(PS - Words or sentences in "italics" represents Kavya's thoughts and feelings at that moment.)

"I think you've got your answers, right." Miss Seth used sarcasm.

"We're extremely sorry for our bitter-behavior." That arrogant girl replied with her egotistical-head down in guilt. Wow! They understood...just like that...so easily. I have to admit, Prince is a very powerful man.

"Good. So, welcome her and make her realize that coming here is the best decision of her life. Okay." 

"Sure, Ma'am..." They replied respectfully and she left.

But he was still standing with me. I was avoiding him throughout the day, still he saved me out, at-least I can thank him.

"Thank......" But as usual before I could have completed he rudely proceeded to his seat. He is in my class too! Really!

I stood there staring back at him. He's just too hard for my IQ-level. Firstly, he knows so much about me. I have no idea how? Secondly, he jumps in every time to help me out, still ignores me dedicatedly... Why? Weird guy!

"What I did is just unacceptable but I apologize from the depth of my heart. I actually had no idea that he is..is.. no more. Sometimes we do cross our limits. I'm extremely extremely sorry."

She is not able to look into my eyes, so this arrogant girl isn't that arrogant at all.

"I'm happy you realized your mistake." I smiled.

"I'm forgiven! Really?" She was somewhere shocked.

I nodded.

"Thank you so much. You are really generous. By the way I'm Sonia Raichand." She outstretched her hand raising both the eyebrows and narrowed her eyes. Friendship, hmm.

"Nice to meet you...Sonia." I smirked but accepted her friendship by shaking hands.

Then, she walked me through the unique sitting-arrangements. This place is officially allergic to normal things. Everybody sit according to roll-numbers during the 3 main lectures and can sit anywhere after that. The roll-numbers were written on our id-cards which the admin officer had already given me. Those same numbers were also marked on all the seats. After explaining all these, she went to her seat.

I glanced at the whole classroom rolling my eyes and realized everyone had already settled on their places. The only empty place left was with OMG. I looked at him and caught him staring at me, already. But as soon as I noticed, he pulled his gaze out of the window. Churlish!

I moved forward chewing my lips which I do a lot when I get nervous or just as a hobby. I reached on his place and found my roll number too. So I'd be sitting with him, everyday. Wow!

For what his rudeness...uh...?

We attended 3 lectures back to back, without uttering a single word. I played with my curls which escaped from my tight-French-braid, still managed to look at him a several times. But he behaved as if I was an unwanted stranger and stayed to one side maintaining the distance totally, attending the lecture with concentration. I used to be an attentive student too but no longer, I guess. I could easily smell him from this little distance, biting my index finger unknowingly. I think it's his lavender flavored gel used to settle down his perfect medium-length hair, not to mention going ideally with his striking facial-hair.

His sleeves were again folded-up till his elbow, might be a part of his casual-style. I just couldn't take my eyes off his dark purple shirt, paired with that cutting black half-jacket. So he has a liking for dark colors too...I never picked light-colors either, ever. What a coincidence! But it suits him unequivocally.

Oh he is wearing a brooch, I rewind my memory and yeah, yesterday too he was wearing one. Wow, that jewelry is also under the influence of Royalty, see it is crown-shaped attached with a chain ending with a round diamond, impressive. His corporate-styled look make it harder for me to gobble the fact that he can be my class-mate. Look at those Ray-ban goggles, chain wrist-watch, Rolex probably or more expensive one and those black boots, Gucci for sure. Plus that bracelet would be of real platinum like his brooch, as I can never confuse in recognizing this white-gold. Aw!

He has literally climbed out of my dreams! I know we both came in the same car but that time I was too angry to notice anything.
But he loves someone else.
Shit!

As soon as the last-bell rang, he grabbed his things and rushed outside immediately. He didn't enjoy my company for sure. I also packed my things, carrying a saggy expression and came out. On the way to the main gate, I saw Advik talking to Miss Seth. I didn't know why but I just hid behind the pillar.

Holy Mother!

He dropped a bombshell again. He was actually thanking her for bringing me out of the bathroom. They continued towards the gate but I was fixed on my place with a skidded down jaw. It was him who told her to come and talk to me. But why he's not ready to talk with me himself?
Creature from Planet weirdo!

I found him standing, holding the car door. He got inside after he saw me coming. He was waiting for me! Though we were sitting together but our eyes were outside. I really wanted to talk, thank him and also ask some necessary questions. But he didn't give me a single chance. I got it, he believes in equilibrium, I ignored him earlier now he is returning the favor back, with interests. Stupid me, I should have heard his whole conversation in the night, maybe I could have understood him, a bit better.

We reached Palace and he got out immediately. Even after caring a lot why he is running away from me, why?

O triple bodyguards than yesterday!

Hmm...now it appears that I'm living with some important people, look at their heavy weapons, Bluetooth, black goggles and black boots. All dressed up in cutting black-suits...definitely following their Royal man.

I laid myself on my soft-bed, after washing my face. I processed my thoughts and drowned into my imaginations. My evening snacks were waiting for me on the side-table, Sam obviously. I replayed every particular detail in my head again. Honestly not each moment but basically the ones which included him. I just didn't get him. "On one side, he crossed all the lines to help me but on the other I was allergic to him."

And I found me talking to myself again, out loud!

"Shiva, I really can't get him out of my head. The way he took my side was just so romantic. Soooo f**king cute... I stared at him throughout his whole speech. Oh those mustache!

Why is he in love with someone else?

Why he has such an effect on me?

I never got attracted to anyone before, yeah that's shocking but true. But, why can't I stop thinking about him? Kavya, you are smiling.

NO.

YES.

I can't believe I'm smiling in someone's thoughts."

Sam knocked the door with my dinner. What!

It is dinner-time again! Did he hear anything?

Everyone was out for a party so I had to eat alone, again. I wasn't sad as his thoughts were there to accompany me.

I took a bath, had my dinner and went straight to bed. But before that I searched for something.

"Where is it? Where is it? No, not a candle, I'm not looking for a matchstick ok. Why can't you find things, required at the current moment? All useless things are handy. There is it!"

I took that iron rod, lying in the corner and took quite steps towards the balcony door. "Phew! No one is out there." I heard rustling of leaves, "Shiva!", quickly closed the curtains and hurriedly jump on the bed. I held that iron rod in my hand and said looking up, "BhooleNath, this is for my protection, ok. Its a huge Palace, anything can happen here, right. Also, I still feel all the time that someone is watching me, something is around me."

Shut up Kavya, just go to sleep, before your stupid heart's crazy imagination goes wild.

"Yes, I should sleep, no one can come here, it is a very safe and protected place, right. Just sleep." I murmured to myself.

I slept holding that iron rod tightly. I closed my eyes and suddenly I heard something, as if something flew across the balcony. I got up "Oh God something flew again." Something as big as a human but it was flying. I covered my head in the comforter wishing it to be a nightmare. "Papa, what was it?" And I heard flipping wings again.

Oh no! Don't be stupid, girl.

Don't you dare come out of that comforter, I still came.

Don't you dare step out of that bed, I still did.

I knew 'what I was going to do'. Though I was afraid of darkness, still I slowly moved into the balcony. Curious me!

I moved my eyes but controlled rubbernecking. "There is nothing." Thank God. When I found nothing, I assumed it to be my illusion and returned back. But before I could have turned my body, it came and stood behind me. Shiva! Something is behind me, what is it? I gasped and eyes opened wide. A qualm of apprehension lanced through me.

What to do now?

It came closer-enough to make-it-hard for even air to pass between us. His toned chest muscles were easily felt by my back. Slowly he brought his chin near my ear and whispered. "Hi." Mummy! And that iron slipped off my hand. Congratulations! That thing was for your protection, idiot.

His intense-voice gifted me goose-bumps. I obviously got panic and turned to see him, hurriedly. My legs tumbled and I slipped. But as any gentleman he grabbed my waist and clenched me in his arms. His other hand clasped my head from the back and he was now visible to me. Eyes meet and the clouds thundered.

This unexpected weather effects had no noticeable effect on me but, a disparate current ran through my nerves with the touch of this uninvited creatures's hard hands. I kept blinking swiftly but he goggled back with full enthusiasm.

Silky dark-brown hair falling over his forehead from the left-side, were actually attractive. His face was half-covered with a black & silver masquerade-mask, only revealing his brazenly staring blood-red eyes and his ably-crafted slightly porky-lips. But...RED eyes!

That frightening-skull, King of the skulls probably as it had a huge-crown over its head, tattooed on his upper arm was also peeking back at me. Though, by body he appeared to be burly-built, fully-grown-man in his sleeveless, shiny-black, fitting leather-top and pants. Still, the fact was clear, he wasn't a human after seeing his long, wide yet beautiful pair of blackish-red, feathery broad-wings.

He is handsome!

But what is he?

And I'm in his arms! Should I be afraid or happy?

Of course afraid, you crazy thing!

I should feel frantic, instead of that I was busy exploring his enchanting physique. Either he was too funky or I was too cretin. While I was somewhere checking him out he was drowned into me, fully immobilized.

Without showing any intention of it, he slowly brought his lips close to my cheeks. And KISSED me!

Shiva! He. kissed. me!

To be continued....