Page 48 of Storm
“About becoming an omelette.” I nodded with clenched jaw.
“Or a cake?” She nudged me as if I was on board with her crazy idea.
“We are going to pretend this never happened.” I warned her. Actually threatened with blazing eyes and complete glaring thing.
“What never happened? That you guys literally can’t get enough of each ot...”
“That we ever had this conversation.”
“But...”
I did not let her finish, and paced around her thanking God, as I told her, “I can't be glad enough that you and I don't study in the same college. Otherwise, God knows the amount of crap you would have given me, when I’d have told you, Zee has offered me a ride to college whenever he has early morning appointments. So I don’t have to take a train or bus every day. My ears would have fallen off by now with the insanity you would have turned this innocent offer into.”
“He will be dropping you?!” Umber went all ooh and aah over it.
Somebody dig me a hole to hide into...Please!
Before she could go on with the omg's and all that, I forced myself to smile and rounded on her, “Talking about college, what’s going on? Found any hot guy to crush on? Anyone caught your eye? Tell me the juicy stuff. Let’s gossip about you, instead of trying to link me with your cousin.”
Just then, Zee came into view.
Now my smile wasn’t forced. I was smirking in victory,
“And here comes your cousin, who I'm sure is gonna get all protective jerk on you about the guys in your life.” As he came near, I whispered cuttingly,
“And you will deserve it.”
“I don't think he’ll be that angry if it concerns me. But can't say the same if it’s about you, his best friend.” Umber shrugged unperturbed by my threats.
I was the one who was scared now. What the hell?!
Zee came to a halt just a few steps away from us and I grinned showing all my teeth. He returned the smile easily.
In an extra cherry voice as if rainbows are bursting left right and centre, I spoke,
“Hello friend! We were talking about guys and here you are. A guy!”
It was as if, I was trying to remind them both and myself that we were just friends, though none of them had asked.
“Why are you talking about guys? Anyone hit on you?” Zee gave me a forbidding look.
I gulped out of shock and doubt of Umber's theories being something. Then quickly discarded it off as idiotic and gulped again having nothing to say in answer to his impatient questioning look.
Shall I tell him about the guy on my mind all the freaking time?
“No one's hitting on me.” I said in one breathe.
Well, what was I supposed to say? Aariz was not flirting with me...Not really flirting.
“Then why do you have that face on?” Zee gave me a curious look.
“What face?”
“I-killed-someone-and- now-I'm-screwed, kind of face.”
“I have hurt someone...badly.” I
whispered gazing at the ground below.
