War of Love

Chapter 3

After the bumping incident with Chris; my mind was completely out of pace. I totally forgot where I was or where I should go...

Ughhh.... Great I have only five minutes to get to my class. I don't want to create a bad impression by getting late to class; that too on my first day of course. So I took the stairs two steps at a time and reached the fourth floor with my breath out of control. Soon my classroom came into view and I ushered myself into it before the professor.

I peeked into the classroom to find students sitting over the desk and chatting randomly. Thank god professor hasn't come yet...

My eyes darted at the back of the room where a single seat as if made for me was left unoccupied. So taking it as my cue I moved forward towards it.

"Not so soon Newbie..." I tripped on my foot because some idiotic jerk sitting in the front suddenly placed his leg over the next table closing my way to the seat. Good grace I didn't fall and embarrass myself. I don't know why; maybe the running made me really exhausted. So I was in no mood to tolerate such jerks right now. I folded my hands over my chest and looked at that jerk boring a bossy expression in my face. At least it helps me in situations like this.

"Can you please move your leg" I requested nonchalantly losing my patience each and every going second turning in his direction. But I couldn't see his face because of the two blonde's sitting over his desk.

"I don't think so. Let's have a small talk honeybee" That idiot replied peeking out of the hole like a stinging rabbit. He pushed aside those blonde's and stood up next to me. And I noticed that he had the same skin tone as me. Which was very obvious not to notice that he's from Indian origin?

He had a classic rich look in his attire. He wore a good leather jacket beneath which was a plain white shirt. His hair was cut in the exact length of his eyes. So that for his every movement his hair would move left and right.

He's really getting into my nerves. So I snapped all my energy at him. "I am not interested" With that I walked past him and plopped myself in that empty seat. That jerk stared at me and started to move in my direction.

God. Save me from this irritation please.

But my prayers were answered since professor entered the class making the jerk groan and he gave me one last look before dropping in his seat. "Irritating idiotic jerk" I muttered to myself.

"You are not the first one to say that" I turned in the direction of that voice. Only to find a dark haired girl sitting next to me. She gave me a polite smile which was hard not to repeat. Cute dimples formed over her cheeks when she smiled and with that rich dark black hair braided made her even cuter.

"Really?" I asked her. "Yeah. He's an arrogant jerk and everyone who did their bachelor degree here knows him. Which is why you are an exception it seems." She rolled her eyes.

"I hate guys like him. Maybe it's time to use my Kungfu skills" I said folding my knuckles a bit. My comment made her giggle. "You can count me on. By the way I am Cindy. I live outside the campus with my friends" I nodded my head. Great its good to have friends.

"I am Ishaani. Well you know I am from India and I too live with my friend outside campus" She squealed in excitement. I shushed her knowing that professor has already come inside the classroom.

"Well sorry I got excited." She said in my direction and "Hey Shivani. I think I found you a friend from your nation" she spoke to the girl sitting on my right. I turned to see a girl with pale skin and short cropped black hair. She reminded me of Alice in Twilight a bit.

"Oh you're from India?" I asked her hoping; at least that will give me a little happiness. She nodded her head. Cindy replied for her "She's a little bit shy at first. Don't worry she'll come over" I nodded me head giving Shivani a smile. "Hey Ishaani" Cindy opened her mouth but I cut her off indicating that the class has started. I mouthed her "After class" She nodded and turned to face the front.