Is it over? (Few Shots) Part 1

Hey guys! I am new to wattpad… and this is my first piece of writing on this website… I decided to start with a short story, so here is the first part…. Its 2000+ words btw…

Is it over? 

Present

Anika POV

I looked back one last time as I boarded the airplane. I sighed. Nothing can be done. It’s all over Anika! Forget this place…. Forget your friends… Forget HIM! Just move on….

“Ani go in….” My sister, Gauri, said jerking me out of my thoughts. I realized I was standing at the entrance for too long. I turned around to see few people behind me telling me to go in. They seemed to be annoyed and angry. Oops!

As soon as I entered the plane, the cool air of AC hit me making me shiver. You see, I am not a AC type person… I am more used to fans and coolers. I went inside the business class section and took the window seat, while Gauri sat right next to me. Gauri fears heights, so she usually avoids sitting next to the window. I looked outside to see one of the other planes taking off. I sighed, again. Soon my plane will take off and then I will be away from this beautiful city, and will entering a new country…Suddenly, my phone beeped. I quickly checked my phone to see a message from my best friend, Malika.

Ani please don’t go away!!!! Please come back!!!! Please!!!☹☹☹

I remembered how badly she was crying when she saw my empty house and when I was leaving for the airport. Oh god, is she still crying?

Mali…. U know that I can’t help… I can’t come back…. But please do me a favor. Please don’t cry! Please! Just be happy and I will happy too.

I typed up the message and sent it to her. In no time, I got a message back.

I am not crying!!!!!

I chuckled. She would never admit that she was crying. Such a big ego she has. I got another message.

I don’t have ego, ok?

How can she read my mind?!

Pagal!

That’s Mali’s second nickname.

Acha, Ani…. Leave all this… Just tell me, would you miss New York?

Everyday!

Would you miss me?

Every minute!

Would you miss Shivaay?

Every second!

Then I realized what I wrote.

Ummm…. Mali… will talk to you later… bye!

I sent her the message and turned off my phone. I sighed. Shivaay…. I closed my eyes, as the memories started to play in my mind.

First day of 6^th grade…. Never did I believe in love…and never did I thought of it…and when he came in front of me, never did I thought that he will change me… for good or bad… but he changed me.

I still remember…. When I first actually saw him. Unlike portrayed in stories or movies, I felt nothing when I saw him for the first time. He sat right next to me in math class and was irritating me to the core by literally putting his elbow on my desk, poking me while I tried to write! I turned towards him to confront him and that was literally the first time that I saw him.

“Can you stop?!” I said in my not-so calm voice.

He smirked. “Why should I?”

At that time, itself, I knew he was just one of those annoying brats!

And if math class wasn’t enough, he sat right behind me in English. Again irritating me by kicking my chair all the time!

And hey! Even in science, he was not sitting far away from me either. He sat right in front of me, annoying me by blocking the board, making it harder for me to take notes!

And just like math class, in history class, he sat right next to me! Again, leaving no chance to annoy me, this time with his talks.

I used to ask God why Shivaay had to sit with me only in every class, until I found it myself. Apparently, the seating arrangements were done depending on the last names. Shivaay’s surname, Oberoi, started with “O”, while my surname, Mehra, started with “M”. And there was no one in our class with last name starting with “N”. So ta-da! I get to sit with the annoying Shivaay Singh Oberoi! What-a-fate?!

As time passed by, I started to get used to his annoying habits. And soon, a day came when I actually started liking them. I liked how used to put his elbow on MY table in math. I liked how he kicked MY chair in English class. I liked how he blocked the board from Me in science. I liked how he used to talk to ME all the time in history class. In all this time that I had spent him, I got to know that he is actually a pure soul…. Wait, had I started to feel for him?

Suddenly, I became so self-conscious. I started concentrating on my looks. Me, being a nerd, applied oil on my hair everyday and braided them when going to school. But now…. I started washing my hair literally everyday and left them open all the time. I started wearing better clothes than before. Leaving behind collared t-shirts under sweaters and skirts, I started wearing blouses and jeans.

As I started noticing myself, I also started noticing him for the first time. Especially, his blue eyes… they literally changed color sometimes… and they expressed so many emotions.

I remember how Mrs. Walter, our History teacher, used to tease me and Shivaay sometimes knowing that we were big-time enemies. One day, she had said, “Imagine Shivaay and Anika in a ball, dancing with each other…” While the whole class had burst into laughter, I was somewhere… blushing. I tried to maintain a stern face as I looked at Shivaay, who was busy giving angry looks to his friends as they were laughing and teasing him. Then, I realized that I didn’t even know what Shivaay thought of me? I knew that somewhere that I had started liking him, but did he even consider me his friend?

As things were quite alright with me in school with Shivaay being with me, Vikram Nadella then made his entry. He is what I would like to call a “villain” in my story. He was a villain after all he separated me and Shivaay!!!! Him, having a surname starting with “N”, meant that now Shivaay had to go away from me and I had to sit with that 2rs Vikram! Only if he knew how many times I had cursed him for separating me and Shivaay! Vikram sitting with me, now meant that I was close to Shivaay only in English and Science.

But did I tell you that things never go according to me? As if Vikram wasn’t enough, then came a new girl in our class: Tia! And she freaking sat right next to Shivaay! And I don’t know what magic she casted upon Shivaay, that she and Shivaay became friends in no time! They talked to each other all time and shared a lot of laughs which angered me so much! Shivaay even stopped kicking on my chair and blocking the board from me! Because hey! He was busy with that Tia! I so wished that somehow this Tia and Vikram were out of here, but like I said: things never go according to me!

Time passed by…. And one day, in English class, I again felt kicks on my chair. A smile immediately formed on my face. But why is he all of a sudden kicking on my chair again? I realized that Tia was absent today! OH YES!!! I saw as the teacher went outside the classroom for some work, and I instantly turned to face Shivaay.

“Hey,” He greeted me with a smile.

“Hey,” I greeted back, “Tia isn’t here today?”

He looked at the empty seat besides him and said, “I guess not… I am feeling a bit lonely without her…”

“Oh.” Was the only thing I could say. Why is he feeling lonely? I am also here! Before Tia, it was just me.

“Do you like Tia?” I suddenly asked. I couldn’t help it. I can’t just sit around wondering all the time if Shivaay likes her or not.

Shivaay looked at me for a minute. “Ummm… She is really pretty u know,” He started.

True! That girl is so beautiful that I am not even 1% compared to her!

“But,” He continued, “I don’t know if I have any feeling for her….”

What?! He doesn’t have any feelings for her?! Gosh, I am so happy right now.

“What about me?” I asked without thinking, making him gasp. Then I realized what I had said.

“Err…I mean as a friend?” I quickly changed the statement. Gosh! I had messed up so bad. I would literally have had him known about my feelings!

I chuckled with an attitude. “Did you think I had started to feel for you?!” I asked. “Never!” I knew I had overreacted, but my big fat ego came in between, restricting me to give him any hints about my feelings for him. So, I acted as if I didn’t care. 

But I guess I had hurted his ego by saying this, because he said, “You are saying as if I love you?! Well guess what? I don’t even like you as a friend!”

Ouch! That hurt! I turned around to hide the fact that I was hurt, when I heard his voice from behind.

“I don’t like you as a friend,” He said, “but I do like you as an evil friend!”

A smiled formed on my face…. But I refused to show him that. Bagad billa!

“I also like you… as an evil friend!” I told him without turning towards him. I could feel him smile when I said that.

That was the last actual conversation I had with him. After a few days, the school year ended, and summer break arrived. Everyone was happy, and I should have been too… but the fact that I won’t be able to see him for two long months just made me feel sick.

First day of seventh grade arrived… and I was super happy! I was probably like the only girl who was so excited for school while everyone was complaining that the summer break was too short. I rushed to school and reached there before the starting time. I was such a crazy person! But what to do? I was so excited to meet him. But upon reaching, what I found was quite shocking for me…. Shivaay and I weren’t in the same class! Like seriously? All my excitement was gone… and darkness took over…

Without him, the school year seemed too long now. I told myself a thousand times that I used to be fine before he entered in my life, but I just couldn’t move on. Luckily, during lunch, in cafeteria, he sat in the table which was across mine. But he never came or even tried to talk to me and neither did I…. Cause, if he doesn’t want to talk to me then why should I? I don’t want him to think that I am desperate to be with him even though I was. You see, I have a really big ego! So during lunch, I would just see him from my table as he talked to his friends. And whenever he looked towards me, I started talking to my friends. I acted to be happy and cheerful as if I didn’t miss him at all. Such a lair I am!

Then came a day… when my dad told me that we had to leave for Brazil at the end of the school year because of his job. I was very sad…. Sad that I had to leave New York, the place where I have spent almost all my life…. Sad that I won’t be able to spend time with my friends, especially Mali…. Sad that I won’t be able to see Shivaay anymore…. But I knew no matter what, we had to leave.

The last day of seventh grade was quite emotional… saying goodbye to all my teachers and friends…. I saw Shivaay one last time during lunch… he probably doesn’t even know that I am leaving. I so wanted to say goodbye to him and tell him how much I will miss him, but then again, my ego came in between…

And now I am here… in this airplane… leaving for Brazil. I put my seat belt on as our plane was about to take off. Forget him Anika… It’s over… You will never see him again… So just forget him. Move on!

As the airplane took off, I told myself to live a new life …. Start everything again in a new country… Start a new beginning…. But what I didn’t know was that you can’t start a new beginning unless everything is over. And in my case, it was NEVER over…

Heyyy!!! Did you all like it???? If you liked it, please comment your thoughts… It will just encourage me to write more…. So please comment if you liked it!