Chapter 2

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Preeti's pov
 
After giving a whole lecture to the creepy Jithesh and his gang about Anti ragging cell, I returned to my seat. Suddenly I noticed the absence of Nithya and Kamya. They always come together in Kamya's scooty. I asked Swathi and Hema but they have no idea. The bell rang indicating it is 9'o clock. Shit! The security will close the gates now. What will they do? Luck was not in our favor as the first period is by our HOD. He is just like virus in three idiots movie.Suddenly everyone standup from their seats and greeted. But for our surprise it was not our HOD.

Hema's pov

Stealing the attention of the whole class, a handsome young man entered our classroom. For a moment  I thought I was dreaming as these kinds of scenes  are only seen in movies and dreams. But it was not. Swathi pinched me hard to get back to reality.
We greeted him Good morning not in that usual boaring tone, but in a very sweet and glad tone. He greeted back and asked us to sit. "Hello guys, Iam Siddharth Verma, your new Maths professor". He said in a husky yet sweet voice. "Excuse me sir" his class is interupted by the voice of none other than my best friend Kamya who is standing near the door asking permission to get in. But how they get inside the college?There is no way that the security allows them to get in.Then how? I was shocked when my gaze reached Nithya whose hand is covered with a bandage.

Swathi's pov

We were shocked to see Nithya with a bandage in her hand. The professor asked them what happened and Kamya replied that her scooty skipped and Nithya fell down injuring her hand. The professor allowed them to get in and continued the class .We are waiting eagerly to end the class so that we can ask her what actually happened.  Because Kamya's behavior was a bit strange. I felt like she was lying. One hour passed and the class ended. All the five of us reached the canteen . "Now tell me , what actually happened?" I asked to Kamya who is trying her best to control her smile.

Kamya's pov

We were 100 percent sure that we can't reach the college on time.So we decided to go back.But suddenly I remembered that we have to submit our record book and today is the dead line for that. We can't attend the exam with out record book. So I decided to find a way to get inside the college .Nithya suggested bribing the security but it will not work as we have CCTV footages in the college.

Nithya's pov

I was so sad because our situation.It was the last date to submit the records and here we are standing the middle of the road cursing our fate. Suddenly Kamya parked the scooty in front of a medical shop. I was so confused what she has up to.But knows one thing if she decided to get inside the college she would do it.That's my Kamya.She returned with some bandages and tied  it in my hand .
All knows the rest. We presented a good drama in front of the security as well as the professor and successfully completed our mission.

Preeti's pov

Soon Kamya and Nithya completed their narration. All of us bursted into laughter."Laugh laugh it's me who has tensed to the hell.It will take ten days to normal my pulse" Nithya complained. "Zyada drama mat Karo Nithya, if I never pull that stunt we will be in great trouble". Kamya said with a sigh. "Leave it! What about our college tour?" I asked and all the nervousness, go away within a second. Yes, this tour is very important to us as it is our last year in the college. After graduation we have different plans. Nithya will go for masters in her favorite subject maths to become a professor. Swathi will go for civil service coaching to become an IAS officer. Hema will go for MBA in any of the IIMs as she has to take care of her family business. Kamya will go  abroad for pursuing her passion photography and me will go a law school in order to full fill my dad's wish to become a lawyer. So technically we will go in different paths for our dream careers.

Nithya's pov

Even the thought of trip makes me happy. I always wanted to travel a lot. But belonging to a middle class family you can't travel as much you want.Moreover my parents are really strict. So school and college trips are like heaven for us. Maybe this will be a last journey with my friends as we are parting our ways after that. When it comes to girls, nothing can be predicted. So we decided to enjoy this opportunity as much as possible and make it a memorable one.

 

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