Chapter Seventeen

Going about with her work, Khushi was rather busy. She helped with the cleaning, as well as the cooking. Khushi was on her way up to see if Deviyani, Vijay, or Amoli needed anything, when Avantika called out to her.

"Hey Khushi!"

Khushi turned to Avantika and had to force herself from widening her eyes. The woman next to her was nothing like the young girl she knew about five years ago. Unlike the girl she knew, who almost always had her hair in pigtails, now had long, thick hair, flowing down her back. Unlike the girl she knew, who had broken out all over her face, now had porcelain clear skin, perfected with makeup. Unlike the girl she knew, who was constantly called a geek by the guys for her glasses and braces, now had shiny perfect teeth and contacts, revealing her sharp brown eyes.

Whoa.

"You remember Sana right," Avantika said, the two walking over to her.

Khushi nodded with a soft smile, quickly giving Sana a one-over. I remember her alright, but I don't remember her tits oozing out and being all over in my face.

For a moment, Khushi wondered if they were implants but quickly stopped herself from such a rude thought.

Still, can't help but to wonder....

"Hi Khushi," Sana smiled, giving her a hug.

Khushi was slightly taken aback by the girl's bubbliness, something she did not have when she was younger. Not to mention, when she had hugged Sana in the past, she had never felt the woman's breasts squeeze her like this, ever. Her eyes instantly darted to Avantika's who rolled her eyes with a smirk.

Avantika must be thinking the same!

Sana pulled back. "How are you," she chirped. "Wow, you still look the same after all these years..."

Can't say the same about you.

"...only your hair is a little longer. Um, I heard what had happened when I was abroad... sorry for your loss."

Khushi gave her another small smile, looking down at the ground.

"Hey, you wanna go shopping," Avantika said, lightening the mood.

"Yes," Sana squealed. "Khushi, do you want to join us?"

Khushi shook her head, gesturing that she needed to go upstairs to continue her work.

"Oh come on Khushi, it'll be fun," Avantika urged.

Khushi shook her head once more but based on the look on Avantika's face, she could see that the girl was desperate and didn't want to be alone with Sana at all.

I'm so confused.

"Come on Kush, I'll tell mom and dad, it'll be fine, please," Avantika pouted.

Khushi sighed; Avantika's pleading eyes had won, and Avantika was ever so happy. She quickly let her parents know that they were going out and that she was taking Khushi with her. Both quickly got ready, Avantika having her way and a little fun as she dressed Khushi up in her clothes, and then the three ladies headed out to the mall.

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Both Avantika and Sana were loose canons. While Khushi watched the two girls dart from store to store, she also noticed the number of bags increasing each time they left one.

Hai DM, help these girls.

Avantika came huffing over, exhausted from carrying all of her bags. "Geez, and I still haven't even gone into Gucci yet."

Khushi rolled her eyes with a grin; Avantika was crazy, that much was definitely established.

"But enough about me, you missy, still haven't liked anything!"

Khushi looked away; she really didn't want anything.

Especially from something that had Avantika's expensive taste.

"Come on Khushi, please, would you please for once buy something? I'm begging you, please," she exclaimed, clasping her hands together.

Khushi simply shook her head in rejection and Avantika scowled.

Sana came walking over, her new purchases in hand. "Ava, you're not going into Louis?"

Ava? What?

"Not yet, I wanted to check out Gucci first."

"Oh cool, and then can we check Fendi as well?"

"Yes!"

Both girls dashed off, once again leaving Khushi behind. Though Khushi didn't feel bothered at all, the two girls having way too big of a taste for high-end things.

I swear, if she decides to buy another Birkin bag today....

"Khushi?"

Khushi whipped around at the sound of her name, finding Arnav and Virat behind her.

"What are you doing here alone," Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded towards the Gucci store and Arnav instantly understood.

"Typical Avantika," and he shook his head with a frown.

"Wait, but didn't Sana come over to their place," Virat asked.

Khushi nodded and then nodded towards the Gucci store.

"Oh shit, we gotta go!"

Khushi scowled at Virat. Oh come on!

"Oh nah Khushi, you know how that girl has me creeped, not after that Fabio shit, romance fantasy crap."

Khushi rolled her eyes. She's just a romantic, come on! ...well, maybe still is, who knows.

"Hey guys!"

All three of them looked up to see both Avantika and Sana walking over to them, each with a Gucci bag in hand.

Oh geez Avantika, more?

Khushi waited for Arnav to scold her for her reckless shopping, but it never came. In fact, Virat didn't make a slick comment either. Instead, when she looked at the boys, she saw that both boys were shocked by the sight of Sana.

Can't say that I blame them.

"Hey you two, you guys remember Sana right," Avantika said.

"Hi," Sana said softly, batting her eyelashes.

Well one thing's for sure - she still likes them.

And for the first time ever, Khushi felt something she hadn't felt in a long time - jealousy. Khushi glanced at Arnav, seeing how he was still stunned by Sana's new appearance. She glanced back at Sana and she could've sworn she saw hearts in her eyes as she gazed at the two men. Khushi's fists clenched automatically, gripping onto her sides.

Wait Khushi, stop! Don't feel this way, don't you dare!

Sana exchanged some words with the boys, Khushi stepping away from them and moving towards Avantika. She tried hard to ignore her feelings and she actually managed to do so because now she was feeling Avantika's jealousy.

"That bitch," Avantika muttered under her breath, but Khushi had heard it.

She looked at Virat; the guy who was just ready to run for his life, was now completely calm, chatting away with Sana. Khushi pursed her lips and looked at Avantika and Avantika looked at her, her annoyance crystal clear. But she quickly removed the expression from her face and went to split the conversation.

"So what were you guys up to," she interrupted.

"Uh... what was it we were doing," Virat asked, to which Avantika scowled.

"We were about to go and watch a movie," Arnav said.

"Yes! Yes, that's exactly what we were about to do."

"Oh cool, what movie," Sana asked.

"Age of Ultron, the new Avengers movie. We still haven't had the chance to see it yet," Virat explained.

"Oh yeah, I heard it's really good!"

"Yeah? Did you see it?"

Avantika shot a look at Virat, who was completely oblivious to it. Irritated, she cut in once more.

"Hey, Sana, didn't you say you wanted to go to Louis?"

"Yeah but-"

"I was thinking of going into Hermès as well, maybe get another Birkin."

Khushi's eyes widened. She is not!

Arnav's eyes widened and he glared at Avantika. "Av-"

But before he could even get her name out of his mouth, Sana shrilled, almost deafening each and every one of them. "Oh my gosh, yes! I just might buy one too, come on!"

Without another word, Sana grabbed Avantika and dragged her towards Hermès, Avantika turning back and giving Khushi a very evil smirk, wagging her eyebrows as she claimed her victory, before following after the girl.

"What the-!"

Khushi grabbed Arnav's arm, turning his attention to her. She simply shook her head, letting him know that she wasn't serious.

"Ah come on Chatterbox, she could've joined us," Virat frowned.

Khushi arched her eyebrow at him and Virat actually blushed, looking down, scratching the back of his head with a small chuckle. Arnav shook his head and even lightly hit him up-side on the back of his head.

"What," Virat said innocently.

Arnav shook his head and turned his attention back to Khushi, only to then realize her hold on him. Khushi realized it as well, and immediately flinched away, causing to confuse Arnav.

What the?

"Anyways, we should get going," Virat said. "The movie begins in 20 minutes and I want nachos."

Khushi rolled her eyes with a grin. Virat is still ever the same, forever getting nachos at the movies, she thought to herself, remembering the times before she had forced Arnav to take her to the movies with them.

"Hey Khushi, why don't you join us?"

Khushi's eyes widened and before she could even object, Virat took her arm in his and lead her towards the theater. Khushi could only stare at him in shock but Virat didn't care.

"I know you, and I know you won't go anywhere near any of those shops, so you have no choice but to join us, Arnav will let Chatterbox know."

But-!

"And no buts, ifs, and, whatever, you're joining us. She took one girl from us, we'll take one from her."

Once again Khushi arched her eyebrow at him and Virat became flustered.

"Okay, she technically she didn't take her from us, but she prevented a chance of her joining us."

Khushi couldn't believe what she was hearing and she was absolutely humored, and Virat could tell she was because it was ever so evident on her face.

"Hey don't give me that look and- yo Arnav! You not joining us?"

Arnav snapped out of his thoughts and went after the two, following behind. He still couldn't figure out why Khushi had flinched like that.

She forgave me for what had happened but why did she flinch? She didn't seem to mind taking my hand last night so why...? Did she think it was inappropriate? But how, it was just my arm? She's always had her arms wrapped around mine in the old days so why...?

Arnav looked up at the two and while Virat defended himself, Khushi only threw him looks, her expressions speaking for her.

A lot has changed in 3 years, but... something is just not right. And I need to find out why Khushi is mad at me.