Stephany’s P.O.V.
Unknown: How r u???
I looked at the number. It was not known to me.
“Jenny did you give my number to anyone”, I asked Jenny in confusion.
“Nope… I didn’t… why.. what happened”, she asked me back.
“Someone texted me,” I showed her the text.
“It’s a simple text. Why are you taking it seriously? Just tell him that you are fine…. Simple…”, she said while moving her shoulders.
I give her a what-the-heck look. How is this a simple thing???
“Jenny… I never give my number to anyone except you. Then, how did he got my number”, I said in a little loud voice.
“How can you say that this is he not she???”, she said while pushing her glasses up on the nose.
I opened my mouth to say something but then closed. She was right. It could be a girl. I was thinking too much.
I looked at the screen for some seconds and then decided to reply back.
Me : thanks for asking… I am fine…. Can you tell me … how did you get my number and who are you???
It pressed the send button and put the phone aside. I started my classwork again. I had missed so many classes and had so many assignments to complete.
I and Jenny then again got busy in our work. I again heard the message tone. Jenny looked at me. I was not sure but I supposed that it should be Noah. I don’t know why but I was expecting to be the person who was texting me.
Unknown: This is Noah this side. I know that you don’t like invading in your privacy but I was worried about you. You are absent for more than 2 weeks and it's the first time. Please tell me how you are and how is your father? I heard that he is not well. Please convey my wishes to him…
I smile appeared on my face. But… what about my father… his message was confusing me now…
“So… he is Noah… huh???”, Jenny gave me a mischievous smile.
I blushed slightly but then cleared my throat. “Yeah…. He is just worried about me”, I tried to be casual.
She slapped my arm a little. “Girl…. Get some balls… okay”, she said and I looked at her in what-the- look.
“I mean to say that you also like him but I don’t know why… you don’t want to accept this”, she said and I rolled my eyes.
“It’s not like that Jenny. I don’t want to be in a relationship any soon and boyfriend is very very far from my thoughts”, I said while looking at something in my notebook.
She sighed and then shook her head. Suddenly, it struck again. “He asked me about Dad…. He heard that he is not well…. Now, what is this???? Who told him that Dad is not well?”, I asked her and she said instantly, “O yeah…. He asked me about you and I told him that your father is not well and you are looking after him”.
I understood why did she say this. I thought for some moments whether to answer him or not. He was not my friend but I could count him as a well-wisher. Though he was rich he was down to earth person and this was the only reason, I never hard on him.
I decided to answer him back.
Me: Thanks for your wishes. Dad is better now. Maybe it will take some time more to recover completely. But…. Thanks for asking….
I hit the send button and then looked towards Jenny. She was looking at me with a grin.
“What”, I asked while moving my shoulders.
“Nothing….”, she gave me an innocent look and I just patted her arms shyly. She laughed hard and I blushed and then I also laughed a little. I didn’t hurt to feel light sometimes.
"O My God..... this is the first... this color suits you Steph...ha ... ha... ha..", she exclaimed while laughing and I sighed negatively while smiling.
Then, we both again concentrated on our works.
David’s P.O.V.
I was about to knock Steph’s room when I heard them laughing. Jenny was laughing at Steph. Then I heard her laughing. Though it was lighter than Jenny but it sounded good to me. She hardly smiles or laughs. I didn’t want to interrupt their moment. So, I stopped and waited for a few minutes and then knocked.
“Steph…. It’s dinner time now”, I called them for dinner.
“We are coming to David”, it was Jenny. She was her only friend. I really wished by heart that Steph had more friends. But she is not ready to be more open yet. I decided to give her time but never stop pushing her in life ahead.
“Okay”, I said and then headed back to the kitchen.
I started putting all the things on the dining table when Steph and Jenny came down.
“I am sorry David. I can’t stay for dinner today. I have to go out with my parents today. But I want to have your favorite chicken sandwich next time”, Jenny said with a cheery attitude. I like this girl very much. She is full of life and radiates positive energy and love.
“It’s ok sweetheart. I will prepare next time you come. Do you want to give you a ride back home?”, I asked her with concern. It was late in the evening.
“No… it’s ok David. I can take care of myself. Also, if something comes, I got self-defense training from Steph. So, I am all ready”, she said while doing an aggressive action.
We all laugh at her action and then she bid her good night and headed back home.
Both me and Steph started digging our meal in silence.
“Uhhh…. Dad”, Steph called me and I looked at her.
“I am selected for our national sports meet. What do you think how much more time will I take to heal this time. I have to be back for the practice soon”, she said and I looked helplessly.
“Steph… this was the worst hit you took this time. I think it might take 2 more weeks before you fully heal. For all the sports you will participate, you need to practice hard and for this, you should be completely healed otherwise you will jeopardize your health”, I told her and she thought for some moments.
“One more thing Steph”, I said and she looked at me questioningly.
“As you said that you have to participate in the meet, I am withdrawing your name from the upcoming match”, I told her and she dropped her spoon.
“No Dad, I am not willing to do so. I have practiced hard for that match. I will be cautious this time”, she said and I shook my head in refusal.
“Steph… there are more matches that you can fight in the future. This meet is more important for your future and career. So I will not listen to you this time and this is final”, I said in a stern tone.
“But Dad”, she tried to say something and I gave her a stern and cold look.
She shut her mouth and started eating again. The way she was spooning her food, it was obvious that she was irritated by my tone. But it was necessary for her.
“I am sorry Sarah… I didn’t want to hurt her but you know this for her good”, I apologized to my wife mentally.