Story Teller part 4

The class was under her control.




After some time a teacher from other class came to ours and said, ‘your Hindi maa’m is absent today, you can complete your notes or revise any subject you want’.



Who is the monitor of this class?



‘Khushboo’

A few students said in a chorus.



Khushboo came in front of class with a feeling of proud on her face.



‘Yes maa’m, I am the monitor’



Ok Khushboo, see there is no noise in the class and if somebody does, write their name on the black-board, I’ll come and take them to the Principal’.



As the teacher left the class, the Monitor started rubbing the Black board so as to write names of the guys to be encountered today.



‘Wait, let me note down the test portion’ Jaspreet said.



And I realized even I have to note this; I took my Diary and noted the test portion.



My diary was full of remarks:

“Science notes not complete”, “English notes not complete” and so on.



The look of my diary was quite similar to my report card. On the report card there were red MARKS and on Diary red REMARKS.



‘Done’, I said after keeping the dairy back.



‘What to do now’, Abhishek asked me who sits in the front row of mine.



Suddenly we heard a sound of slap and we all turned towards that, I saw Amit, He had his hand on his face and tears in his eyes.



‘I guess Malisa slapped him’ Jaspreet said.



‘What happened’ I was curious.



‘He is not returning my Biology notes’ Malisa said.



‘Come, I’ll take you to the principal today’.



I guess she was not satisfied with what she did now; looking at her face it looked like she wanted to hang him in front of the school till his last breath.



‘I’ll return it tomorrow’ Amit said with a sorry feeling.



‘No,I am not going to listen to you, you are saying this since last four days and now I have to prepare for the test, I am not going to leave you today’ Mailsa was a liitle harsh this time.



‘Calm down Malisa, we’ll talk to our Class teacher about him’



‘Malisa I think you should say sorry to him’ Khushboo asked.



‘Sorry, my foot’ and Malisa went back to her desk.



Malisa was a girl with good grades with a little arrogance. We hardly talked ever, she had a small group of friends, comprising of Rishika, Neet and Richa.



The group was famous for their intelligence. It was a gang of girls with good combination of mind and beauty.



We enjoyed the fight.



‘This Bio subject is a big trouble for every one of us’ I murmured and I started thinking of Biology teacher again.



I took my compass box out from my bag, took the pencil and kept it in my pocket.



Straight away I went to the monitor-



‘I want to use the washroom’



‘You cannot, teacher in not in the class, you have to wait till the other teacher comes’



As I had an idea of taking revenge from that stupid teacher, I wanted to complete the mission instantly.



‘May I take permission from the teacher of next class; I need to use the washroom, its really urgent’



Ok she said.



With a smile on my face and a pencil in my pocket I managed to take permission from the teacher and straight away went to the washroom.





To be continued…….