9 : 45 - classroom XI - B
Few students paying attention to teacher's lessons and writing whatever they found to keep note of, and other few students who are just waiting for class to end, Paul also appears to be in second category, he'd to didn't paying attention to teacher's lesson, or atleast it's what looked to someone if they glance at Paul's seat.
Currently he is not looking outside the window like he usually do, but now, his left hand supporting his side of the face , and other one a pen, which is keeps spinning, his eyes fully focused on blank notebook, he was just looking at it , like thinking of something very deeply, but soon, in few seconds he released his left hand from supporting his face and pressed the side of the notebook , he sat straight, in his right hand a black ball pen about to reach the surface of plain and smooth notebook, which is all blank only black lines, telling him write whatever in the middle of the line, pen reached the surface and finally there's a small black dot mark there, and then -
" So that's it for today, I will send questions and some important notes on group - chat , read them and revise them if you don't understand then ask in tomorrow's class, also ask if you have any doubt from today's class don't just keep it quit.., "
"Okaaay... Sir.... " There's a half - hearted reply from students.
Teacher looked for a few seconds his eyes scanning whole classroom, he slightly nodded inside, he closed the book which is laying on table, grabbed it and left for the next class.
Just as teacher step outside the classroom, few students exheld slightly like they have passed some hard trial, and some getting ready for next class, putting book of last subject inside the bagpack and pulling out the different book, but all in all , in just few seconds classroom started to filled with light murmurs , some talking about the class which just ended, asking for their text book if they have written something in last class.
" Suuup...., bro " While saying this a boy lightly opened the textbook of his friend or just classmates, which is lying on desk.
His classmate's head was today's behind when the boy called him, he was tooking out the book for next class and also talking with someone, and he didn't noticed that someone was calling him, even if he'd hears the voice, he don't if it was from him so he kept talking, but when the guy he is talking to gestured, raising his eyebrows slightly telling him to look behind, he turned around quickly and saw that one of his classmates , looking at something in his text- book , he lightly grabbed his text book and said -
" Tha hell you are doing? , atleast tell me before grabbing my text - book " - The boy replied slightly felt annoyed , but didn't show in his face.
" I did called you, but you were busy chatting with your boyfriend. " his classmate said looking at the guy behind him.
He slightly turned his for quick glance, and said " What...? "
" You do'n need to be confused, I know already, no.. even the whole class knows that something is going on " He said smirking slightly " Now give me the text- book, I'll give ya in a minute. "
" Wait, wait , wait, wait... " He lowered his voice to the limit and side to guy in - front him " Is it really true? You ain't laying and shiit , are you?."
" Is there anything for me if I lie ? " He said sounding it obvious.
The guy sitting on chair said - " Yehhh... " And went on deep thought.
Then I'll be taking it, thank you " He said lightly took and the text - book from his hand and walked towards his own seat. When the owner of text - book said," just don't take it home will you. "
" Yeh.. Yeh.. I won't "
" Teacher Nathaniel is absent today because of some reasons and other teachers are also busy with their own classes, so this class will be empty."
Whole went silent for a second when they heard the first sentence teacher spoked, they stopped whatever they are doing students who are not in their seats hurriedly walked -up to their seats, and as they heard the sudden notice some students felt happy and relaxed because they doesn't have to listened to teacher's barking for half -hour again and few are cursing that even if the school pays the salary, some lazy ass teachers always slack off.
Teacher standing in front of exit door continued - " Focus on your subject even if sir hadn't come, I don't even need to tell, you guys are not bunch of middle schoolers anymore, and even if you guys talk, keep it silent that other class doesn't get distrub. "
Teacher walked - off again towards his next class, he had just one job to teach his student, but he also can't force someone without their own choices.
Class was silent only for a few seconds but soon faint murmurs started to fill the whole class.
Paul was observing this play from the start, when teacher announced the end of class, it was not much any different, even if the teacher is absent, the whole classroom have that life-less air around it , maybe only he is the only alone one who could feel this, maybe he was different from them after all here or from whole school, it's this what it means to be a choosen one he thought, bullshit.. , but he cleared that useless thought aside, and he also knows that he isn't much different from them, maybe all are same, and just one...
Soon his gaze landed on Mia, sitting on the right corner seat, she is surrounded by three other girls, they are all covering Mia from his sight, he could barely see if Mia is really there, only when the girls moves slightly while talking he could caught a slight look of her talking with their classmates,.... " Maybefriends " he thought, also he couldn't hear clearly what they talking about , Mia also took a few glances at him slightly, with corner of her eyes but Paul didn't noticed, although he was looking at her, his mind was somewhere else entirely.
But seconds later one of the girls in the middle felt something and turned his head slightly trying to look behind herself, but next she turned more and caught a sight of a guy looking at her, looking at him , seeing his face with no expression what so ever, she felt little irritated, in this situation anyone would feel that way not just her, she tried to looked at his eyes but Paul was just silent, looking at her but also not, she thought what a creep guy and murmured under her breath silently -
" What tha fuck you staring at, you fucker..! "
The girl besides her heard that faintly and tapped the other girl on shoulder asking what happened?
" Nah it's juss.. Nothing. " She replied to her friend turning towards her friends, and immersioing herself in the conversation again. Her friend slightly looked at the left corner of the seat where her friend was just looking at, she looked for a second and turned her face towards the conversation, by then Paul gaze have already shifted to the front.
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Outside the " Musha bhai home " Restaurant, Julian just arrived, and checked the time in his phone it's almost 10 AM, he nodded internally and called Simon just be sure that, this is the right place which Simon had mention earlier on call.
Simon quickly answered the call and said it's the right place, Julian put the phone in his pant's pocket looked at what he is wearing, black colored shoes, dark black colored Jeans which had light white tones, sky - blue colored shirt under - neath black colored lether jacket which looks newly polished.
Looking at his front, the restaurant is all covered, to his front few steps away a mix of brown, light brown colored wooden door which looks really looks big, but matching with the size of the restaurant, it's about a perfect size, above it the name of restaurant was hanging, with the name " MUSHA BHAI HOME " written on red color and the design of plate which is filled with different type of dishes he couldn't recognize, wall covering the restaurant are all white, but there's obviously the marks of spitting, the windows are just average size also matching the size of place, but all covered with curtains from inside so there's no person from outside could tell that what was happening inside.
Julian slowly took a step walked towards the entrance door of the restaurant, grabbing the steel handle attached to the wooden door he slightly pushed inside, and it slowly opened without any sound coming from door, but the sound that reached Julian's ears was the voices of different peoples inside, and just as door opened more and more the sound became louder and louder.