Chapter One

"Didi, hurry up! I understand it's your last year of college, but we still have to go," Shyam yelled.

Khushi came jumbling into the room, tripping over thin air as she came running out her room. "Sorry Shyam, I couldn't find my wallet."

"Hurry Didi or we'll be late!"

"Alright! Let's go!"

They went running out, their mother yelling behind them.

"It's the first day and you both are late! If Shyam gets late for his first day, then I swear Khushi-" but they could hear no more.

They got on the bus and arrived to the college in no time. Many people were there and were hugging their friends. Shyam looked around and saw his friends by a tree and went over to them. Khushi smiled as she saw her brother go over to his friends. She was happy for her brother – happy that he had friends to support him.

But unlike Shyam, Khushi had no friends.

None.
Zero.
Nada.

Unlike all the other girls, Khushi didn't have beautiful clothes or makeup, or any of those sorts. Her parents barely cared anyways about her, so why would they bother so much on her? Khushi did have a small job at the local daycare, but most of her money went to books and food. She was on full scholarship, being the bright student that she was. Had she had enough money, she would've stayed on campus and dorm.

Khushi was walking to her first class, when someone poked fun at her.

"Hey look! It's the nerd," a girl exclaimed.

The girl's crew laughed at Khushi, but Khushi ignored them and continued walking.

"Aww! Are Ugly's feelings hurt," a boy asked.

They all laughed again, but Khushi continued to ignore.

Since Khushi wasn't like all the other girls, a lot of boys hated on her. Khushi remembered the gypsy's words about that "one man", but for the past couple of years, she had given up. Ever since her body began to mature, and she realized the feelings of liking someone, no one ever went near her. They claimed her as ugly, never wearing the latest trendy clothes or ever trying to look pretty.

To Khushi, it didn't matter. All she wanted was her education so she could prove her parents that girls are worth something. At one point, her parents even wanted her to stop going to college. But luckily, their headmaster had requested her parents to let her continue, and listening to her words, they allowed her to continue.

Khushi walked into her class and sat down in the one of the back rows. Students began to pile in and soon it was full. All the seats were filled, except for the one next to Khushi.

No one EVER sat with her.

"Good morning class," the professor said. "I'm your Business Administration professor, Professor Yamini. Now, before I give the class introduction, there is a new person who will be joining the class, as well as our school." She looked at the door and a guy came in.

Khushi stopped paying attention when she said "a new person" and opened up her notebook. But all of a sudden, she felt a slight breeze. It gave her a tingly feeling on her neck and she looked up. In came a gorgeous, cute, hot, sexy looking guy and she gaped. Not only her, but everyone gaped.

"This is Arnav Singh Raizada," Professor Yamini said. "I'm sure you all know him, since he is the son of our town's mayor."

It would be a very stupid thing if a person didn't know Arnav Singh Raizada in this town. If you  didn't, they'd think you were from a different planet! Arnav Singh Raizada is the son of Aryan Singh Raizada, who was the mayor of the town. Arnav's mother, Shalini Aryan Singh Raizada, had passed away when Arnav was just the age of seven. Wanting his son to be raised with a mother's value, Aryan had hired a nanny, who Arnav lovingly called "Dai Ma", and she raised him with good values. One thing for sure, Arnav was "hot topic" and every girl swooned for him, though he never showed his interest to any girl... yet.

Professor Yamini gave a short introduction and asked him to sit somewhere. Everyone else looked at the seat beside them and they were all taken. All but one seat – the one beside Khushi. Everyone looked at Arnav, as he went up the steps to the empty seat beside Khushi. She looked anywhere but at Arnav and all the other people's stares. He sat down beside her and Yamini called back everyone's attention. Khushi tried to focus on what she was saying, but it seemed a bit difficult. It wasn't every day you sat next to the Mayors son.

"Hi," he whispered.

Khushi looked at him. "Um, hi?"

Khushi felt weird.
A) The mayor's son was talking to her.
B) Some guy was talking to her.
C) Someone was actually talking to her!

She tried not to get into conversation and listened to what the professor had to say. Arnav did too, but every time, he noticed that people kept glancing back at him. Especially the girls.

See, that's what bothered Arnav. He didn't want a girl that just saw him as the Mayor's son, and the filthy, sexy, rich guy he was. He wanted a true girl, who was beautiful and loved him for who he was, not what he was.

And from the looks of these girls, it sure seemed he wouldn't be getting anywhere.

Soon, class was over and everyone went their separate ways. Some people practically ran to get near him, while others skipped over.

This is gonna be one long day, Arnav said in his head.

The day went on and Arnav began to realize "the ways" of the campus. Throughout his day, he figured out the popular from the nerds, the losers to the popular, and hated. The popular crew was led by a girl, named Sheetal, along with a friend, named Viren. The two practically ran the school with their gang. They picked on almost everyone, especially on one person – Khushi.

It was their lunch time, and all of them had lunch at the same time. Khushi was getting a salad, when Sheetal made fun of Khushi, saying how she was trying to lose fat. Arnav found that ridiculous, since Khushi wasn't fat at all. In fact she was as skinny as a stick. It was just that her clothes were big on her. It surprised Arnav how almost everyone on campus poked fun at her all day, but she didn't say a word back.

He not only noticed it that day, but did also the next day, the whole week, and the whole month. Not once did Khushi complain, and he liked her nature. She was quiet, yet sweet. She always had no expression, but one day, Arnav found her in the library, reading a book. From the cover, it seemed like she was reading a romance novel, and while watching her, he noticed a curve from her lips. Then all of a sudden, she gave a full bloom smile and Arnav was in daze.

She was something, and she was different... and he wanted to know her.