Ok,so SOTY is rocking my brain. I keep wondering what would happen to Rohan now. I would never wish the ghastly Tanya for him, eeks! So I thought of introducing a new character, Maya. She is the Dean's adopted daughter and was studying in another college for some secret reasons(secret hmm?) She is brainy and sarcastic- and hates Rohan (does she now?!) So, what happens if Abhi, Shanaya and Pseudo play matchmaker to someone who is confused and another who is mysterious? Obviously, Ishq wala love..but to whom?

The end- the beginning

I swear, I will murder him. Or better yet, castrate him. Yup, the second one sounds better..

"Mi. MI! Maya !" Ouch. That was loud. I turned to see Coach Uncle stare at me , giving me a where-are-your-nuts look. I grinned sheepishly "Sorry. Thinking mode. You were saying?" Ex-Coach of St.T a.k.a Coach Uncle/ C Uncle is my best friend. Yes he is way more than 15 years older to me and has a lovely family with his son entering college but he still remains my best friend. That doesn't mean that I am a stuck up , introvert with no social life. Oh, well it sounds similar. Fine, I am! Being an adopted daughter of a gay ex-Dean isn't that easy you know? Not to mention , having THE most boring degrees in the world and working for a pitiful salary under an obnoxious ex-collegemate/ current rockstar. The brat of prats – Rohan Arse Nanda. Yes, that is his name, atleast for me.

"You aren't listening. Again." C Uncle was sighing now. Ok, sighing means bad news. I quickly schooled my features and gave him my 99% of concentration. 1% had to still remain on the pawing eagle before me, wearing a sexy jacket right? I "worked" for him after all. "Mi, I'm afraid it IS bad. He cannot be saved." C Uncle never minced words and didn't do it now as well. I bit in my wince and nodded "He could never survive." I muttered as both of us went to inform the others, gathered at the hospital. I felt Shruti, Zorab and Jeet's eyes on me but I had my vision fixed on the rugged looking wolf-like man allowing that fur-clothed skeleton Tanya to fawn over him. Rohan Arse was going be just Arse if he continued this. Luckily for him, his saviour arrived.

"Abhi!" I saw C Uncle turn towards the door greeting the couple who had just entered. Mr and Mrs. Singh. To be specific Abhimanyu Singh and Shanaya Singhania Singh. The couple of St.T. Oh, hell, this was bad! I looked at notice his ex-friend-now-nemesis and spouse. Staying with him had taught me about his temper more than my job. I knew all of his tempers (Yes, he had different types). Fun Temper, Jealous Temper, Sleepy Temper, Drunk Temper, Fashion Temper and Psycho Temper. Now this was going to be Psycho Temper situation. "Over my dead body" I decided and stepped in before the muscle-maniacs got their knickers in a twist. " " I called out in my best polite-yet-professional voice and extended a hand "I'm glad you could make it. And just on time." I gave a quick glance at C Uncle who had held Rohan by now "I think we should meet him now. He..he doesn't have time." I ended with a desperate attempt at keeping my voice stable. After all, this is my dad we were talking about. He was their Dean alright but he was my father for Gods sake! Foster parent didn't make him any less of a parent. I could feel those wretched tears pricking and turned around to lead the 6 ex-students to their Dean. One last time.

As I saw my father cry and smile at the same time, I understood why I had agreed to this. I mean, I hated these students with every breath for what they had done to my dad but his "last wish" of meeting them was just too much to ignore. I couldn't deprive him of his only joy, despite knowing that they couldn't care more. I saw Jeet, Abhimanyu and Shanaya offer mild hugs and Tanya sniff while Shruti and Rohan stood shocked. The only person who wasn't there right now was Zorab. One look at dad and he had broken down. Like literally. He begged for forgiveness and cried so much that I had serious thoughts of getting him some Prozac to restrain him. Hell, HE was the reason for this! Had he not been a out-of-the-blue philosopher or as I feel, a sore loser, my dad would have never got into his guilty conscience depression That ruddy speech and display during that year had shaken him to his core. He was never the same and I couldn't do anything about it. Well, apart from agreeing to his one stupid request. You see, I worked with (or rather FOR) Rohan Nanda because of dad. He forced me to be his manager or plainly baby-sitter so that poor itchy Rohan would not break after his friends cheated him. W.O.W! The Rohan I know would break others and not himself. He had a record number of hits, I admit proudly and I had never let our past interfere in the business. Actually, I hadn't even talked to him other than business talk. I hated him, sue me!

"I'm sorry for your loss." I heard Shanaya tell me in a soft voice as we sat outside the ICU. I nodded absent-mindedly as I registered her sitting down next to me. "He was a good man you know?" she said, placing a hand over mine. Like Duh! Of course I knew that! Better than you missy, cuz unlike you, I didn't run away from my past and stood with him. Swallowing the bitter pill I gave a grim smile "Thanks " I said, not using her name because I still didn't want to let her into my circle. The only ones in this group whom I called by their name were Dimpy, Jeet and Shruti. Shruti was a itch I agree, but she was one of the first to meet dad after school. Accidently I guess, but somehow she did meet him and that was a point to her from me. Of course, Arse Nanda was another one, so I had to call him (grunt) Rohan. Shanaya was taken aback by the formal name but she had the sense not to show it. We sat in silence for a while before I noticed Abhimanyu come our way. Horror of horrors, behind him was the one person I didn't need now- Rohan. "Not now!" I grumbled to myself as Abhimanyu knelt before me and gave me a small smile. I smiled back lightly. Now, I didn't hate Abhimanyu. He deserved what he has achieved and I respect him for what he is. Of course, the evergreen fight is an issue but hey, he didn't do me any harm! "thanks for coming Mr..I mean, Abhimanyu." I corrected myself and saw Shanaya give a small smile. Well, thats all you get baby. As Abhi and I talked a while I tried hard to ignore the slightly short Hulk standing behind him, in silence. Rohan Nanda wasn't used to waiting for me, but this time he did. Hohoho surprises galore?

After a while, they left the hospital promising to be there the next day for the funeral plans. They wanted something memorable and as usual, my dad's students were higher than his daughter. I saw to Shruti at last and turned to see someone staring at me. Ok, this is creepy. Why is Creepo Arse standing against that wall, giving me that..look? His eyes were red, I noticed as I slowly walked towards him. Breathing deeply I reached him and looked straight. "Thanks." I said knowing that he would never start a conversation. Not with me atleast. "It was good to have you today. Dad was..ooompjh!" I felt strangled as he engulfed me in a sudden hug. .Hell! I felt all air sucked out and felt a chill run down my spice. Wait that must be my sweat from the heat. The heat from his..embrace?! "Erm..Ryohn?" I tried mumbling against his jacket as his death-grip was killing me. He must have noticed something because I felt my lungs inhale again. He pushed me back a little and looked at me. I couldn't read his eyes and that was scaring me. I could ALWAYS read his eyes. It was kind of something I did. The reason why I was his only successful manager ever. "Ro..Rohan? Soemthing wrong?" I asked in a low voice, which came out almost like a squeak. He continued to give me the Intense look but slowly shook his head and I saw his eyes lighten. "Its all fine now." He said and I was confused. What was he talking about again? Me, dad, hospital or what? Suddenly it struck me like a lightening bolt. "Holy shit!" I whispered and almost went limp. How did I not notice it?! Rohan Nanda and Abhimanyu Singh had been in a place for more than 4 hours and nothing had broken or nobody had been mauled. That meant.."You're friends again" I said in a shocked voice and Rohan's eyes went softer. He merely nodded and released me, but not moving away. It had to be Rohan's doing. There was no way that Abhimanyu would ever talk to him first, never with Shanaya, the softie in between. My Arse Nanda had done the impossible He had sorted out an enmity of 10 years. He had done what..what dad had always wanted. I didn't realise what was happening but all of a sudden I did something I should never have done. I kissed him And now I ran.