Chapter Three

Khushi walked through the halls while everyone looked at her. They were whispering stuff to each other as they looked at her. Khushi quickly slipped to class and sat down in her seat. Her classmates were also looking at her, but she didn't let it get to her.

Payal came in and sat down in her seat. She was about to ask Khushi something, when Lavanya and Sheetal came in. They went right towards Khushi and hovered around her.

"Hey Khushi," Lavanya said.

Khushi just blinked at them. Those two NEVER spoke with her.

"Uh-"

"So you're really pregnant, aren't you," Sheetal asked, interrupting Khushi.

"Um-"

"It's amazing how a girl like you could even get knocked up," Lavanya said.

Khushi looked down at her hands. Lavanya and Sheetal smirked at her evilly. Payal was about to say something, when someone else spoke.

"Cut your shit."

They looked up and saw Arnav coming over to sit in his seat.

"Always being the nice guy, huh," Sheetal remarked.

Arnav rolled his eyes and slunk back in his seat and put his feet up on the chair in front of him. Lavanya and Sheetal rolled their eyes and went to their seats. Khushi just looked at Arnav, as he looked forward.

The bell rang, and instead of the teacher, a substitute came in. She didn't care what they did, as long as they weren't too loud. That gave Lavanya and Sheetal their opportunity.

"So tell us Khushi," Lavanya said as she moved her seat closer to Khushi's, "now that you're not a virgin and all."

"Yeah," Sheetal agreed.

Khushi just looked away and ignored.

"Oh? Knocked up, and gained some attitude, huh," Sheetal said.

"Yo, will you guys shut up," Arnav said as he turned around.

"Well we're not talking to you."

"Well you're being very loud."

"Then butt out."

"Why butting in yourself?"

"What's it matter to you anyways," Lavanya asked.

"Nothing."

"Well it should," Khushi whispered.

The three looked at her. Khushi suddenly didn't feel so great and asked if she could go to the bathroom, and ran out. She vomited again and then washed up.

Why me, she cried in her head.

Wiping her face with a paper towel, she headed out of the bathroom. She was walking down the hall, when someone grabbed her hand and pulled her. Khushi was turned and leaned up against the wall. She gaped as she looked at... Arnav?

"What are you doing," Khushi asked. "Let me go!"

"I need to talk to you."

"Why?"

"Because..."

"Because?"

Arnav looked down and released her from his grip.

Khushi looked away. "Arnav, I know you must've figured that I liked you but... I'm knocked up! You don't wanna have anything to do with me."

"Khushi-"

"Please Arnav. ... I'm already going through enough stress. I... I don't want anymore," she said, her lower lip quivering.

Pushing him away, Khushi began to walk away, when Arnav spoke.

"Khushi, I remembered everything."

Khushi froze. Her eyes widened as she looked back at him. "What," she breathed.

"I remember everything from that night."

Khushi gasped, as she remembered back to the night of the party.