Earlier I wished to start a new life with a new class, but this time I wanted to stay as it is when I stepped on sixth standard. It was going so well on the fifth class that even a slight change can make up like a big blunder. Those reciting poems, singing songs to come in front of her, making fun of her sometimes by calling her '๐ฝ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐' during recess as she used to bring 'lady's finger' at tiffin maximum times. Once she even complained about me for this act and teacher did scold me. Though since then I stopped calling her lady's finger, but I made a two liner song which was chanted by my friends too. That was titled "๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐". Basically that was my indirect confession for her and she used to enjoy it too without knowing the depth of it. I wanted these stuffs to grow better and fruitful in the next class than previous one. But what happened was shocking. We were told to change our seats as from now boys and girls can't sit together. They have to sit separately on their own selected rows. Though it was not acceptable for me, but all agreed and I ended up with the same. I tried to take the seat which was near her, but saw that someone kept his bag already there. I left that seat and went to the back side as my all friends were sitting there. Though we were in the new class and also sitting arrangement was changed, but that didn't affect my writing and I continued writing. I used to write any time in any period and sometimes did get a chance to recite in front of the class. My voice was not this much bad that time so I used to sing as well. I used to write the lyrics after hearing a song in my home and take that copy there in the school and then me and my friends used to sing the song loudly and rest class used to enjoy it. Though I and Shaina were having distance in between us, but we were still close as she used to ask me for my diary sometimes and I used to give it to her happily. All was going well, though not like the previous class, but it was acceptable as I have shown my presence to others. I used to see Shaina covertly almost every time and each time I see her, my face ultimately adjusts it's curves. It was such a pleasant feeling and innocent attraction that my heart was proud of being my heart. One day a boy sitting nearby saw me smiling while seeing her, but didn't say anything. Later on he said this to his bench mate and they both started observing me. They spread this news to their friends and finally whispered in my ears;
