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Every event will teach you something in your life, but the only lesson will be to remain strong all alone.” [Ifveen]
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Amidst the whispering students, the ringing bells, and the bright red roses, I was walking to my cla**room. The sunlight was
brighter today or maybe it was just me feeling better. After Remo shared his past, we talked to darkness. We only spoke of good
things. It was a special duration, it felt like I wasn’t this ugly girl who had issues bigger than her life no more Like I was the most
blessed person on the earth. He made me feel good, he made me feel beautiful. Something that I would never believe myself to
be. He reminded me of the goodness of humans. Making me contemplate if he was like that with everyone else.
‘Does he tell everyone what happened to him in the past? Or it was just me. Am I special to him? Or he is just a kind person and
I am a**uming things. I wish I was special for him, not just someone he could talk to. His texts show he cares about me, even if
it’s a little bit. He did confess that he never had told his insecurities to anyone other than me. The sensation of being someone’s
secret-relieving cushion felt better. Does he cherish me as much as I cherish my diary? Perhaps I am thinking too much, we
were not that close. He had not yet seen my face. If he did, would he have left me too?
The sadness seeps from me. I hated this, this my quality of overthinking it to the point that I could turn beautiful moods into the
wreckage. I hated myself for being the one who didn’t see good in anything. My head collided with something hard, halting my
steps. I rubbed my forehead and looked up, my eyes found his mesmerizing black pools. His stocky body stood there like a
stone. His lips curled into an enigmatic smile, one hand in a pocket while one at the left side. His chin slightly tucked in as he
raised a brow at me.
I stared, he blinked. My eyes were lured into the abyss of his dark eyes. In our simple formal school dress that is a white shirt
and grey pants. He looked painstakingly Handsome. The white shirt complimented his dark yet soft features. His beautiful short
black hair flowed with wind and fell on his eyes. Making my hand itch, for a second I wanted to remove his hair to gaze into his
eyes. My hand was midway when someone next to me cleared her throat and I put it back down in shame.
‘God! What’s wrong with me! Why am I getting fascinated by him!’
The person who cleared her throat was Nina. His best friend. She smiled at me and I smiled back after all she had helped me
yesterday.
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Her eyes moved from me to Rohan and then panned out at me. She forwarded her hand for a handshake, grinning at me. Her
smile was adorable and I found my lips automatically lifting into a smile. I guess she was the kind of person whose smile could
light up the room.
“Hey, Jacky. I heard from Rohan that you would like to be my friend. Thank you for accepting me. Let’s be friends from today
onwards officially.” she said softly, wistfully.
I raised a brow at Rohan. I would have even stepped back if it wasn’t for her smile. I closed my eyes and looked at him again, he
was something. He even lied to his best friend. He chose to look away, hands in pockets and a requesting smile on his face.
Yesterday I just said I would think about it but he told her something else. Of course, he would choose to lie, why did I even
expect something other than lies from him. ‘A bad boy like him is always going to choose to lie over anything else.’
Nina’s eyes wrinkled and I saw her shoulders stiffening.
“Jacqueline.” She said beckoning to me from the gate of our cla**room. “What happened?”
I shook her hand with a smile, even though I hated her Best friend at that time. The liar, the perpetual believer of getting
everything he wanted. I wanted to say that he lied to you, Nina. But the hope in her gaze stopped me.
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“Nothing. I was just surprised.”
“Okay. Friends?”
I smile and mumble softly, “yes Friends.”
How long will I be able to keep his lies? I think of pulling her into a corner and telling her what her friend did or show her how
much of a jerk he was. But she hooks my arm with hers and my heart clenches. Sure she had hurt me the first day we met, but it
didn’t mean she deserves to lie to or be cheated on.
“Love you, Rohan.” She announces sending him a fly kiss that he dramatically catches and puts it in the front pocket of his shirt.
It was cute, but will she still believe in their friendship if she came to know he had lied to her. Or it wouldn’t matter to her. Perhaps
she didn’t lose anything but what about Rohan. Won’t he lose her unshakable trust in him?

We turn around to walk inside the cla**room, and I crane my neck back to glare at him. He flinches, yet his gaze remains
dangerous and got feeling like he would do something stupid.
“You know you are the first friend I have officially made, Jacqueline. Thank you for accepting me.”
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I bit my lips tightly, to shake off the guilt from my soul.
“You will be my first real-life friend Nina. And. And It’s my honor to have you in my life as a friend. Plus I don’t want to be beaten
down again.”
This was the first time I was able to look into a person’s eyes and still lie. Perhaps because it wasn’t a malicious one.
She smiles as a single deep dimple forms on the left side of her lips.
“Oh Gosh! Jacky, you are funny.”
Her barrel chest and compact form looked harmless at that time. If someone would have asked me if she could hit a person as
she did I would have laughed at the person’s face.