RICH guy? Then why did he get admission to this college? She bit her nail. She pulled her hand down when she saw Arnav smiling at her. She was on the third bench in the left row. Arnav was on the second bench in the centre row.

Khushi looked down when Arnav came to her.

"Hi...we became classmates now" he extended his hand towards her.

Khushi hesitatingly clutched his hand and Arnav shook hands with her. Khushi felt like all the eyes were on them. His friends came to them.

"Hi..." Arnav smiled at Preeto.

"Hi, how are you?" She asked.

"Yeah, good..."

He looked at Khushi and said,

"He is Aman and he is Nandkishor... my friends..."

Khushi smiled.

"We knew you... we were there in the State meet" Nandkishore said.

"But, we don't know you," Aman said looking at Preeto.

"It's because I'm not an Athlete," Preeto said.

"How is your Practice going, Khushi?" Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded her head.

"Are you practising or not?"

"Practising..."

"Good... we are going to run together from here on..."

Khushi widened her eyes.

"For our college..."

She shook her head slowly.

He removed something from his pocket and gave it to her. It was a card. Khushi looked at the card. RISE and SHINE were written on it.

"What's this?"

"It's an Athletic Coaching centre. I already joined. I told the coach about you. He asked me to bring you there. You too join there..."

Khushi nodded no hurriedly.

"No... I will practice on my own"

"Then you can't improve yourself..."

"No... it's enough..."

"It's not enough... you will learn techniques. They will improve your stamina according to your metabolism. They will teach what to do and don't"

"My father will not allow me..." She said in a low tone.

Arnav sighed. He sat on the first bench, facing her.

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