Nothing turned well between me and Ashutosh, I also stopped talking to my new friends.
But that wasn’t the serious part, it was my report card day and I had butterflies in my stomach.
When we reached school, we first entered Ahaan’s class and as usual he was at the top. No doubt he was, but his class teacher was a little pissed about his fuzziness, but then my parents ignored it as they knew how he was.
The weird thing was instead of talking about my brother, they jumped to me and she started praising me, for how good I was and how everyone in school knew that I was the National level basketball player. At that time, all I could do was thank her with a smile, because I was too nervous about my grades and afraid if they did not turn out to be good enough.
Then we moved to my class, it w
