17(The final Competition)

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THIRD PERSON POV 

"Y'know it's getting out of hand, we have to report him to the police"

It was the following day from the ball, and the best friends duo were currently sitting in the dance room, an hour earlier than the usual practice time. "We can't. Y'know what happened last time we did it" Aarna groaned hiding her face in her hands. 

"I don't even get it, what does he even want from you?" Gaurangi looked frustrated because of all the things happening because of that stalker. "I wish I knew girl"

The two of them sat in silence when they heard the front door of the class getting opened. Gaurangi frowned checking her phone for the time, "It's still 7:10, who would come this early?" She got up and was going to check but was stopped by Aarna holding her hand. 

"Gaurangi" She whispered fearfully, "what if it's him again?" She said getting up and moving the younger girl behind her. 

"I don't think he would come here, wait let me go and check" Gaurangi sair tugging out her hand from her hold, but the artist held her hand again. 

"No are you mad? Why would you go there? Let's just hide, he wouldn't know we are even here" Aarna said tugging the girl towards the big speaker at the corner of the room. "But what if it's not him-"

The door of the room opened causing Aarna to freeze. Gaurangi sighed looking at her bestfriend with worried eyes. 

"Didn't expected to find you two here" Aarna closed her eyes tightly, "It's him" she whispered causing Gaurangi to sigh and turn her bestfriend towards the door. 

"It's not him, open your eyes and see yourself" Gaurangi said looking at the two boys with a expressionless face. 

Aaran peeked at the door with her one eye, and then sighed in relief after she saw who was at the door. "What are you two doing here so early?" Aarna asked looking at Satvat and Abhinav who came and put their bags on the shelf beside the door. 

"We could ask you the same" Satvat said but got elbowed by Abhinav on his side. "We came here to practice, what about you?" Abhinav asked sititng down and motioning everyone else to sit down too. 

"Same reason, Aarna was just accompanying me here" Gaurangi said handing the water bottle to Aarna who thanked her and took a sip of water form it. 

There was a minute of awkward silence before it was broken by satvat, "We came here to practice, so can we start with it?" He asked looking at Gaurangi who sighed nodding her head. 

Satvat motioned Abhinav to go to the other room of the class, "Hey Aarna! Wanna come with me to see my dance? It'll be an hour after Yati comes" He asked looking at Aarna. 

"Yeah ohk, best of luck devil's weed, be careful with your leg" The artist said following Abhinav out of the room. 

"Your leg's in the condition to dance?" Satvat aske connecting his phone with the speaker. "Far better than the day before" Gaurangi replied tying her ghungroos and getting ready for the dance. 

Meanwhile Abhinav and Aarna sat in the other room while Abhinav was tying his ghungroos and making silly jokes. "Once I tied my ghungroos so tightly it wouldn't come off. I cried for hours thinking they would have to cut my leg to take them off" He laughed shaking his head. 

"And you didn't even think for once that the ghungroos could be cut too?" Aarna asked amused at the story. "No way, man us dancers worship the ghungroos and the thought of cutting them couldn't cross my mind whatsoever" He shook his head. 

"Then what happened?" Aarna asked curiously. "Well what you just said, the ghungroo was cut off" Abhinav sighed dramatically. 

"Umm Aarna" The boy called for her in a bit serious tone. "I know what you want to ask, I-I am not exactly comfortable talking about it now, I'm sorry" Aarna said looking down at her feet.

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