The Footballer

Riya's POV

"Hey dad, I'm already bored" I told my dad making a pitable face.

"I'm sure you will enjoy watching.."

I turned back, annoyed, luckily I was able to snatch a chair from a girl, before she could sit. No wait, I didn't made her fall, I am not that great. I just wanted my ass to rest no matters if other strangers just dingles around me and fart at me.

Well, that would be horrible.

I'm in a garba spot and people are all dacing in a circular spot, few of them are drunk.

If you don't know what garba is, I'll let you know. Basically, Garba is a traditional dance form of India where people dance in traditional uniforms following similar steps. These steps can match with any song in the world, I tell you! That is its speciality.

Those dancing people are surrounded by more homosapiens or so called audience, most of them are standing as they could not get the seat. Perhaps the entire population of this city has rushed to this place, and so I am with my mom, dad and sibblings. The music is loud and I too wants to dance but I'm not in the mood.

There are two of my neighbours who, unfortunately live just nextdoors, Sagar and Kaushal (brothers, of course). They are teenagers of around my age, but I will better adjust myself in hell than living as their neighbors.

"They just don't know how to do garba. I better go blind than seeing them dance, it's horrific" I told my sister, she laughed and shook her head in agreement.

Holy shit! i just saw one of my classmates, she is dressed as if we all are here to attend her wedding. And there's another friend of mine, she is looking super hot, Vaish (her pet name).

I do love this dance form, where strangers dance together, in same beat and same steps . However I just hate the songs they are playing rightnow.

'nowadays, I'm waiting for someone to enter my life and fill it with love' (translated few lines of a bollywood song).

I just want to kill that person who has selected the songs and I will take my super hot friend to bury his body somewhere in the mini-woods behind our school. Oh! I forgot to mention, this dance spot is nothing but a huge public playground hired by the organisers situated just behind our school building.

Beside me is standing Jiya, the girl, whom now I just fucking hate like hell. Oh wait she managed to get a chair in this storming crowd. She once used to be my best friend but many a times she has proved that I'm fucking bad in selecting people. Well, she is perhaps right. Her elder sister, Radhika is standing behind her, if we count in descending order of her five sisters Radhika will be the second from top and Jiya is the youngest one. Radhika is about to get divorced, well hope she gets it soon because her husband is an evil monster and he still loves his ex-girlfriend.

Oh fucking wait! I just saw a guy from my class, Ryan. He is a popular bad boy, in the entire city. I could see his perfect body in the same garba spot. He didn't saw me.

We walked this spot from our house, as everyone does, because it's like a night walk after dinner. The time when we left our house was around half past nine in the evening.

Throughout the walk, I was expecting to see that one guy, whom I saw in the rain and whose name I don't know. I don't even know who he is and where he lives or in which school he studies. But I kind of like him, from the first day I saw him. He is kind of bad boy who loves to drive his sexy motorbike furiously on the roads and streets. He really drives so well. There is a huge scarcity of bad boys in my city.

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Next day

Since autum breaks are on, I'm having enough sleep except for those days when my dad gets up early and wakes me up giving an entire speech on health and sleep habits.

Trust me his speech is as irritating as your morning alarm.

I choose to get up than to listen him.

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About an hour ago, our Maths teacher gave us a Arithmatic reasoning worksheet in the tution.

I was sitting in the right of last seat of of the right column in the class. On the left of me was Aanchal. She was our source of wifi in the tution. Whenever we found the lessons boring, we would beg her to switch her hotspot on and Pranjal will connect her phone to it. We will just swipe photos of random male models on any social media or simply open wattpad.

The bench just in front of us is occupied by the asses of Vaish in the left, Shristi in the middle and Pranjal in the right.

"guys do you know, I just made a list of proposals, however I remembered just half of the names, the list I made has about 25 or 30 names" Vaish told us with pride.

"So that's your new fucking business, I see" I said, unamused.

Vaish: " hey trust me I'm not lying"

Me: "just kidding,.send me that list today, I'll see"

She nodded. But she never send me that list after that. (-_-)

When she turned to her front, our math teacher was standing there carring smile on his face. He was holding the COMPLETED worksheet of the toppers of our tution.

"Did you solved the entire sheet? How can anyone be so fast?" Vaish asked the twin sisters sitting before her. They nodded to her expression. And our math teacher laughed. I'm damn sure they must be freaking with pride internally but they didn't let their real expression come out or maybe they are used to such complements.

Our math teacher was standing just beside her. He is the only teacher in our tution who will laugh on our jokes and will talk fun with we five girls. Who are like five idiots of our class, but still we enjoy a lot. He is a brilliant and genius man.

He was an AIR 4 in IIT. But still he chose to teach because he loves teaching.

What a great man!

"Come on Vaish, everyone's not like you" I said and chukled. Everyone including sir laughed.

"shut up" she replied, and filled her cheeks with air. She then started solving the worksheet pretty seriously.

We began to make fun of her.

" hey Vaish see what the joker says 'WHY SO SERIOUS?'.." shristi commented.

Vaish didn't responded but continued solving that damn sheet.

"Vaish has suddenly got some kind of jolt, she's being serious for studies, can you believe?" I told Shristi. We both laughed at Vaish.

"Stop it guys, I'm feeling like I have wasted my 2 hours of today."

Vaish commented in a serious tone with her eyes down.

"and why you guys are being so funny today?" she continued.

"oh See! Who is saying that. The girl who drives all the fun in every class and never let us study. What's now wrong with you dear?" I chuckled.

She started laughing. But then turned back to her sheet.

We did the same.

It's true. In every class, she makes us have fun and we are the only students who's laughs and chuckles could be heard in the deadly silent class. Our physics teacher always curses us in his mind. See, I can read minds.

Suddenly Vaish turned back to Aanchal,

" hey! You know, last night (in the dushera fest.) when I was taking pictures, I captured Shinoy by fault."

I didn't moved my head but rolled my eyes to look at her with an unamused emoji face.

"Now who the hell you are taking about so important than your sheet?"

" you know nothing about the outside world " Vaish said smirking.

"He is Ryan's friend. Another popular bad boy. He's a Super handsome guy." she continued and took my notebook, opened its last page and wrote his facebook username.

"search this out on facebook, you'll get to know about him" she winked at me.

"Mansi and Nadia are his ex girlfriends" I rolled my eyes.

Meanwhile Aanchal searched it out and showed me.

"he's an amazing football player" Vaish told us.

My eyes widened at him.

"those ugly bitches were his girlfriends?"

I was freaking happy. He is so goddamn cute plus footballers are my weakness.

"wait, I know this face." I told them

I snatched the phone from her and started observing his pictures.

Finally I got to know his name.

"hey, this is the boy, I wanted to know about. From the first day I saw him, I kept looking at him. And I always want to see him again whenever I'm out. " I whispered to them in exitement.

Vaish: "Riya, now I'm going to tell him that you like him"

"hey! You won't" I literally got goosebumps.

What if she tells him that I was talking about his killer looks?

What if he gets to know that I do like him?

well I don't funking like him, I can't. I am never going to fall in love with anyone.

I ignored her. But she seemed so stiched to her words.

Was she really going to tell him?

I ignored her.

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