21. Whose mistake?

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
A girl sat on the comfortable sofa in the lounge area of a building. She was filling a form. Her father stands outside the building taking an important call. But her expressions were annoyed filled with a hint of anguish. She was filling the form roughly without thinking. Suddenly her pen stopped working which only made her frustration grow, she yanked the pen to revive it's ink back to the nip of it.
"Are you out of your mind! What the hell you did?", a manly voice growled behind her.
She turned only to find a boy of almost same age of hers standing there in his white school shirt which was now stained with the blue ink of the pen. She looked down and then looked up to him with an apologetic look on her eyes. She was about to apologise when the boy stormed towards her. Holding her arm angrily he again said "You idiot, don't you have eyes i still have to survive next half of the day."
The apologetic look is now wiped away and anger took its place. 
"What the hell i did , do i look like some alien who have two eyes behind my head to see what the hell you were doing there !", her anger reflecting with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Oo the little naive girl trying to hide her mistakes by pretending to be bold ", he said fixing her specs from her nose.
"You're highly mistaken Mr. Head Boy  i am not another naive girl who will cry in the corner after this fight for your forgiveness instead I'm that bold and bossy girl who will make you regret each part of it ", she said grabbing his collar.
"So miss bold just accept your mistake and say sorry ", he replied yanking her hand from the collar.
"I already told you it was not my mistake."
"So was it mine ?", he asked.
"May be, who knows what you were doing standing behind me ", she backfired.
" As you can see I'm the head boy , i was pinning an important notice on the board", he said pointing at the head boy batch neatly tucked above the pocket of his shirt.
"Just say sorry", he almost yelled.
"I won't."
"You have to!"
"I said I won't because it was not my fucking mistake , you get that", she replied.
"So you're saying it's my mistake?"
"Actually it's not your mistake only it's the mistake of your school and it's management who can't even afford a good pen ", she said smirking and pissing him off more.
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"Bro have you pinned the notice", another voice echoed from the doorway which probably was the acces into the office and the building.
"Yes ", i did.
"Let's go, Mrs Bhatnagar is calling you."
He left in anger giving a side eye to her which completely gestured ' i will see you later."