Chapter Two

The bus pulled up at the curb and the doors swished open and they all alighted from the bus and made their way into the school premises.

"Isn't that your Raj?" Kaly jerked her head in the direction of the head cheerleader and her cohorts hanging around Rajveer Chaturvedi who was the second most handsome boy in school.

"He's not my Raj." Sarita countered. 

"But you want him to be." Kaly stated.

Sarita sighed and looked at Raj. He looked very handsome in his black suit pants, white shirt and red and gold tie and wished it was her, he had his arm around her waist like that but she knew that wishes weren't horses and beggars couldn't ride.

"Yes, I want him to be, but he's not." Sarita replied to her friend's earlier statement. "He's... Divya's."

"He must be blind or something." Kaly muttered. "I mean, it's like Prince Charming in Cinderella leaving her behind and going for one of her sisters. Absolute madness."

Sarita smiled despite herself. It was a very interesting theory but Cinderella's sisters weren't as beautiful as Divya Malhotra and she could see why Rajveer went for her. They made a beautiful couple.

She gasped as the loud, excited cheer of students jolted her out of her reverie and she turned to see two black Maserati Levante cars drive into the premises through the gates and pull up right in front of the school building. 

It didn't take rocket science to know who'd just arrived but everyone watched in fascination as a bodyguard opened the back door of the second car and Vikrant Suryavanshi alighted, looking like a hot model from one of those magazines Kaly's sister Samishka liked to peruse.

He was dressed in their second uniform; gray suit pants, white shirt and wine colored tie, held his wine blazer jacket in one hand, a very expensive apple watch strapped to his left wrist and then put on his signature dark sunglasses to finish the look. 

Sarita looked around as all the female students who'd gathered round to watch him, sigh collectively and she could bet that their ovaries had exploded from that singular show.

Sarita had never seen Vikrant up close but she heard that he was the most handsome boy in the whole county and maybe the whole country. He'd unfortunately won a prize for that too, two years ago.

"Oh my goddess, he's so handsome." Kalyani squealed beside her.

"You're drooling, Kaly." Sarita muttered dryly. She wouldn't know if he was so handsome that even her best friend swooned because she only ever had eyes for Rajveer.

"Let me drool, Sarita." Kalyani waved her hand dismissively. "He's worth it."

Sarita sighed and shook her head. "What about Michael?"

"What about him?" Kaly arched a brow.

"How do you think he'll feel if he knows that you're drooling over another boy who also happens to be his friend?"

"Michael will be a good sport about it." Kaly grinned.

"Never mind." Sarita shook her head. "Can we go in now or do you want to gawk some more?"

Kalyani clicked her tongue. "You're a party pooper, Rita." Kaly said without heat. "Let's go."

Sarita rolled her eyes and followed Kalyani into the building.

******

George Granger High school was the best school in the state and anyone who was someone made sure to enroll their kids in GGH. They didn't even mind that the tuition fee was so expensive, that it was absurd, they just wanted the best for their kids and GGH was the best.

Sarita was grateful for the opportunity to attend a school like GGH. Her parents would never have been able to pay for her tuition fee if not for the fact that her father worked for Vikrant's father as the head of marketing and advertising in VS group of companies and she'd been awarded a scholarship to study in George Granger High, so her father only had to pay for her brother's tuition fee.

Sarita's family had moved from India to Cardenia which was a small country, very rich in oil and gold - after her father got a job in VS group as the head of the marketing and advertising department and on her second week as a new student in GGH, she'd met Kalyani under very embarrassing circumstances and they became friends.

"Hey, Kalyani." Gunjan Chaturvedi, Raj's sister greeted her as they neared their lockers.

"Jan! Jan!" Kaly screamed excitedly and hugged her. "You're back! Oh my goddess! How are you?"

"I'm fine." Gunjan smiled. "Thank you so much for everything Kal."

"It's nothing." Kaly said. "It wasn't only me anyway. You know everyone prayed for your recovery."

Everyone in GGH knew of Gunjan's accident which had almost left her paralyzed just months ago but, thank goodness it didn't happen. Kalyani's family and Vikrant's father had pitched in to get her the best medical treatment and it was good to see her walking on her own feet again. 

She still looked pale and there were some bruises on her face that were not healed completely but it didn't matter.

"Hello Sarita." Gunjan smiled at her.

"Hello." Sarita said. "It's good to see you again Gunjan."

Everyone had fasted and prayed for her to recover without any medical issue because they all loved her so much. She was a happy go lucky person and very nice to everyone.

"Gunjan!" Her friends screamed excitedly when they saw her.

Gunjan turned around and waved excitedly to her friends then excused herself and rushed to meet them. Their excited squeals made Sarita and Kaly laugh before they turned back to their lockers to take out their books for the day.

Kalyani saw Vikrant giving her the stink eye and sent him a death glare. It was common knowledge that, apart from Kalyani admitting that Vikrant was handsome, they didn't like each other... at all. 

Not like two arch enemies who hated the sight of the other but theirs was a frenemy sort of thing.

"Hey, Vikrant the loser!" Kaly lifted her thumb and pointer finger in the air causing the students to gasp in horror. "Good morning, loser."

The students' eyes darted between the two of them, not wanting to miss anything but they weren't too surprised as Vikrant just took out his phone and began messing with it.

They should have known only Kalyani Singh could get away with calling Vikrant Suryavanshi a loser and hell wouldn't let loose.