Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Myrrah, why dont you go talk to your cousin and her friends?”
Because they are so boring. I dont say that aloud but I think mom gets the point when I roll my eyes at her.I smile at aunty and go and take my usual spot with my novel in hand. Mom immediately flutters away to talk to the aunties.She loves talking so much.Am I really her daughter, I wonder. Going by the script, its going to be a while before its my turn. Mahima Aunty is going on about how every action must be perfect for the play. God. I dont know why I do this every year. Mom just has to destroy my holidays by forcing me to socialise with people. It doesnt work anyway. I just perfect my role and perform it.Any attempts people make to talk to me, I either come across as arrogant or ignorant. But what do I do? I dont like the girls , they are too girly. They go on on and on about guys, makeup and eveything nice.They dont really want to be friends with me either. I mean who would want to be friends with a nerd who wears baggy pants amd shoes and carries a novel around with her everyday? The guys are lame but nice. But they were in the ” Ew, girls! ” Age. So I didnt talk to them either. I was just about to go back to my book, when I heard a “Hey!” and he extended his had in front of my book.

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Madhura Banerjee
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