𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐝 | 18+

“𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢.”
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JAZIEL’S POV

“And the old widow goes to the stone everyday.”

“But I don’t, I just sit here and wait.”

“Grieving for the living.”

Words flowed out of Kyle, Lyla and I’s mouth as a proof of how much of great singers we all can be.
That sweet melody, that soft voice, that perfect tone - yup, all of it was there. I’m sure it sounded great.

Really great.

Note the sarcasm, guys, note the sarcasm.

“Oh goddamn,
My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand,
taking mine but it’s been promised to another.”
This time, each of our voices went an octave high and I’m sure if there were other people in the library except us, then we would have gotten a standing ovation for our marvelous performance.

Again sarcasm!

Grinning from ear to ear, we kept on singing different Taylor swift songs because one thing we had in common were, we all were Swifties.

“They think she did it but they just can’t prove it,
She thinks I did it but she just-”

“Let’s sing another song. Now, this is giving me scary vibes especially this late at night.” I interrupted Kyle while he was full in the motion of singing “No body, No crime.”

“Lemme complete it!” Raising his hand, he waved off my complaint.
Holding his phone as a mic, he continued,
“She thinks I did it but she just can’t prove it.” His tone and pitch almost making a perfect rhythm. He turned around, looking at me and Lyla.
“I feel so smug and powerful singing this song.” He exclaimed, his eyes shining in happiness and joy.

“Oooh, let’s sing damn if these walls could talk!” Lyla suggested almost jumping out of her seat.

This was one of her favourite songs and mine too so just like that , we started another song.

I like this song because it’s shows how our human nature is, how love is, it was clear that the boy and girl, from whose perspective those singers were singing, they both were in love but they were also young, too young to overcome the painful clutches of love.

Love is beautiful but a dangerous thing.
The love they both had sought out for each other was now the one torturing them.

That’s why finding love or being in love is so fucking scary.
But so fucking alluring.

I guess the scariest part about love is that you don’t know if the person you claim to love is your actual true love, the uncertainty of someone out there, someone else being your true soul mate is always there.

Atleast that’s what I think.
Maybe there is a certain way you feel when you are with your significant other, the one for whom your heart beats erratically and your stomach becomes a flurry of butterflies, maybe even the whole zoo starts jumping around there.

This is what all those romance novels and movies said about the symptoms of loving someone.

But I don’t think so it’s true. Atleast not for me. I’ve never felt like this with anyone.

And besides it doesn’t even matter.
Being an Indian and that also from a fairly conservative family, arranged marriage was the fate for me.

I shouldn’t even think about loving someone or having a partner knowing fully well that I wouldn’t be able to spend the rest of my life with that person.

But still that little hope was inside me to find my one true love. The thought of maybe I’ll also someday find love or experience what it feels like to be in love.
The fucking hope that will be the cause of my destruction.

Even though I have shut all those feelings off and I know I won’t be falling in love with anyone but when I see cute couples together, with each other, doing lovey dovey shit, I can’t help but want that shit too.

It’s pretty cringey but it’s bkt my fault. It’d this stupid heart’s fault.

“Been about three days and I’m comin’ back,
I’m about four minutes from a heart attack..”

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“Maybe you think that you can hide,
I can smell your scent from miles,
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals.”

I was standing on the table singing this with my notes rolled into the form of a mic and Kyle stood beside me, his height making up for him standing on the ground, being 6′2, he came to almost same height as me when I’m standing on the table.

Tall people.
Pouting slightly, I continued singing the song, feeling the adrenaline rush going through my body and swinging my hips sexily to the tune of it before Lyla spoke interrupting me.

“Okay, Jaz and Kyle. I think that’s enough.” She assessed looking at the big, brown wall clock behind her.

“It’s so late at night. And we all need to be early for our classes tomorrow, none of us have any late class, remember?”
She was right. It was indeed very late and none of us opted for any late class because we wanted to be free as quickly as we can for the day so we all went for really early morning classes which usually ended at the noon.

“Just one last song.” Puckering his lower lip out, Kyle tried to be cute in which he succeeded too. He looked so fucking adorable.

“Kyle....no. And we’ve been here since so long . It’s pretty late and remember? I told you guys that we won’t be able to study at all if we are together.
We ended up just goofing around.”
Her expression was stern, leaving us no choice but to listen to her.

We both nodded at her words before looking at each other and trying to keep back the smile from escaping out from our lips.

I thought I was off the hook but nope, she turned to me with her single eyebrow pulled upwards and gave me a serious look, almost intimidating.
“And you Jaziel, you need to study better this year babe. You gotta work hard for that. Once you do, we’ll spend our time as usual again but before that, you need to give yourself time to study and do it seriously.”

I couldn’t help but silently nod at her words. I felt like a five year old kid getting scolded for not completing her homework.

I pouted, giving her my cute doe like eyes, hoping it would work well on her but no, I should’ve known better.
She’s Lyla, my best friend.
Of course she’s already too aware of my tactics.

Damn it!

She still continued, keeping her hands on her hips, her eyes a mixture of stern and sleepiness. She was tired. I felt bad for keeping her here with me.

“You need to stop reading wattpad.”
Oops!
I feigned an innocent expression and averted my gaze behind her to look at the very same grandfather clock that she looked at before in the library.

Wattpad?
Which wattpad? I don’t know any wattpad.

Snapping her fingers in front of me, she brought my gaze back to hers as if she knew what I was trying to do.
“Oh c’mon I know everything about you. All those time you were sleepy during classes, you always waste your time by reading there, instead of studying, staying up late at night. I can’t believe you pull all nighters for completing those stories on wattpad and yet you’ll sleep within an hour of studying.”

I feel bad now, just a tiny bit bad. It was true, I could pull all nighters for completing my books and still be energetic the next day and tell about the book to my friends but when I sit down to study, my brain cells just don’t get attracted to all that mundane text and it gets sleepy, like they get turned off when textbooks are in front of me, especially of accountancy.
Accountancy is like that bitch with no curves, the one who thinks she is sexy enough to turn on any man but in reality she doesn’t look hot, she looks dumb trying too hard.
The wannabe be kind of.

With a sigh, I answered her,
“I won’t use it.”

Now, that was not a lie. Nope. Definitely not. Noppity nope.
I actually won’t use it.

Maybe for a week?
Yeah that sounds reasonable. I’ll just add more books to my reading list in that week.

I internally smiled at my wicked plan.

Lyla gazed towards me with a knowing look in her eyes
She raised a brow at me, clearly expecting more for me to speak.
“Until...”

I sighed. And here I thought I was smart.
I know what she wants to hear so I tell her that.

“Until mid semester exams.” I completed what she wanted me to say with an annoyed huff.

“And...” She urged me again.

She knew me too well.
Damn it.

“And will not open it even for adding stories.” My lower lip puckered in a somewhat last attempt to make her lessen this cruel punishment on me.

But nope, as I guessed, that didn’t work.

I loved reading stories on wattpad. It was the only way for me to pass my time other than listening to songs and sleeping.

Now sleeping was something I dearly loved. My precious, adorable and beautiful sleep. Oh god, I love him so much.
He’s always there whenever I need him, sometimes even when I don’t need him.
Plus, he always gives me pleasure and makes me relax.
His soft touch and tender caresses always lull me into his embrace.

Yes, exactly, that’s how much I love my sleep.

Sleeping was the second best thing in the world a human was blessed with.

Of course, the first one was food.
If only it didn’t make me fat, then I might would’ve even loved it more than sleep.

But what can I do?
That stubborn little thing doesn’t listen to me!

“Jaz!” Lyla’s voice cut through my thoughts.

I sighed, annoyedly,
“As I said, I won’t use it until mid semester exams and not even open it to add anymore stories.”

She again gave me that look. The look that said, “I know you damn well, you idiot!”

The exact which was proved by the words that next left her mouth.
“I know you won’t because you have other reading apps too, right?”

My eyes widened at this, mouth agape slightly.

Shit!
How could I forget about those?
I sheepishly smiled in her direction in an awkward way that turned out more to be like a duck who was forced to smile with her teeth out.

Wait... does duck have teeth?

Of course it does. Why won’t she have teeth? She also needs to eat now, doesn’t she?
Or you think that she has some sort of magic to get food inside her without having to lift her hand at all.

Why are you being so sassy? I was just asking a harmless question?

Because of you, I’m staying up late at night when I could have pleasures myself by reading that new badboy book I’ve started on wattpad but no, now all because of you, I’ll have to wait for god knows how long!

Shut it, okay? It’s your fault too. Why couldn’t you just grasp whatever accountancy that Mrs. Negi teaches. And by the way, I just remembered ducks doesn’t have teeth, they have bristles, you idiot.

Maybe I would’ve if you didn’t skip her classes. And you just called yourself an idiot.

Hooplahooplahooo!
She was right. My fucking brain was right.

God! I’m talking to my brain, more like arguing!
How much more lame can I be?

These were the kind of things that nerds do in all those books I’ve read. And I’m not a fucking nerd.

I need to stop.

“Jaz!” Sound of snapping fingers brought me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah, I almost forgot about it Ly. Thank you for reminding me.”

At my words, she closed her eyes with a hand on her temple and shook her head.
“What am I do with you?”

“Umm... babe, Ly here actually meant that even if you won’t use wattpad, you’ll have other apps to read which is a nice thing, right? She know your love for reading and see she’s keeping that into consideration. She’s such a nice friend.”
Kyle lazily wrapped his strong arm around my shoulder and pulled me towards his chest. His eyes held a mischievous glint, the same which I’m sure was shining in my dark brown orbs too.

“Oh, really, Kyle? Thank you so much Ly. You’re the best.” I went to hug her tightly.

And soon , Kyle followed my suit. We both almost crushed her with Kyle being almost double the size of both me and her together.

“Stop it, you both!” Lyla finally managed to break free of our so loving grip.

Kyle had I almost managed to suppress our laughs together. We always did this. We loved teasing her.

“Jaz, girl, you don’t understand, do you? I want you to delete all those other apps you have and-” Lyla had both of her hands on her hips.

The only thing keeping Lyla away from looking like a frustrated housewife shouting at her husband for returning back all those extra cans of juice he had bought while out grocery shopping was the apron.
Because at this point, she looked exactly like that.

But I love her. No matter what, she’s my best friend, my best half. She helps me to strive for more and become better.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. I’ll return those cans of juice right away.” I did the impression of a man answering in his deep, rough voice but I’m pretty sure I ended up sounding like a broken radio on repeat.

Ly turned to glare at me.
Shit! I’m in trouble.

“Miss Jaziel Pabme, I need you to start taking things seriously.” Damn it. I knew something was missing today and I found it. Lecture from my sweet best friend.

“What do you think you’re doing with your studies? You nee-”

Not wanting to hear it anymore, I quickly ducked around and ran away.
Kyle hot on my tail.

" Jaz!! Kyle!!”
Lyla’s voice rang through the empty library and trust me, it sounded scary.

Soon after, I tripped on an invisible stone standing in my path to victory and Kyle fell on me.

“You doofus, get off me!” I grunted under his giant weight.

“Babe, why did you fall down?” I could practically hear the smirk in his voice granted that I could not see him since I was under him with my back to his chest.

I rolled my eyes in irritation. This cheeky little...

“I didn’t fall down. Like why would I want to do that? This poor library floor actually looked lonely, really alone and I swear I even heard him calling my name so I thought why not give it a hug. And you know this stupid little invisible stone also helped me to hug the poor floor. Now get the fuck off me!”

Instead of getting off me after I rambled out, he clutched me tightly by my arms and laughed out loud.
“Babe, you’re hilarious. I love you.”

“Go to hell!” I replied in return, trying to wiggle myself out from under his hold.

“Kyle, get off her!”
Ah, my saviour. My bestie!

“Thank god, Lyla. Get this pig off my back.” I looked towards Lyla.

I had to crane my neck to look up from the floor and it hurt badly.
Once I get home, I’m doing nothing but sleep.

“Why should I?”

What?

“What? Why would you say that?” I pouted gazing at her.

Kyle grinned smugly.
“Awww, poor baby Jaz.”

I narrowed my eyes at him knowing damn well he cannot see me.
Huffing out, my eyes went towards where Lyla was standing.
“Please, Ly. Help me out!”

“I don’t know. I mean I’m not sure.” She shrugged, taking a look at her newly manicured nails and blew air on them.

“Please!”

“Nope. Why should I?”

Her nonchalant attitude.
Wait...she wants something. She definitely does but what?

Am I forgetting something? Did I promise her to go to some party and ended up falling asleep? Did she called me yesterday and I missed?

Or is it about that? No, it can’t be. I don’t want to do that. I mentally cringed even thinking of it. But if that gets me from our of Kyle’s hold, I’ll do it.

I shut my eyes tightly before opening them a few seconds later.
“Ly, I promise I’ll definitely watch The Notebook with you this time ahd will not forget like before.”

I can do that. It’s just a movie right
It’s not like the world is going to end.
But ....oh god! I hate romantic movies ahd stupid romantic songs.

Abd The Notebook seems to be like the king of romantic and sappy movies.

“Really?” Lyla’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“We can watch it this weekend. Come over to my house and we’ll have a sleepover too.”

I just nodded along.
“Definitely.” My lips pursed in a tight smile.
“Now, please get this pig off me!”

“Babe... I’m hurt.” I’m pretty sure he was pouting right now above me as if he’s the most innocent creature on this Earth.

“Nah, I’m still not convinced.” Lyla spoke up. Her nonchalant came back. She looked at me as if I should know what she was hinting at.

Ughhh
What could she possibly want more than The Notebook?

I tried to think of something but nothing came up to my mind.

After a few minutes, I looked up at her and asked in a small voice,
“What do you want?”

“What? What could I want? I want nothing.” She again shrugged.

God!
This time, I glared at her.
“Lyla!”

“Okay, fine.” She smiled as if she got a that magic pencil of shakalaka boom boom and now could draw anything she wanted and get that.
“I want you to promise me that you’ll study hard and give your best this year.”

I nodded. I should’ve known she would ask something like this.
“I promise.”

“And you will delete all those reading and writing apps.”

“What? No!” I immediately protested.
Not using those apps is one thing but deleting? No no no!

She gave me a look raising both of her eyebrows up.

“Fine.” I give up.

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Look, my sweet and really cruel best friend, I’ll delete those apps but please don’t make me delete wattpad.” I whined.

“Please please please! Pretty please with chocolate on top because duh.”
I can live without other apps but not wattpad.

It’s too precious to me. It has so many stories I love and nooo, I can’t not use it even for just a day.

It’s like the only thing I use my phone is for wattpad. Like more than half of the time I spent on my phone is actually me reading stories on wattpad.

“Okay. But remember your promise.” Lyla said before helping me get Kyle off my body.
And that cheeky giant monster just chuckled in return.

“I’ll so get back at you for this Kyle.”

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Quickly packing out things, we made our way towards the exit of the library.

“That old familiar body ache,
The snaps from the same little breaks in your soul, You know,
When it’s time to go...”

Humming to this tune, I was enjoying my short walk towards Lyla’s car when I remembered something important.
I have to ask Amy to send the answers of today’s accounting assignment. I should not delay it anymore.
I already have five pending assignments, all of those whose due dated have gone so u should atleast do one assignment on time. And what’s better than to start with Accountancy?

Yay.

I looked down towards my hands. My phone, where is it?

Shit! My phone!

Did I put it in my bag or not?
I have this habit of putting things in my bag instead of carrying them on hands.

Like a kangaroo, I wish I had that body pocket thingy so I won’t have to use my hands to carry things.

I actually hate carrying things on my hands because then I forgetting about them after placing them somewhere and they get lost.

I dropped my bag from my shoulders and brought it in front of me. Quickly skimming across the things, I tried to feel for a rectangular device but found none.

“Oh god! I left my phone back there.” I uttered.
Creases appeared on my forehead with the way I was frowning.

Lyla stopped walking beside me and Kyle turned around too.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go get it for you.” He offered, starting to walk back towards the library but I quickly refused.

“No, no it’s alright. I’ll get it. You guys start the car.”

Kyle and Lyla looked at me as if I just said that unicorns exist and I’m a unicorn too.

Their eyes wide before they both bursted out in heaps of laughter.
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