Funday

Next Sunday

Riya's POV

Today's Sunday and our math teacher has called us to school for extra classes sharp at 8 am for one and half hour. Before I entered and much before our teacher came, Ryan entered and took out Humpty Dumpty's deo bottle and sprayed it all over in the class. Humpty Dumpty is our boy's class captain, he looks like an egg and so his name.

"Who the hell thinks he has been to a party? I mean how can anyone tolerate this much of deo? I would have simply died sneezing" I said to my friends,

"It's Ryan who thinks that since it is sunday, all have worn their unwashed socks and hence it will be smelly, and so...he sprayed his deo all around."

"Uhh...so kind of him, LMAO"

The class started. When sir turned to write something on the board Ryan took his iPhone and captured this pic😂. But I'm nowhere in them.



After the class was over. We were out, in front of the school gate along with our Math teacher since he had the responsibility for our departure.

No one among the girls brought phones. It wasn't allowed though. But Ryan likes to break rules and so he was the only one who took pics in class.

"Umm...sir can we have your phone, will take selfies and you would send us on maths group (WhatsApp)." I asked our math teacher.

We took this pic. 👇



Next afternoon

Vaish: hii!

Riya : hey vaish!

Vaish: wassup?

Riya: insta! getting social.

Vaish: search for Shivoy, lol .

Riya: hmm... -_-

I opened his Instagram. It was private, unfortunately. I send him a follow request, idly and absent mindly.

Vaish: wanna attend today's class? I think we'll have tests..

Riya: yup! I'd come. Don't say you've got another plan to bunk it.

Vaish : okay then bye, I won't come.

Riya: come-on we cannot bunk classes you know, we are on the verge of our finals.

Vaish : I need to sleep *sleeping emojies*, I woke up too early, sharp at 6 in the morning. And my ass wants rest.

Riya: I'll drag you right from your house to the class if you won't come and your ass will be ripped....

-_-

Vaish: I wish I could kill you. See ya.

Riya: I'll wait!

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As every sunday, we had our weekly test. As usual it went bad. Like every weekend we went to the nearby chowpatty for our favourite Manchurian. Like every other day, we had to convince shristi's sister for taking shristi along. Nobody in her van has problem but her sister.lol. Sisters are so, and they should be so. It adds fun in life.

I always have pretty much fun and like every other girl, I too want to remain a child, forever. It's funny how Peter Pan says 'never grow up'. But deeply, it's so true-like.

Our social science teacher is a big heck to our lives. But he makes us laugh like a mad jester.

He's a nice man.

I'm sorry I just lied.

Once while teaching, he was annoyed of chatters so jokingly he wrote on the blackboard ..

" Shop no. 08

Shop name: let's talk!

₹100  per hour

₹110 for 2 hours."

The whole class burst into laughter as he wrote this, shouting light slangs. This lasted for a few minutes till he became literally serious about the topic.

Yesterday, Humpty Dumpty asked me to write that same thing on the board before the teacher could come to the class. It was funny, I wrote the 2nd line, he wrote the first one and the rest was written by Adarsh (pubg boy). Teacher entered the class and everyone went silent. His period was soon after lunch break so more than half of the boys were in the playground.

We were so proud of our deed. I looked for Humpty Dumpty grinning he looked back and then we both turned to Adarsh. Laughing.

"Who wrote this? Tell me. I won't teach. I'll call the principal. I'll call your parents. Tell me. Who saw this being written?" He freaked out in anger.

"Nobody saw? No one of you? Aditi you wrote this ? Yeah I know that's you ." He shouted  aditi. Oh poor she. Lol. But we have to save her.lol.

I made eye contact with teacher.

"You wrote this Riya? Tell me." I simply let my head down without saying a word.

"Okay don't tell me I won't teach"

He said as if we are dying to be taught.

Not a single student said a word. Our class was united, Yo! I'm so proud of my class.

"Who wrote this?" Girls sitting on the first bench just before me, asked this to me, in whispers. If I have told them, I was as good as dead, they will secretly tell teacher for sake of marks, bloody beggars.

"Fuck off bitches, it's none of your business" I replied, smirking.

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