Chapter Five - Pissy Moods Lead to Great Things

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. He legit said 'it's a date'," Lavanya asked in shock.

I nodded. "Legit."

"OMG," Lavanya shrieked.

"I know," Khushi shrieked.

"Oh Khushi! You're so lucky! If only I had this kinda luck with Aman," she pouted.

"Don't worry babe, I'm sure you will."

*~*

The next day, Khushi was eager for the day to go by. She could only think of their date. But there was one thing she had to do.

When she arrived to class, she saw Arnav already sitting. He was on his phone and taking a deep breath, Khushi went up the steps and sat down.

Arnav looked up. "Oh, hey."

Khushi was shocked. "Hey," she managed to say.

He smiled lightly. "So did you read any more of that project?"

Khushi nodded. "Yeah. It really isn't much. But, we do need to fill out a chart."

"Oh yeah, I saw that. I got confused by it so-"

Ding!

We both looked at his phone that had lit up.

"Sorry about that," he said. "It's my sister."

He texted Anjali and then looked back. He was going to say something again, but his phone dinged again. he apologized once more and texted.

Like I said, he knows too many people.

"Sorry about that. Too many people," he shrugged.

Fact: confirmed.

"How about we discuss it later then? Most people won't be texting me then."

"Um, okay."

He nodded and then went back to his phone. He texted away and I felt proud. I had been talking to Arnav.

Disgrace to the female race, eh?

Lowering the brightness on my iPad, I covered his view of it and went on Tumblr, only to see his response.

Oh baby, if I only knew you

Then I would wanna see you getting the balls to talk to him

=O

Well for your information, I did talk to him

He even talked to me first today

*snap*snap*snap!*

I sent that in and then realized something. From what I sent in last time, and to the one I just sent in, there were four submits in between.

He was talking to another girl.

First post:

Your cock makes me so horny!

Hop off anon babe and we can talk ;)

Second post:

I dunno, but how bout I send in a submit?

How bout you do ;)

Before going to the the third post, since it was about that, I went to the "Sexy Submits" tab and taking a chance, I tapped on it. It went to the page and there was a submit around that time period. The submit was of a girl, naked, showing her boobs down to her sex.

I can't believe people actually do this stuff.

Going back to the other page, I read post three:

So what do you think? Worthy of you?

Babe, if I had you in front of me right now, I'd back you up against the wall and ram my cock into your core till you drip dry ;)

I felt my face flush. Did he really just say that to her? I can't believe he did though!

Post four:

Oh fuck, I'm masturbating to what you said and I'm gonna cum!

Better cum for me baby and not for anyone else

=O

He really did say that!

I didn't even realize that he had replied to me.

=O

You spoke to him? I am so proud of you baby!

>=O

Don't you dare call me baby!

How dare he! He's first flirting with me and then some other chick comes and talks to him and he rates her submit?! Oh hell nah!

I got off Tumblr and locked the screen and huffed, blowing my hair outta my face. I didn't even realize that Arnav had looked up at me and was giving me a look.

"You okay," he asked.

I looked at him. "It's nothing," I said grumpily.

"You sure? You seem pretty pissed."

"I'm okay. It's nothing."

"Oh.... Okay."

See, look at that. Arnav and I have just started talking and he's being so considerate. I talk to Tumblr Boy how long now, and he's being a dickwad! Whatever, he can do as he pleases.

*~*

After having my last class in the day, I headed to the café. Arnav had told me to wait for me there, cause he had to go to Aman for something. A few minutes after I arrived, Arnav sat in the seat in front of me.

"Everything alright," I asked.

"Yeah. Just needed to clarify on this thing for class him and I have."

"Oh."

"Yeah...." He rubbed his hands together. "So, shall we get started."

"Sure."

Anything to keep my mind off of that stupid Tumblr Boy, who has had me pissed the whole day!

"So, on these sheets," I said, taking a paper out with a chart and a paper with a grid, "we have to take the info from the chart, to the grid."

"Okay...."

"It's pretty simple. We just have to put in the right genes under the right columns. So, since I'm the "mother", for "hair color", I would put "HH" since it means brown hair."

"How do you know it's "HH" and not "Hh"?"

"Well, that's what the other columns are for. There's the columns for my parents, and for your parents. Both of my parents have brown hair, even my grandparents. For as long as I know, my family has had brown hair, with not a trace of blond in there. So I'm gonna go with "HH" instead of "Hh"."

"Hmm... okay, I think I get it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. So like, for the next one, for eye color, I'd put "Ee" since my father had brown eyes and my mother had blue eyes."

"Your mother had blue eyes?"

"Only one to have them. Her siblings don't, and nor do my grandparents. They went into hysteria with her, but then science advanced and proved that it was in the family. Then I found out that one of my ancestors in the 1800s had married a British woman with blue eyes."

"That's so cool."

He shrugged. "I guess. But I've got it right? Right?"

I giggled. "Yeah, you do."

He smiled, nodding once. "Alright, I got this. So how about this: you do your stuff and I do mine, and then in Professor Hippie's, we can do the next part."

"Professor Hippie?"

"I can never remember her name for some reason. But whatever."

I giggled again. "Okay then. At 'Professor Hippie's it is then."

He nodded and then got up. "Oh yeah, you got a phone?"

"Yeah?"

"Great. You give me your number and I'll give you mine in case I get confused so I can text you."

Sex on legs say what now? I mentally slapped myself. "Okay."

We exchanged numbers and then he left. I plopped back down and stared wide eyed. I, Khushi Kumari Gupta, have THE Arnav Singh Raizada's number! In my phone!!

Yippee!!!!!

What a way to make my day better.

Chapter Four - Gotta Talk

"They spoke that long," Lavanya asked.

"Yes! It was so irritating!"

Lavanya and I were on our way to class. This was one class we looked forward to. Why? Cause Arnav and Aman are in our class! They sit right behind us, and we would feel awkward yet giddy, cause they could look down at us.

When we walked in, Professor Hobbs wasn't in. Instead, it was the same stupid sub I had earlier.

Yay!

Lavanya and I sat in our seats. Arnav and Aman were already in their seats and they were all over Arnav's iPad.

Sigh... the things we have in common....

"So did you talk to him," Lav asked.

"Mm hmm."

I showed her our convo, Lavanya and I leaning close so no one could see.

"Aren't you two talking," she teased. "And what's that other page?"

I went to it and Lavanya grabbed my iPad. She went through the tabs and gasped. "His co-"

"Not so loud," I hissed.

"His cock is so big," she whispered.

She was kinda loud. I hope no one heard.

"Better than the other guy," she continued.

I took my iPad back and shook my head. "Now let me see if he replied," and i went back to Tumblr Boy's page.

He had replied:

doesn't matter
You seem to be my type ;-)

"Oh," Lavanya whispered excitedly. "Reply!"

I wrote how can you say that? You don't even know me

Refresh:

Nothing.

Lavanya and I looked at each other and then back at the screen.

"He didn't reply," I said.

"I know.... Why?"

I shrugged and refreshed again, but nothing.

"But... but he didn't... why," I whispered.

"Maybe he went offline."

I tilted my head side to side. "Maybe.... Refresh one more time?"

Lav nodded.

I refreshed one last time and this time he replied!

then let me get to know you

Sigh.... Wait! Why do I feel so relieved?

Lavanya took out her iPad and went on it. "Give me the other guy's link."

"Why?"

"Cause his D looks better."

"What-!"

"Tell you what: you talk to this guy and I talk to the second. 'Kay?"

I shrugged. But honestly I'd rather talk to the first one. So I gave her the link and she went through his page while I thought of what to say.

"Lav... what do I write?"

"I dunno."

Hmm... oh yeah!

get to know me? I'm not special
and can you help me?

Refresh:

I'm sure you are. Most girls don't realize till the right guy tells them
And sure

I took a deep breath and wrote there's this guy I like (no offense), and I can never talk to him. I've talked to him only once, but it wasn't exactly a conversation
Can you help me?

Refresh:

None taken but I think my heart is breaking :'(
And sure - I told you I would didn't I?

I was about to write something when something fell behind me. I looked down and saw a pen. When I looked back up, I saw Arnav and Aman looking at me.

"Sorry, didn't mean to do that," Arnav said. "Could you help me get my pen?"

I managed to nod and bent down to pick it up. Slowly, I brought my hand up to him. He reached out to get the pen and touched my hand. I flinched and my eyes shot up to his. He looked completely normal and we just looked at each other for a short moment.

He withdrew his hand. "Thanks," he nearly whispered.

I just nodded.

He smiled and then turned back to Aman and I turned back to my iPad.

Holy... kill me now!

I looked at Lavanya, but the girl was stuck into her iPad, smiling like a lunatic. I peeked over and saw that she was talking to that guy.

Not just me anymore I guess.

Thanks =|
So what do I do?

Refresh:

No prob =) - and talk to him

What?! I can't just do that!

Refresh:

why not?

um... cause that would be weird...?
Duh?

Refresh:

attitude. Cute.

sorry

Refresh:

some taken
But we can do things to make it go away ;-)

how about we don't

Refresh:

your loss ;-)
Try TALKING to him
If you don't, you'll never be able to

but what should I say?!

Refresh:

start off simple - with a hi or something

hi? Are you serious?

Refresh:

yes. A HI
It's not a big deal
Guys don't like it how girls shy away

why not. And if they know, why can't they make a move?

Refresh:

feisty
And why does it always have to be the guys?

cause girls are more shy and sensitive!!!

Ugh! I've had it for now. Looking over at Lavanya, she's still smiling.

Hmm....

I snatched her iPad and locked it.

"Hey," she exclaimed.

"You're getting too into that guy!"

"Oh? And you're not, Mrs. Tumblr Boy?"

"Shut up! And don't call me that."

Lavanya stuck her tongue out at me and snatched her iPad back. She continued her convo with Tumblr Friend. I decided not to go back and played games on my iPad and decided to work on updates. It had been a while, so I worked on two chapters, so that I had the next chapter ready.

There was half an hour left till the end of the period. I had finished my updates and now I'm bored. ... so I went back to Tumblr Boy.

He wrote:

well its time to break out of the shell
and girls say they're strong? Well you just let them down

=O
Well then....

FINE! I will talk to him! Hmph!

I got off his page and sat there grumpily. Me? Letting the female race down? Bring it on Tumblr Boy!

... I can't believe I just got mad by someone I don't even know.

The period ended soon enough and thank goodness, because the next class was my last class. Not only that, but Arnav was in my class! And he sits next to me too!

Eep!!!!!!!!!

I headed to class and sat down and placed my iPad on the table. Arnav came in soon enough and took his seat beside me. He walked right behind me and the waft of his cologne had me intoxicated ^_^.

"Alright, settle down," Professor Martinez said.

Professor Martinez is one of the hottest professors in the college. And he's one of the young ones too. He's only 25! And all the girls in class crushed on him, as well as Arnav.

"Okay class, since we've just finished with genetics, now you'll have to do a project," he said.

Everyone groaned in protest.

"Settle down. There's no reason to complain because I'm sure everyone will like this project."

"And what exactly is the project," Luke said, holding a finger up.

"I'm sure you're familiar to it. It's the "Make A Baby" Project."

The make a wah?!

"Make A Baby project," Sandra questioned.

"Yeah. So I expect everyone to do it. EVERYONE. Cause if you can do it in junior high, you can do it now as well. Now for your partner..."

Shit! Partner! Please let us choose! No wait, no! Cause any girl would choose Arnav! Crap!

"'Kay... it seems like there are enough guys to have as fathers for the girls here... so..." Professor Martinez looked up, "if you're sitting next to someone who is the opposite sex, raise your hands."

I glanced at Arnav and slowly raised my hand. He raises his hand as well, and some others did too. Thank goodness for these desks being only for two people!

Professor Martinez looked around. "'Kay. Now look at them."

What? Gulping, I glanced at Arnav, who was looking at me. Shit! I hope my face doesn't go red.

"Good. That's your partner. Guys, meet the mother of you child, and ladies, meet the father of your child."

I heard the girls gasp as they looked back at us. Shit! But that's not what I'm worried about. The fact that Arnav is the father of my child... whoa....

Martinez paired up everyone else and then handed out the project papers. We went through them and then he let us discuss with our partners.

Crap!

Arnav was looking at the papers and I gulped. Do I say something? Or should I wait for him to say something?

And then I remembered:

well its time to break out of the shell
and girls say they're strong? Well you just let them down'

-_- hmm.....

I went to the first page. "This is some project."

"No joke."

Gasp! =O Did he just talk to me?! Eeep!

Come on Kush! You got this! "Well, it doesn't seem that bad. Seems kinda easy."

He smiled slightly. "That's what I'm hoping."

Gasp! He smiled! Slightly, but it's still a smile! That too from what I said! Eeeeppp!!!

"So when you wanna start this," he asked.

"Anytime you want," I said dreamily.

He scrunched his eyebrows.

"I m-muh-mu-mean, I'm always f-free, so...."

Crap!

"Oh. ... okay. Well, if you want, we can discuss this tomorrow after class at cafe. 'Kay with you!"

Omg! Is he asking me out?! Okay, maybe not, but isn't it kinda like a date?!

"Uh, sure," I said.

"Cool."

Class ended right there and he smiled and got up.

"It's a date," and he left.

My jaw hit the floor. 'Its a date'? Holy....

I'm done. I don't care. Take me away Lord, I have no problems.

Hai....