chapter 15

Divya - You don’t know, I can do anything.Vicky - Haha! That’s great. I watched the full movie while chatting with him. I enjoyed very much by doing that. It was an amazing experience for me. I thought, “Oh my God, I have never enjoyed this much ever before in my life. That’s why girls make boyfriends. That’s why boys make girlfriends. Because it’s very enjoyable.”“Oh Gosh, I am enjoying every second of my life now! What a pleasant experience it is. Oh God! I am running short of words to explain my feelings. Hey, wait, wait! Why am I saying so? He is not my boyfriend. I am not his girlfriend yet. But still, I am enjoying a lot talking to him. It’s magic. If in the event he becomes my boyfriend and I become his girlfriend, then how much will our enjoyment increase? Our happiness will know no bounds.” We kept on chatting with each other late till midnight. Our conversation was just funny. We discussed about the movies we had seen, we discussed about tv shows, we discussed about our class behaviours, how we behave with the other students and the teachers and many other trivial things. I looked at the clock. The time was 2 a.m.! I said to him, “Oh my God! The clock has struck two p.m. Now, we should sleep. We have to go to school tomorrow.”Vicky - Oh yeah. I didn’t even realize when the time passed. Divya - Yeah, the time passed so fast. Vicky - Haha!Divya - But I really enjoyed talking to you. Vicky - Same here. Divya - Okay, let’s sleep now. Good night. Vicky - Good night dear. I smiled and wrote, “Take care dear.”Vicky - You too, my dear. The Next DayI reached the school smiles. Vaishali had reached before. When she saw my smiling face, she said, “I guess Vicky has casted a spell on you.”Divya - Hey, no it’s not like that. She said, teasing me, “Believe me or not. You have started falling in love with him.”Divya - Arre, aiwe hi, not at all. She said looking deep into my eyes, “I can see it.”Divya - I can’t feel it. Vaishali - I can bet you are going to fall in love with him. Divya - No way.Vaishali - I bet you a pizza. Divya - Done. The bell of the last period rang. Vicky again came and chased me. But this time, we didn’t meet anywhere as I had already told him that I could not reach home late everyday. Vaishali said to me, “I can’t believe how much he cares for you.” I just smiled to hear that. She teased me, “I guess you are blushing.”I said beaming at her, “No!”Vaishali - Hey, look at me, you are blushing!I giggled, “No!” My cheeks turned red. Vaishali - You are blushing! Oh my God, I can’t believe that you are blushing!We reached the point where we had to part, I turned my scooty towards my home and said, “Okay, now we will discuss tomorrow if I was blushing or not.” I ended my sentence with a laugh. She laughed too. About fourteen days slid by. I spent the last fourteen days chatting with him twenty four into seven. I was feeling as if I was in paradise. I had become addicted to his phone calls and messages. His one message was enough to induce happiness in my mind and heart. I had reached a different zone of my mind and of my mind. One day, I was talking to myself, “I wonder why I didn’t take a move before to make my life a heaven. I can’t believe that I just needed a boy in my life to make myself complete. Earlier, I used to get bored for the whole day. Even when I used to watch any Bollywood movie, it would increase the emptiness of my heart.”“My heart was a desert before and I needed rain. But I was not moving to the place where it was raining. I was wasting my time wandering here and there. I am feeling satisfied, I am feeling I am in bliss, I am feeling heart contended, only after meeting Vicky. Now, I am not feeling the loneliness that I used to feel before.”The whats app message of Vicky came. It stirred the happiness in me. My face was all smiles. I clicked on the message. He wrote, “Hi, what’s going on?”I texted him, “Nothing, just thinking about you.”Vicky - I heard a new song. It’s really very nice. I am going to send you the link. Divya - Okay. I looked at the clock. The time was already 11 p.m. He sent me the link. I clicked on the link and started listening to the song. It was an english song. The model in the song wore very short clothes. There were some scenes which were very hot. Clothes were much shorter even than bikni. I texted him, “Hey, what kind of song is this? It’s very dirty.”Vicky - Haha! Why are you calling it a dirty song? Listen to its beats. The beats are very beautiful. Divya - No, I can’t see, it’s very filthy. Vicky - Grow up Divya. These things are normal nowadays. Divya - But it’s not normal for me. You are in plus two. I am just in ninth. Vicky - You are fifteen years old Divya. You are not a kid. Divya - I don’t want to talk over this. Vicky - Okay, okay, no problem. Relax. Divya - Hmm…Please change the topic now. Vicky - Okay, okay. So, how was your day? Divya - Day was okay okay. Vicky - Can I call you to make this day interesting? Divya - Sure. You are asking me as if you never called me this time. Hehe. His call came and I picked up his call. Vicky - Hi dear. Divya - Hi Vicky. When he called me dear, I felt good somewhere in my heart. I didn’t know why. (It will be so nice of you, if you leave at least a single word comment and please don't forget to follow me and become my superfan. You will be able to read all the locked parts of all my series for free and you will also be able to chat with me and my superfans directly.)