Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 41
Always Take Disrespect personally. Wrongly. Always.” [Jacqueline]
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[Jacqueline’s POV]
I followed Nina by looking at her feet, as the noise around us grew louder. I shouldn’t have worn her
clothes. I wasn’t even sure if I looked nice or if I looked fat. Me wearing a short top while my hairid
down on my shoulder loosely. It was creating a hell of anxiety within me.
A said to **mate B “Well, what the hell is she doing with Nina?”
“Who knows?” B answered.
“Did you see what she is wearing?” C questioned.
“I did. Dang, she doesn’t look that bad.” A replied.
“I think she is trying to impress someone.” B scoffed and retorted.
“I think you are right.” C and A agreed.
I wish what they said to be true. If only I could impress someone, I might have been having normal
friends like them. I might be gossiping about someone like them too. I sighed, I didn’t need to pity
myself.
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A boy whistled, “Dude. I want this s*** now.” My palms clenched tighter but I didn’t look up at the voice
of the boy.
“Shut the f*** up f*** boy.” Nina seethes. “One more word and I will kick you so hard, your sun will
never shine.” My head jerked up at her as I looked at Nina. She was in a staredown with the guy, who
was talking s*** about me. After some stank-eye between them, the guy sat down as his friend pointed
to a seat in the back where Rohan seemed to be sitting leisurely without a care in the world.
She stood up for me, but why would she? Perhaps guilt? Or maybe she found me pitiful? Halfway
across the room, I realized I didn’t sit at the back and we never sit together. Why was I following her so
dumbly? I turned back when her hand caught my wrist.
She looked offended, as her eyes narrowed down at me dangerously. My face contorted in confusion
as I said.
“My seat is there.” I pointed to the ce. Her eyes returned to normal.
“Hold up Jacqueline, we are sitting together.”
“But. I sit.”
“Please.”
“Okay.”
We walked up to the back of the **room, but the seat we took was the secondst because thest
one was upied by Rohan. He scoffed at us. Or most probably me. Nina turned around and stuck her
tongue at him. He snorted, behaving like he was angry with her. He didn’t seem angry though, when I
had looked at him he looked more like a guy who was sitting leisurely. I looked at their interaction as
Rohan showed his middle finger to her to which she snorted and shot him back. They were best
friends. Their vibe said it all.
“Anyway, Jacqueline. Don’t get affected by someone jealous of us.” I held myself to roll my eyes at her.
He wasn’t jealous of us. It was not like I was stealing his best friend away from him. Even if I wanted to,
I wouldn’t be able to achieve that. I cut her a side-eye while Rohanughed as if we had cracked a
joke.
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The chattering of students stops and we realize the teacher has arrived. Everyone greets her by
standing up and singing Good Morning Mam, while she smiles and replies, Good morning students.
Mrs. Neha Tyagi was pretty and tall. Her wheat skin was free of any makeup and around spectacles
covered her eyes. Her ck eyes always seemed to be filled with kindness. Her face was Oblong a
short b***on nose and thick lips. Her clothes were always of modest light colors. She was a remarkable
teacher and extremely hardworking at her job. I could still remember the first time we met face to face.
It was about the time when she was just a**igned to teach us biology and I was unable to attend her
**es because my peers always used to lock me up in the washroom. After a week, they were bored
and left me alone so when I did attend her ** she asked me why I was unable to answer her
because of peer pressure as she quotes. However, She perhaps thought I was a rebel kid who didn’t
like attending **es. So she gave me a punishment for standing near the ckboard with my arms in
the air. Exactly like when police say Hands up. After I did what I was told. She made an example out of
me. I cried. I was unable to hold my emotions that day.
I still don’t understand to this day why I had cried the way I did. Seeing me crying she first thought I
was being a dramatic kid but then realizing that my tears were for real she asked me to go back to my
seat. I did sit down quietly but my tears flowed down my cheeks. She asked me for reasons and even
tried to make meugh but I was unable to help it. Instead, I huped so much that she told me to go
and drink some water. It was a bad memory but from that day onwards she has always been 50℅
kinder towards me.
Her capabilities as a teacher were immense, she was a HOD of Biology of our school. Her exnatory
methods were phenomenal.
I shook my head and noticed, The lecture had started as she moved from ckboard to smart board to
teach us how the nervous system works. She had already taken help from some of our **mates to
take the blinds down and closed the windows. The lights at this time were off and the pointer in her
hand was glowing.
“The nervous system takes in information through our senses, processes the information, and triggers
reactions, such as making your muscles move or causing you to feel pain.”
The image of a kid pulling back his hand from a te appeared on the screen. As she exined the
example. “For example, if you touch a hot te, you reflexively pull back your hand and your nerves
simultaneously send pain signals to your brain.”
In the middle of the lecture Rohan and Nina Snickers jointly. And thenugh pointing a finger towards
each other, the teacher is facing ck-board unaware of their jokes. Dang, they have so much fun
together.
My body goes rigid as I realize Rohan’s fingers were sliding in my locks. I clench my hands. He
gathered my hair and lifted them high as one does when they tie it in a ponytail. I try to crane my neck
to re at him, but he tightens his grip on my follicles, and I stop struggling. Nina now seemed like she
was too attentive in the lecture. As if nothing matters more to her.
He sniffs my hair and then sniffs my neck.
‘God! Is he a dog?’
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Nextes his warm breath spraying on my neck.
“What the heck. Should I scream and notify the teacher?”
‘But if I did. The consequences would be lethal.’ My hands clench more tightly.
‘f*** I wished I could smack him.’
Suddenly, I remember I can attempt to ask for help from Nina. At least I should try.
I call her in the smallest voice I could muster when his grip on my hair tightens.
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‘Does he want to make me bald?’
“You have such amazing hair, Annie.”
He mumbles in my ear, is he doing this in the **room. Like really, I couldn’t believe his audacity.
Though the teacher had darkened the room so that the smartboard could be beheld from arge
distance too. But
There were still 40 teenagers in the room.