" THIS SHOULD NOT BE MY STORY"

Chapter :-1 That Painting Class

Covering my fingers with different painting colours and letting that paint flow from my fingers to my hands I continued to roll my brush over canvas slowly...... I was so busy in my thoughts (as alwys) that I didn't even noticed that the period bell ranged Until I smelled the most comforting perfume fragrance ever then without wasting any second I shifted my sight from the canvas and then my eyes was desperately searching for the owner of that fragrance ( as I'm so so found of fragrances) I let my eyes rest as I sawed a tall, fair boy having black hair with the touch of brown light and he was having a really deep eyes with long eyelashes ( I don't know why boys are blessed with the eyelashes they don't deserve?) his lips and nose were perfectly sculptured he was having the most perfect jawline I had ever seen and yes for sure he was soo good looking that he was complimenting the school uniform his muscles where making the shirt tight he got piercing over both of his ears and those small black studs where complimenting his face like hell!!! His appearance was so so satisfying that I was literally drooling over him then I sawed this amazing creature of god walking towards me he stopped his footsteps just beside me and as I was already seeing (drooling ) over him he moved his foots from beside me to in fornt of me and stood just in front of me my eyes where already stuck on his face then suddenly I realised that his deep beautifully shaped eyes was on me he lean in toward me leaving the distance of canvas board and said

: hey??
Me :.......
: hey hello???
Me:....

Then suddenly I felt a cold touch over my fingers that slowly disappeared and then I felt something missing between my fingers I shifted my eyes sight from his beautiful face to my hands and then I realised that the brush in my hand was missing unwantedly I was weirdly shouting brush!!! Where is my brush???
He unfolded his folded hands form the back were he was holding my brush
He said is this what you are looking for?? With a innocent face
I said yeah! Thats my brush
Then he placed the bursh on the stand and shifted his grace towards me
I said why did you tooked my brush?
With a beautiful but a Crook smile he replied I'm sorry miss umm... Ira? looking towards my school identity card where I got my worst worst photograph ever.. The movement I realised that he was reading my name from my identity card I covered it with my hand unconsciously ( I seriously don't want him to see my worst worst photographer ever no way!!!!!) again smiling he said
Yeah! miss ira u got beautiful name
With the most dum expression I replied its only ira again with all smile he responded yeah I already got it! its miss ira I rolled my eyes and said yeah whatever!! Controlling his beautifully curved lips not to smile he said that's rude
Yeah iknow I replied with half smile without wasting any second he responded until you be rude to me again I tooked your brush form your hands because miss ira you where so busy in sightseeing that you are painting the sky pink doubtfully I looked my canvas my sky was literally painted half pink
Clearing my throat I replied confidently it was supposed to be painted pink! Smiling like an idiot he replied well then I must say you have a very Pinkish imagination with the most most horrible expression I said ha ha ha! I'm sorry but you have a great imagination that I can't just digest it he replied continue laughing
Collecting my colours form the table I replied if you got it then it's art and if don't getit then it's a modern art I ended my this sentence with a proud smile. Then you are great at painting Morden art he responded with a Crook smile! Packing up my stuff and holding the pink painted canvas I stood up form chair and started walking towards the exit door i was just few steps away form him and still I'm drooling over his perfume fragrance but I continued my walk towards the door suddenly he shouted miss ira! Sorry ira I stopped my footsteps and then I looked behind I sawed him walking towards me he came closer and said hey.! You left your brush on that stand only..
I took my brush form his hand and said thankyou!
And started walking towards the door taking a big step he again came in front of me and with the most clam voice and puppy expression he said It would be great to hear thankyou Danial ! With a smile I replied thankyou Danial! With a little blush he replied anytime miss Aira sorry sorry sorry ira we both started laughing then he offered his hand in order to shake with a smile I did the same and felt this cold but soft hands against mine then he said it was nice meeting you miss ira same here mister Danial I replied......

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