MY BOOKS TO YOU Chapter 2

  

 CHAPTER 2

 

It's been weeks since he startled me doing a math question.

I have seen him a couple of times flipping through some Andaleeb Wajid's books.

I have read many books by her, and I am a fan. It lies in the way she intertwines morals into romance stories that are a heartbeat worthy.

I always had one of her books with me, and it is the best way to pass the time.

Now that I know that I have an excuse to talk to him, my mind keeps overthinking about facts that might not even happen.

Today, out of all days of the month, is a Friday, so there would definitely be a book club at 6 pm.

I know I am always early to these types of events, as it brings me a lot of joy.

This time, I had prepared to talk. About the book - MIRROR MIRROR by Andaleeb Wajid.

It was my first ever Andaleeb Wajid book that I have ever read.

This book made me learn that people really get struck by your painful words, and it could sometimes risk their life, and also can make them quit what they love.

In the next 10 minutes, the book club will be starting, and I am nervous but also confident because I know that I have never failed in anything I love the most.

Reading and Books are part of what I love the most.

I saw that today there were 5 more bookaholics about to talk about their favourite books.

I get into the Hall. It is neatly arranged as if there was a coronation that was going to be held. It was decorated with a lot of Pinterest fan art of different genres of books.

As I scrutinized all the pictures, my eyes caught up on one picture. The book I was going to review had a very small number of followers, which means there is and according to my statistics, a two percent chance that there would be a fan art of Raghu and Ananya.

Here, there was a beautiful sketch of Raghu and Ananya making brownies together.

My heart was strumming with a lot of happy beats... If I were at home, I would be hopping like a kindergartener after school.

It gave pure Joy .... also made me really confident that I sent my nervousness on a trip to Florida.

Then, in a few minutes, I was on the stage. I spoke about this book and how it changed my mindset about how different people think. Also, romance is just a beautiful distraction filled with magic for anyone to get out of the hole they dig for themselves.  

After my speech, I went and sat in my place, then listened to everyone else. About five books were in my Amazon cart: two were romance, one was mystery, and the other two were fantasy.

I was really into the beautiful decoration and all, I felt like I was in a fairytale with a sweet smell of cherry blossoms. That's when my eyes landed on that very dark black shade I was extremely fond of for several weeks.

He was wearing a button-down midnight blue shirt with black jeans. His hair was tousled like Raghu's from my favourite book. He had a very small smile that made his dimples show up. He was, I guess, with a friend, and she looked fantastic. Her hair was neatly placed in a half-up up half-down, unlike my open hair.

Then, something happened ... as if ... as if about a thousand lightning bolts had struck me. My heart was beating, and I was frozen there, sweating. My hands were sweaty, and I was really conscious of my appearance.

Because he saw me and was walking towards me with a beautiful smile .... like the smile that would make me want to stop all the wars.

In just a few moments, he is in front of me.

He tilted his head slightly and waved, saying, "Hi, I am Ishaan".