They teased, "Who's remembering you so much?".
She said, " Quiet, Nobody is !".
Blushing the hell out of her, she walked out of the room to her own room. She never knew who was that soul who is remembering her.
Consoling herself to biological reasons, she said it's just because she is not drinking enough water.
She drank gallons of water, but those hiccups never stopped.
Ugh!! Irritated she went up to the mirror, only to see her messy face. Again lost in thought, who is remembering her, laughing at herself who was such a freak, a mess, and who is this soul that's not taking a break from her thought.
She noticed that she was blushing, red as tomatoes, she could feel her face burning like that of a steaming iron.
She had no option but to guess, she made up a list to investigate who it was, because all her friends were mostly boys.
"Maybe him, he was too cute yesterday, or maybe that one, I could not take his cheesy lines though,
Or maybe him, he was blank", she mumbled to herself,
And there as, she was judging every boy, he realised she was so blessed to have so many friends, but she regretted it as she remembered how some of them wanted only her curves and sexy body and not her friendship.
A commotion of so many emotions, she could regret and feel blessed at the same time, cry and smile and laugh at the same time.
There she lie on her bed, remembering, their lusty intentions behind their friendship, teary eyes, embraced by her sweet memories that were full of empty words and promises, she noticed that her hiccups had stopped, and she concluded that no one was remembering her, and succumbed herself to sleep.