Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 40
“Be your own beautiful, even when others tried to define you by their standards.” [Jacqueline]
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[Jacqueline’s POV]
I looked back at the crowd who were looking at us and whispering with each other. I heard a girl whose
face was covered with thick makeup, say excitedly to her friend, “Does Nina know this fatty?”
“It seems like that.” The other teenager who was standing with her on the oval-shaped girl said to her. I
focussed on Rohan again. His cheeks were slightly hot, he looked down and pointed at me and said
something to Nina. As soon as she heard him. she scoffed at him and nced back at me. She walked
towards me with a kind smile although he tried to grab her hand she shook him away. She seems to be
walking towards me. This seemed odd. I nced back at Rohan and noticed his cheeks seemed a little
red and it wasn’t because of the red paint. He seems blushing.
What do they want to do? Nina is Rohan’s best friend. She even had kicked me in the canteen earlier
for him, and now that I have colored her best friend, she might even swallow me. Although she did
apologize for her actions, is she the type of person who behaves violently first and then apologizes? Is
she going to kick me again?
This time everyone looked at us in silence. She stopped in front of me, looked me up and down, and
smiled.
“Do you want to get changed?” I looked up at her admiring her too clean school dress as she towered
over me. Her oval face was clean without any makeup, and her pink lips stretched upwards. The two of
us looked at each other, she remained smiling.
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“What do you mean?” I asked in a dumb voice.
Her brown-ck eyes shook slightly and she put forward her palm towards me. I looked down at her
palms, noticing she was carrying a stic bag with her.
“Come with me to the bathroom.” My face changed from calm to disbelief. I cast my eyes to her behind
and looked at Rohan who seemed uninterested in our interaction. As if a girl who imed him as his
best friend a few days ago and had beaten me for him was now helping the same person she had hurt.
It was hard to believe. When I didn’t respond to her she took my palms in hers and dragged me back to
the washroom. Rohan’s dark eyes rigged holes in my back until we disappeared into the washroom.
‘She wanted to help me? But why would she?’ She left my hand and gestured to me to take the bag
from her hand.
“Look Jacqueline, I am sorry about that day. I certainly am. And trust me when I say this that I am not
the kind of person who likes to lose her face in front of so many people like I did when I apologized for
my blunder that day. I was even ready to beughed at by so many people just because I was having a
guilty conscience.”
Her brown-ck eyes turned a little bright and stopped for a moment. She suddenlyughed and said,
“if you think I am ying games with you, please think again. What can I get from ying with you?
Even if I want to, the easiest way would be that I directly bully you. Since you don’t have any backup
friends and all.
My face turned a little pale at her words. It wasn’t because she was lying, it was because what she said
was true.
She ced the bag in my palms,
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“This is not my school dress, it’s casual jeans and a t-shirt I had taken because I had to show the
teacher for a dance performance. This was one sizerger than what I wear anyways, please take it
and change. I don’t want a girl to be insulted by boys just because of my friend’s fault. Please wear it, if
you do I will think you have forgiven me.” Her expression was demonstrative.
“I have forgiven you. But I can not wear….” I tried to reason with her because I wanted to get rid of this
dangerous girlpletely without any trouble. Thest time’s lesson was still fresh in my mind and I
had decided to never be on her bad side. I won’t be able to fight her anyway.
“You have to if you want to make me feel happy.” I looked at her with a slightly open mouth. Though
what she said was harmless, I caught the threat in her voice, or perhaps I was overthinking it. Her
expression, however, started to turn fierce and I immediately nodded at her.
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“Than. Thank you for this. Then I will change.”
“Good girl.” She patted my hairughing weirdly.
I had already an idea that she was a mad girl, but her impulsive behavior today proved what I was
thinking about her was TRUE.
I walked towards the bathroom to get changed. As I opened the bag, I noticed it was too different from
what I wear. I rarely wore Jeans. My outfits were Limited to basic Indian outfits. Or some Middies, long
tops, trousers like jeans. Her top seemed to fill with fashion, the top had a lovely print all over. A chic
tie-up neck and cuffed long sleeves. It seemed **y and stylish. The material on the top was
polyester. The jeans were slim denim. I exhaled wishing to get some magical confidence in myself that
could help me in possibly going out and tell her that I didn’t give a f*** about her apology or dress. But I
wasn’t that courageous, at least now.
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I clipped the top and jeans on the alloy hook of the bathroom door. The bathroom was small but fine
too. Not wasting a minute I changed into her clothes. The top fit on me as if it was purchased to keep in
mind my size but the jeans were a little tight and I had to practically take breaths to keep my two-tired
stomach fit in.
“Yeah, I have done what you said. Now it’s your chance. Don’t disappoint me.” I heard her voice as I
came out of the bathroom. Nina seemed to be talking to someone on the phone. Hearing footsteps she
paused and looked back at me. Her eyes swayed for a minute and then turned wide. She gasped. And
then, smiled.
“Woah. You look cute.” She eximed, but I felt she was trying to know if I heard anything or not.
“Thank you.” I smiled at her, a shy one. At least what I thought if I looked shy. She exhaled as if
relieved by my answer. So she didn’t want me to hear what she was talking about.
“Well, let’s go to the **room.”
“I am not sure how teachers will react to seeing me this way,” I said ufortably shifting from one
foot to another. She rolled her eyes at me and turned me around to face the mirror. Our eyes locked in
the mirror.
“Look at yourself, Jacqueline.” I noticed myself in the mirror. Somehow I liked what I saw in the mirror
and I might have gasped if Nina wasn’t behind me. I looked nothing like me. My ck hair was still wet
but we’re hanging down on my shoulders. The pink top lightened my features. My cheeks were red
because of all the rubbing before and the light color enhanced it more. Lips were blood red, while eyes
filled with moisture. The tie-up neck looked like formal wear. Since the sleeves were long and kind of
ruffled it didn’t outline my heavy arms. Instead, it gave the illusion of thin arms. The top wasn’t body-
hugging, instead, it fell all over the body. Overall I did look cute as described by Nina. My only concern
was the length of the top, its length was just till the belt of the jeans, and I was ufortable wearing
it. She, however, did not give me a chance to object and dragged me out again holding my bag from
the little stool. The hallway was filled with some students, not overly crowded, just a few kids here and
there as if they were wasting their **es purposely. As the soles of our feet nked against the
ground and sunlight fell upon our forms. Everyone took a double look over us. Some of the school
mates eyes even turned wide as saucers while some of the girl’s mouths hung open. I never
appreciated the attention and their stares made me ufortable. I tried to remove her grip from my
arm but she only tightened it. I felt like screaming at her face. She dragged me till the moment we
reached the **. As we entered the gate, her grip immediately loosened, I looked at the soles of my
shoes quietly as she led me with her gently. I heard the voice of students gasping.