It's been a week since my classes started and I am more than grateful that I can escape from the constant argument in my home. I like it at home though still, call me stupid or naive or whatnot but the people in the house are really caring for me irrespective of their blunt and straight forward talk that literally peirce your heart.
It's been a fun class where I get to know many interesting things and learn about some cases which are quiet a story to hear. Call me a nerd but to know that almost everything you know or hear or see around you is explained to you in a systematic - scientific way is quite fun.
"Er.., Krithika right?", I turn to the voice behind me and see brown eyes peering down at me the same boy who had that charming-creepy smile on his face a week ago, with a questioning, confused look. "Yes, that's me. Wait are you my partner for that criminology presentation? Avinash..?".
So our criminologyteacher decided to give out an assignment which have to be done in a pair of two and I was tied down with this Avinash guy. Now you see i dont really go around talking with all the guys, I'm picky like that.
"Yea".
"I'm so sorry for not finding you yesterday. It kinda slipped from my mind in urgen-", "to run home..? I get it".
Okay..? Is he offended by that or what. What's with that smirk on his face?
"It's lunch break and I can see that you have finished your lunch and I'm done too, so let's get started with the presentation then..?".
"OK... just a minute. You go to the library, I'll come after a minute..?"
"Hmm". Now people, is he cool or my sense is dumb? I mean wha- "stop daydreaming! Girl tonight you better sleep a good 7-8 hours sleep!!!" screams a very annoyed-looking Sneha. In a week Sneha had come to home that I'm a night owl and so lack of sleep causes day dreaming session for me, so tea she is observant.
"OK, please stop shouting" I plead with wide eyes. "Just go fast. That guy gets annoyed very fast. Don't go provoking him." How does she know that?
I go to the library on the ground floor and I'm huffing by the time I reach there. I mean I literally ran from the 6th-floor cafeteria to the library. Yes people my university is having weird architectural ideas.
"Sign in the register of your entrance," I notice a very stern-looking lady in her mid-30s staring at me with I don't understand what look sitting just by the entranceto the library. I sign in to the register with my name, and roll number, enter the time and my course, and then I go in search of my partner.
Ring, ring, ring...
"Put your phone on silent mode or switch it off or get out of the library!!!"
The librarian shouts at the top of her lungs at me making the whole library look at me. This is so embarrassing. I check my phone and see it's an unknown number. I turn to my left and say sorry to the lady and go in between the racks of books. I redial the number and- " that was fun you know". What the hell? "Who are you mister!?"
"Save my number partner and I'm sitting right side of the rack behind which you are hiding".
First day and this is what this shitface does. I save his number under my nickname to him.
I go to the designated place to meet my "partner" and see that he is smirking at me. I try to maintain my cool.
"What is your problem Avinash?", I whisper yell at him.
"Nothing just wanted to check your patience level I guess", he has got to be kidding me, I just sit there and gap at him. oh, how I got lucky to get a partner like him.
Irritated with him I ask, "shall we start?". He does a gesture to start the work.
During the progress of making the presentation, we get so engrossed in it that we smoothly discuss the work as if we had already handled alot of stuff together easily. No one will come to know that two complete strangers are making something with perfect teamwork forgetting their annoyance with each other.
"done?", "almost..?". By the time we finish our presentation which I may add had to be finished before next Monday, my neck and back were paining so much that it was difficult to move them and was sore. I look up to see shitface and I notice that he is also in the same condition as I am.
I glance at my watch- " Avinash! we are late to class by half an hour!", "SILENCE!!!" yells our librarian. i need to find a name for her now, "you go to class, I will be there in a while " so saying he starts to walk out of the library entering his leave details into the register.
What is that supposed to mean, I mean I still had that school mentality of being caught roaming in the corridor. I run behind him filling the register.
"I am coming with you", "I didn't ask you to tag thou-", "I know...please?".
Don't think otherwise people, but bunking the class or making fool out if teachers / lecturers or pranking or anything related never appealed to me. I rather sit in a boring class and dream about any wierd stuff but that.
See my point is at the end more than your scores in test, attendance matters more. If the said attendance is not upto the mark then you have sir back after college and cover it up and the lecturers are least bothered about it. They change the attendance criteria to however they want. So instead why not sit in the class than to bunk it?
And I just did that all thanks to the shitface right here.
And how did I not hear the bell go. Oh right I had my headphones on.
Damn...