Akash closed his open mouth, still shocked, and abruptly turned around. Manya grabbed an outfit from her bag and raced into the restroom. Once Akash heard the restroom click, he shook his head as if it were all a dream. He threw himself on the bed again, a bit puzzled. The bathroom door opened again and he looked up. Manya strode out, looking beautiful in a blue churidaar dress now. She flipped her dupatta over her shoulder, walking straight to him. He leaned on his elbow but didn't stand up. M: HOW DARE YOU? A: ME? Tum ho jo mere room mein aker--aise--BEHUDA harkatein ker rahi thi! Manya opened her mouth in shock. She rested on her hands on her hips. M: Tumhari itni JURAT?! TUM MERE kamre ho! Akash stood up. A: Aye! Yeh mera room hai! M: Mera room hai! A: Acha? Tho main phir andher kaise aya? Manya gave him a dirty look. M: Shakal se tho chor lagte ho! A: Sun, churail kahin ki-- Manya gave him a sick look. M: Tumne mujhe churail kaha? A: If you think I'll call you Rani Mukherjee, you're wrong, sweetheart. Manya glared at him. She stuck out her hand. M: Chaabi dikhao! A: Just GET out of my room! M: SHOW ME THE KEY! Akash groaned and handed her the key. She looked at it and read "MASTER KEY" on it. She smirked. M: Kaha tha maine. Chor kahin ka. A: CHOR? MAIN? M: Haan, tum! Yeh key school ke liye. HOW DARE YOU USE IT TO GO INTO GIRL'S ROOMS?! Akash narrowed his eyes angrily at her. A: YEH MERA ROOM HAI! M: Acha? Chalo neeche phir receptionist ke paas! A: CHALO! He suddenly grabbed her arm and began to walk. Manya stopped and glared at him. M: Haath muth lagana verna haath tod dhoon gi! Akash quickly let go of her wrist. A: Tum jise ek dafa dekh dho na, woh bechara vaise hi toot jaye ga! Manya stomped her foot angrily. M: Hmm! She twisted her mouth as she said this and stormed out of the room. Akash rolled his eyes and imitated her, stomping too and following her out. They reached the receptionist desk angrily, both shouting. M: Please tell him yeh kis ka room hai. A: Yes, tell me this is my room. Manya glared at him. The receptionist looked it up again. R: Room number 202 belongs to Manya Sharma...Akash Rathod is in room number 203. Manya smiled victoriously. She held her key in front of his face, smiling. M: Did you hear that, Akash Rathod? Room number 202 Manya Sharma ka hai. Akash glared at her. R: Sir, I'm terribly sorry. I must have given you the wrong key by mistake. I apologize-- Manya smirked. M: Aap ki ghalti nahin hai. Jinki niyat mein khaut hoti hai na, woh doosroon ki cheezun ko bhi apna banane chal perte hain. She flipped her hair again and began to walk away. A: Oh, Miss. Manya Sharma! Manya stopped but didn't turn. A: Niyat mein khaut ho yaan na ho, aapko dekh ker zaroor ho jaye... Manya turned and looked at him, her mouth open. M: Jerk! Akash laughed. A: You're right. Tumhare saath jo flirt kerne ki koshish karega, woh jerk hi hoga. He walked past her. He stuck out his hand and lightly pushed her face away, making her step back. A: Hata sawan ki gata!
Manya smiled as her roommmate entered the room hurriedly. She was wearing a purple dress, her hair tied flowing. M: Hi. I'm Manya Sharma. The girl smiled. R: I'm Roopa. The girls began to chat as a bell rang. An announcement rang through the rooms and halls. A: Will all new students report to the school field for orientation? Manya and Roopa walked downstairs and out in the field in the fresh air. Manya spotted Akash and their eyes met. He grinned. Manya winced as she him walk towards her. He suddenly plucked a flower out of a nearby bush, smiling. He brought it close to her, smiling flirtatiously. Manya watched him nervously. He stepped close, and she stared at him. He suddenly walked past her. Manya opened her mouth a bit in surprise. She was sooo sure he was walking towards her. She turned, surprised, and saw him walk to Roopa. He handed her the flower, grinning. A: Damn. Aap khud itni haseen hai yaan--Frankenstein ki wife ke paas kherri ho ker itni beautiful lag rahi hain? He gave Manya a glance, smirking. Manya groaned angrily. M: Roopa, istherhan ke ladkun se bach ker raho. Kaun jaane kab niyat kharaab ho jaye. A: Hmm..Roopa..nice name. And yes, aap ek baat ka khyal rakhein. Kuch logoon ko towels mein goomne ki bahut aadat hai. Manya breathed in furiously. A: I mean, aapne suna hoga that boys usually do that...but trust me, you'll be surprised... He smiled and turned away, pushing Manya's shoulder on the way. Manya stumbled, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Akash's sleeve for support. Akash stopped and stared at her hand on his sleeve and then at her. Manya blushed suddenly and stood straight, grabbing her hand back. Akash turned to look at Roopa. A: Jinki khud niyat kharaab ho, they shouldn't point fingers at others..what say? Manya rolled her eyes as Roopa giggled and Akash grinned. A: I'll see you later, Roopa.
After the principle gave a long speech about law, and how all these students were here to help, all the students lined up before their assigned teachers for their first projects. The teacher introduced herself as Ms. Jyostna, smiling. J: I will announce partners first and tomorrow in class we will decide the rest, okay? They all nodded. As partners were given out, Manya's name was called out. J: Manya Sharma with Akash Rathod. Are both present? Both looked up, shocked. Akash and Manya both gave a disgusted look. They both looked at each other, almost horrified. This was not good!
PRECAP: Akash picked up Manya in his arms, as Manya stared at him. The music of Tum Kya Jano played as he, looking straight ahead, walked with Manya back to the school building...
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