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Prince And A Dramatic Princess
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess locked up into the dungeon of a very scary castle... She screamed, she cried but no soul was kind hearted enough to let her escape from the maleficent intention of the king who wanted to make her his queen..."
"And a prince came, took out his sword and fought the armies.. He saved the princess.. The princess hugged him, they kissed and got married.. and happily ever after.. right dad", Arush sings to his father irritatingly...
"Exactly, how you got to know" asks Arnav to his son surprisingly
"Maybe because yesterday it was the vampire who saved the girl from the wolves, day after yesterday it was the prince who saved Cinderella from the tortures of her step mum and sisters, and the day before it was again the prince who saved the sleeping beauty from the spell of the wicked witch", retorts back Arushi with a sarcastic expression...
The two 6 year old kids cross their arms to their chest as they stare at the confused smile of their father.. "I got another one" he said but suddenly his daughter jerks off the blanket and crawls to him on the bed like a 2 year old baby.. She cups his face and smiles to her loving dad.. " Dad you are always the best, but storytelling, just leave it to mum, it is not your thing.. We'll still love you as much as always even if you do not try.. Don't worry, Arush and I can wait for bedtime stories till mum comes back from India, right Arush", Arushi said while looking towards her brother and the latter instantly jumps at the chance and nods in acknowledge.. After all, who wants to be tortured again with witches, step moms, scary dungeons or worst, vampires and wolves and Arush was so glad that for once his twin sister who is most of the time the cutest and sweetest one, has decided to save them from the new boring story of Arnav Singh Raizada.. On the spot, Arnav grabs Arushi and pulls her into his lap. The little girl pouts disappointedly as she definitely knows the laad governor of her mother. Arnav stands from the bed and walks to the other side of the bed with Arushi in his arms.. As he lays her on bed next to Arush, he sits next to her and covers them with the blanket... The twins bang their heads together while their father starts...
Prince... he was known as prince.. The heartthrob of every gorgeous girl.. sorry I mean, heartthrob of any girl... gorgeous, studious, boring, or the no brain ones.. every girl doted on him and never a day he missed showing his pride of being the prince of Excel College... And that morning was no different...
The alarm clock struck 6 am, Prince woke up and threw away the blankets.. He got onto his legs, stretched out his muscles and played on the music player...He danced and sang on his favorite music.. I guess it was kind of his morning ritual.. After a long shower, prince pulled on his new brand jeans and t shirt.. He was a guy who could spent like hours in front of the mirror.. proud of his own beauty, he knew the power of his smirk.. And when he finally decided to set off for college, it was already late as usual.. but who cares,.. even the female teachers doted on his pretty face.. Prince cannot wait for class, the class has to wait for him..
" The class waits for him.. I like this guy, I wish to be like him, isn't he cool dad?" says Arush out of awe for this guy he only heard about... "Ofcourse Arush, he was the dude, and you definitely look like a dude also" replies happily Arnav to his son, "What cool dad? I'm sure he must be some brainless arrogant spoilt brat.. and yeah dad is right, you definitely look like that brainless arrogant brat Arush" retorts back Arushi in her sanak wala style. Arush fumes angrily at his sister and he pulls out her hairs, "aww, dad", Arushi cries out in pain and Arnav instantly intervenes between his twins.. "Ok stop.. Arushi, you are right baby, he was undoubtedly arrogant.. maybe spoilt also, and very bratty just like both of you... but you are wrong if you say he was brainless.. as he was one of the most intelligent guy of his family... with a dream.. a motive in life.. to succeed without any help of his family background", Arnav explains to his daughter who didn't seem quite fond of the prince unlike her twin brother.. "See", Arush exclaims proudly towards Arushi... "Whatever dad, I don't like him, I hope this prince never found a princess", says Arushi irritatingly. Arnav raises his eyebrows in amusement while Arush pouts, confused whether prince found a princess or not.. if not, maybe he won't find a princess like that cool dude.. "Did he?", finally asks Arush to his dad...
Prince's first love was himself.. no doubt! But his second love was his damn hot Mercedes..
And when he pulled up the screeching brakes into the college car park... all knew that the prince finally made his entry... His best quality was that he was friends with everyone.. or let's say he liked that saying.. " keep your friends close, and enemies closer", he loved to be loved.. to be known.. to be the friend of everyone... but in reality this was his own way to have an upper hand on everyone even those he had no interest in them except for his nasty pranks... But he still had an enemy.. the nature... He disgusted rain.. He so hated to get drench... "If that morning I knew that the rain had some plans to spoil my day as soon as I reach college, I would have never got out of my palace", he thought... He stepped out of the car and ran up the stairs hurriedly...As he reached the corridors, he stopped and flicked his hands into his spoilt hairs in horror.. "Damn this rain".. when suddenly, the wind blew harder.. and in a moment his view was completely blurred into yellow.. He felt a coldness stick to his face... Struggling, he finally removed the coldness.. a yellow dupatta and he stared at it in confusion.. From behind, the chanchan of a running figure caught his attention and he smirked as he clenched his fists into the wet duppatta.. In a swift, he turned his back and what he saw was just... Dramatic.
"Dramatic?, I thought it was the princess, how can it be dramatic dad, isn't it supposed to be magical or romantic like your every stories, and where are the fireworks??" asks Arush to Arnav... "Oh shut up Arush, dad say, what happen, was she the princess?" says Arushi with shining stars in her eyes...
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Doe shaped eyes.. long black silky hairs... she had one of those earrings, jumkhas.. completely desi girl.. She was totally opposite of the kind of girl Prince liked.. She was running through the corridors.. out of breath... in a salwar, totally drenched.. in complete slow motion style.. At the instant moment, Prince was convinced that this girl came straight from a bollywood movie.. And if this was not enough, his eyes popped out when the girl reached nearer and it seemed that her brakes failed..
"Brakes failed, wasn't she running?" intervenes Arush... "She was but..." replies Arnav..
At that moment, Prince got to know.. that this girl is a problem to solutions... She slipped onto the wet floor and lost her balance.. If half a second late, she would have fell from the balcony.. Her eyes was closed all this while.. her box like dhaba fell from the first floor making sounds like fireworks.. And prince, he stared at that girl mumbling some unknown language like devi maiya stuffs.. He didn't know what she was saying.. and when she finally opened her eyes to see if she was alive or not, her eyes met with those hypnotizing chocolate gaze... Hanging into the air, holding on to the only support of this stranger's hand, she stared at his smirk in confusion.. As she noticed her duppatta in his other hand, her mouth formed an O shape... and "what are you doing, pull me up now, else I will complain to the principal", she said out... Prince was actually pretty amused with her behavior and in a swift he pulled her causing her to crash into his hard chest... but even the girl knew that he pulled her so violently in purpose so that she falls into his arms.. She looked at him angrily and tried to grab her duppata from his hand, but he didn't let her to get hold of the dupatta and asked casually.. "New student, right? And the first day itself you fell into my arms.. I must say, lucky girl, aren't you?"... The girl violently grabbed her duppata and pulled it out of his grip.. "lucky, my foot! Because of you, all my jalebis are ruined", she retorted back as she lowered her eyes to the ground floor.. Prince looked down and said.. " Oh jalebis, so you are a jalebi bhai".. Khushi's eyes popped out in horror ... " So sorry, next time I better save that box instead of you", prince taunted back.. but with a smirk he also added.. " so miss drama queen, what's your name? I am...", but she finished for him as she said... " the dude of the college.. heart throb of thousands,...", hearing her words, prince smirked contently.. "A new admirer", he thought... "rich spoilt brat, arrogant, manipulative and heartless" she continued much to the shock of prince as he closed his fists angrily at the guts of that new comer... "list is long enough.. no interest to know more.. Excuse me", said the girl before she tried to walk away... But.. Prince suddenly held her arms and blocked her way as he said fumingly.. "No one talks to me like that, how dare you?". "Leave me", the girl cried out as she fixed into those scary eyes.. the eyes of a hidden beast... "Remember, this is my territory", declared the prince.. but he didn't see it coming when the girl gave him a hard kick and managed to escape from his grip.. He looked at her running away and nodded angrily.. "this is not over, I am the prince, and you.. the most irritating princess that ever existed,... Arnav Singh Raizada is not done with you!"
"What? it was you? The prince was you dad" Arush asks in shock.. "and that girl was mum.. great dad, I'm so proud to be mama's girl... She gave you what you deserve dad", says Arushi in awe of her mother.. "But.. if mum hated you from the first day, how did you end up together, it doesn't make any sense.. please tell dad, how mama falls in love with papa..." asks Arushi eagerly... Arnav smiles at his twins and, "Time for bed now... we'll continue this tomorrow", says Arnav, the responsible father... "Please dad, I want to know, I want to know!" begs the little girl.. "Arush, Arushi, I said time for bed.. Come on.. that's the condition or I won't continue tomorrow.." orders Arnav while he gets out of the bed... He tucks them into the blanket.. kisses their forehead and wishes them a goodnight before lighting off the lamp on the bedside table..
Note
This was the main shot... All shots need to take this one shot into consideration.. track of your scenes to be the same as in this one shot, that is, enmity, fights, revenge, ragging... You got a pretty description of Arnav's character here.. and as for Khushi she is quite same as in the show.. here she's a new student in excel college...topper of her old college from lucknow... kind hearted, generous and hard worker , someone who stands for her right no matter what.. money power has no meaning in her dictionary... and she cannot tolerate the kind of people who manipulate anyone for their own advantage.. and she is capable to recognize such people at one glimpse... Arrogance and pride are her enemies.. She has traditional values but she is not an outdated girl.. she wears salwars.. but can also wear kurtas with jeans... Fun to be friend with but it can be a headache if she is an enemy... Both Characters are 18 years old..
I think that's all for the moment.. do check out the rules list.. I'm adding one more rule concerning background characters... My one shot is the intro so it has much more scenes of Arnav and his kids.. but your shots, it's up to the writers.. Let your imaginations talk...
