I got out of the car and headed towards the art. I want to complete my art work early and attend all the lectures. I was missing some lectures because of competition. I looked at my phone screen to see the date September 15 Friday. Only 2 days until the deadline huh! I speak in my mind. If I'm not able to submit my work today then it's going to be impossible because we have holidays on Saturday and Sunday for college.
I hurriedly moved into the art room to see a miserable sight. My bag slipped from my shoulder and dropped on the floor. My brain can't understand the situation in front of me.
The art work I was working hard on was ruined. Someone throws a different color away from my color scheme at my art work. It was definitely intentional because I can't salvage it. There was a typed message stuck with chewing gums on my art work. I get closer and take it slowly and start to read it.
You fucking bitch! Stop fucking seducing my boyfriend, Stay away from him I saw you yesterday acting all cute and sweet in front of him getting sympathy for being not able to talk nor hear I know what kind of girl you are. You are the type of girl who gets joy and excitement from the stealing boyfriend. Ruining your artwork is the only message to you because I can do more if you get closer to him, stay away from him and be satisfied with the loser senior Rahul. You get my message don't you? Deaf bitch!
As I read that letter my eyes filled with tears. Why I always think that way by everyone. I don't know what hurts the most to me. The hateful words or my ruined artwork. I closed the door and locked myself in crying in despair.
I was on the floor holding my artwork into my arms. Surprisingly the art room doors opened wide and senior Rahul and his class teacher came in. I wipe my tears with my hands and stand.
Rahul came running closer to me as soon as he saw me.
Are you all right? Are you all right? He signed again and again panicking. He seemed like out of breath.
I just nodded my head in yes. He gets up and runs out from the art room.
The teacher came closer to me and showed me a typed message on her phone.
Were you alright? Rubbing my back.
I simply nodded my head in yes. She took a look at my artwork I was holding in my hands.
She showed me another message
Can I look?
I handed over her my artwork and she was quite shocked from that. She hurried type a message and showed it to me.
Did someone trap you in here? Did you saw anyone doing this? Tell me!
I get that she was mistaken it for something else so I showed her the message. She read it and realized the situation.
Do you know who was the guy mentioned in this message? She showed me message.
I nodded my head in no because it was a misunderstanding that was caused by me. I simply thought to ignore it.
We can't trace down the culprit behind it because it was printed message. Do you have a slightest idea about the, who might be the guy in the message?
I really don't know I type a message and send it to teacher.
She stays silent for seconds looking at my artwork and type another message.
Why didn't you come to me when it happened? We might have time to think about what should we do but now we only have 2 days in our hands.
I was quite shocked from message.
What do you mean by it? I type a message to teacher.
Don't you know the college was already over and everyone submit their artwork to me and I was the in charge of the competition and I was waiting for you all the time but when I didn't receive even after college ended. I asked your class teacher when he said you didn't attend any lectures all day. I thought you might be here so I came here and by the way I asked Rahul to come with me because he was wandering around the staffroom.
She typed all of this in a single message I was quite focused on it.
Rahul barge in art room running. He was holding juice in his hands. The teacher slipped the message into her blazers pocket. Looking at Rahul maybe she doesn't want to know about the message.
I run out of the art room and to go cafeteria to buy some lemon juice and apple juice and water bottle for Shruti. As I get it I run back towards the art room. I barge into art room running and get closer to Shruti. I hand over her water bottle to drink some water first. Then hand over her lemon juice to drink and through an apple juice towards the teacher.
Teacher catch it perfectly as she knew I was about to throw. I make a Shruti seat on a chair, calming her down. Because I was running I'm a bit thirsty so I take a sip of water from water bottle. We were seat in chair.
What happened here teacher do you get something? I asked teacher directly because I thought she might have figured out something. The teacher simply handed me a piece of paperwork with lots of colors. It seems like someone intentionally messed up with work.
It was shruti's artwork; someone did this before she came here. We don't have CCTV cameras here we can't find the culprits. Teacher said sipping juice.
Culprits huh! So what should we do?
It's simple help Shruti to salvage her piece of art.
It will take time and tomorrow is a holiday.
I'm simply honored to be your teacher because you can't say it's impossible. Tomorrow I will attend college with you. It will not cause any trouble for anyone.
Besides Shruti, you are favoring her if anyone knows about it; this will cause the disturbance in students.
Oh why do you think I'm the one who's going to help her salvaging her art work?
Then who? I asked questions the teacher unlock her phone and type something and then said to me.
Don't you want to help your favorite junior, senior Rahul? I think about for second and agreed to help her.
Fine I will on a one condition.