Zada was tying her hair in a tight bun looking in the mirror.

She missed dressing up.

She always loved dressing up, even when she was a kid.

She was generally the off stage kind of girl, leaving the stage for her brothers. 

She loved to create her own stories and characters ,and loved drawing too.

She was almost a nerd. 

But unlike other nerds, she loved dressing up and wearing light makeup.

But now that she is in disguise, she can't do that.

She was still in her thoughts when Emma barged into her room without knocking. 

Zada rolled her eyes. Emma would never knock. 

She looked at Emma from head to toe.

Emma was wearing a denim capris and an oversized t-shirt. And her eyes look dull. More sunken. She looks sick.

"Emma?? Are you alright?? You look sick. Are you having a fever or something??" Zada asked, concerned only to earn a grin in return.

"I really look sick don't I??" Emma asked, throwing a fist pump in the air victoriously.

"What?"

"I am going to bunk today's classes. But I don't want to lose my attendance. So I would act sick and trick our HOD into giving my full day attendance. Everyone says he looks strict, but is a softie. He looks like a giant teddy bear. You know, actually he is very cute. With that big pot belly and bald head. Everyone likes him though his class is so boring. In his previous class, I slept the entire hour and he didn't even notice. How can-"

"Emma!!  Why are you bunking??" Zada interrupted, before Emma could go on talking about totally unrelated things.

"There is a match today. I want to see it of course."

"What match??" Zada asked in confusion and Emma looked at her in disbelief. 

"IPL Zada. Don't tell me you don't watch the IPL. I came here to ask you to bunk classes with me," Emma said in a pleading tone.

"The only thing I know about IPL is that Dhoni used to play for Chennai Super Kings and Bollywood King Sharukh Khan owns Mumbai Indians." Zada said shrugging.

Emma looked at her in horror.

"Sharukh Khan owns Kolkata Knight Riders. Not Mumbai Indians. How can you not know it?" Emma cried in disbelief. 

"Uh -oh. Sharukh Khan owns an IPL team, right?  That's all that matters."

"And Dhoni still plays for Chennai Super Kings," Emma said proudly.

She is die hard CSK-ian. In fact she is wearing CSK Jersey underneath her oversized T shirt

"Oh?  But I thought he retired a year or so ago??"

"He retired from playing for the Indian team."

"Chennai is in India, right?" Zada asked confused and Emma groaned.

"Why god??  Why didn't you give me a single clue before I made her my bestie. This is unfair. I am not going to offer any more offerings to you. I know you are taking revenge on me for stealing those sweets kept as an offering for you. But momma already scolded me for that. So you taking revenge is unfair. Anyway you can't eat it. It will simply go to waste. So what would be the problem if I ate it? If I didn't eat it, momma would have given that to that brat Mila. Over my dead body. It doesn't mean you will make me a dead body anytime soon haa. You should be on my side, not that stupid Mila's" she continued looking heavenwards and Zada shook her head in disbelief. 

Is there no stop button to this radio?

She would be very thankful if someone somehow finds one.

"We are getting late Emma. Let's go."

****

Liam pressed the calling bell of the twins' apartment and waited for them to open the door.

"Good morning," the one who opened the door greeted him.

Liam frowned as he looked closely trying to figure out who it was.

Damn!!  That is one thing no one figured out yet,

He wondered how their family figured it out.

The person who opened the door smirked at the confused look on his face and that gave him the answer,

"Good morning Zahir." Liam greeted back earning a scowl in return.

These are the slight things that would give away the game.

Zahir being Zahir, couldn't help the smirk from forming on his face when he saw the confusion on his face.

If it was Zian, he would have simply chuckled at that.

But if they are set on fooling people, no one would be able to differentiate between them.

"Not ready yet?" He asked

"I am," Zahir said, taking his motorcycle keys.

"Zi" he called out loudly 

"Yeah. Coming"

"Zian. Come out at 10 okay. Tell the professor you are sick" Zahir said

"I don't want to lie. I will simply not attend the class"

"You will miss the attendance"

"That's better than lying. I will make it up with volunteer works anyway" Zian said making Zahir roll his eyes.

****

"Damn. There are no popcorn in the cafe. I should have brought it from outside" Liam said

"Adjust with a packet of lays or bingo" Zian said, rolling his eyes.They are talking as if they are going to sit in the stadium and watch the match. 

As they entered the cafe,they saw a girl sitting on a table in front of the TV. She was wearing a CSK jersey with No. 7

MSD fan!! 

"Bro, is my cold coffee ready" the girl called out loudly to the canteen boy. 

Why does that voice sound so familiar, Zian wondered.

"It's ready" he shouted back

"I am coming" she said and was about to get down when a guy, a geek actually, stood up from the chair nearby and stopped her.

"You sit here. I will go and get it for you," he said, pushing his glasses against his nose.

"You are so sweet Aman" she said and the guy blushed.

Seriously??  He is blushing?? 

His eyes widened when he realised who the girl was.

She is sitting Indian style on the table. There are three packets of lays near her ,one already over.

"Emma," Liam called out in surprise. He hadn't expected her here. Does that mean Mirrie would also be here.

She turned around when she saw them.

"Freddy bro, Good morning" she greeted cheerily

"Freddy bro?" Zian asked, frowning. Who is Freddy here?

"Hello Z2. Or are you Z1" she looked confused between the two and then shrugged

"Good morning Zs" she greeted them

"You look awfully cheerful today??  What happened" Zian asked, pulling a chair and sitting there. 

Emma frowned at him.

"Are you a CSK fan??" She asked

"Why are you asking??"

"This table is reserved for CSK -ians.If you are not. Go find another table" She said pointing a finger at him and he rolled his eyes

"I am not a CSK fan. But I am not moving. Sorry" he said shrugging and she pouted

"I am a CSK fan, sweetheart. So I can sit??" Zahir asked with his trademark charming smile and Zian's lips thinned in annoyance

"Of course. CSK-ians are always welcome" she grinned and hi fi ed him

"Freddy bro?? Which team are you??" Emma asked Liam and he looked at her in surprise 

"I am Freddy bro?"

"Yes. I like Fredrick better than Liam. So I will call you with that name okay." 

"Emma. Your cold coffee"

"Thank-you Aman" she smiled brightly taking the coffee from him and the damn boy blushed again.

"Yo boy. Now that you are here, go get some drinks for us too." Zahir said and boy nodded and immediately went to get more drinks

"Who is he??" Zian didn't mean to ask that. But somehow the words came out without his consent.

"He is my friend. He came to give me company to watch the match. Hey that rhymed,"  she said snapping her fingers in excitement. 

"Why would he want to give you company? He looks like a geek. He probably should have his head between some books" Zian said and he saw Zahir looking at him and raising an eyebrow. 

"Heyy you can also do that. I am jealous. I can't do that at all. You know my bestfriend, she also does that sometimes. I was hoping she would come to see the match with me.I had it all planned."

"Then why didn't she?" Liam quipped in

"Don't ask me." She groaned and focussed on the TV as the match began

Of course. Zada wouldn't sit and watch a match. She knows nothing about cricket. 

In between the canteen boy came with popcorns which he informed that Emma had dropped by yesterday evening to order popcorns

Soon the cafe was filled with students who have bunked classes to watch IPL

Izzy took a seat next to him. 

He was eating popcorn from Emma's bucket, she was too focused on the TV to realise that.

But as soon as they put their hands together into the bucket, the familiar current passed through them.

Emma frowned at him.

"You transformer. You are stealing my popcorn. That too belonging to the enemy team," she moved her bucket away from him

"Enemy??  Like seriously??" He asked rolling his eyes

"Zian. You can share mine," Izzy said forwarding her popcorns and he smiled at her

"It's okay. Izzy. I am full anyway." Zian said, making a sad smile form on Izzy's face.