Kapitel 2: Day 2 Starting of School
Day 2 of being a time manipulator in a simple urban world.
I woke up at 8:00 a.m. when Natasha stomped the door.
"Wake up silly kid or I'm gonna beat your lazy ass", a shout came and I woke up dazed.
Natasha always helped me woke up at 7 a.m. but as I slept very late after thinking about her and mine relationship, I got late in waking up.
I hurriedly got up and opened the door, there I saw Natasha with an angry look on her face.
"You dumb kid, do you know how worried I was when you didn't open the door even after shouting so much", she shouted being worried about me.
My first thought was that she's gonna scold me now for not going to school but she showed her concern. It really touched my heart and with a blissful mood I hugged her.
"Thank you mom, thanks a lot", that small motherly scold and concern for me broke the ban that I put between us after getting those memories.
In those memories, the motherly love was lost from the age of 10 and after that only the scolding and curses were there as my parents lost hopes little by little through each passing moment.
The love that was missed in those memories was again shown by Natasha and I felt so satisfied I can't describe it by words.
As she felt my feelings, her anger subsided, she picked me up and told me to get ready for school.
"Hmm.." I nodded while still hugging her.
She took me to the bathroom and after brushing told me that she's ready to help me bath.
I felt shy as I knew contact between adults is forbidden but I was a five year old kid. We had always bathed together so for her it was a daily activity but for the 33 year old me it was quite ummm... great yes... great experience.
We bathed together where she helped in cleaning my whole body.
Um.. yes, full body and yes I got a boner but what can I really do, the situation was really um.. vulnerable yes.. vulnerable. Anyways a five year old's boner was negligible.
Seeing my erection she looked at me but looking at my smiling face she also smiled back and washed everything without care.
After helping me bath she helped me put on my uniform and dropped me to the school in her scooty.
(A/n - Yes, in India women mostly use scooty for day to day ride. )
I hugged her from behind just like a baby would do to his mother and enjoyed the old yet new experience. I kept my thoughts about her aside for now and decided to enjoy the mother and child love she gave me.
She dropped me off at the school gate and left after giving me a peck at my cheeks. I looked at the watchman with shy eyes as even after rubbing it hard there still appeared a small lipstick mark on my cheek.
My school was a famous school in the area with a big playground and a big building and a lot of other facilities. With my past life's experience I knew it would be quite expensive too but I couldn't argue with Natasha about it as it would had been a quite an amusing experience to look at a small five y/o child talking about his studies being expensive or poor grade.
Natasha told the watchman at the gate about my class and that it was my first day so he helped me find it and left me in the front of my classroom.
I know it sounds awful Or I can say unreal but actually those past life memories were misty so I only remembered the life experience but not the knowledge that I read or what I achieved in my past life. So, even with the experience of my last life I still had to start again from the starting point but those life experiences taught me how the society worked and I decided that I'll live this life making everything worthwhile and cherishing each and every moment of my life.
My memories were like I could remember that mostly on their first day to class most of the students would cry but other than that I didn't knew much like what they would study or how they'll be inside the class so I was excited to know how will my first day go and that too in such a high class school.
With such thoughts I entered my class i.e. 1-a.
As I entered I saw three rows of students sitting with similar neat red uniforms just like mine.
Our uniforms were nothing special, half sleeve shirt with red check style and a full length formal pant for older classes while a cute half pant for smaller children. Also a red scarf was attached with the shirt around the collar to make it look better and attractive.
I saw the teacher who was a good looking girl in her mid twenties. A smile formed on her lips as she saw me, she came to me and ruffled my hair. I looked at her making a cute baby face and with a smile I said big sister is beautiful.
"oh my, such a cute child", she said with an understanding look.
After that she asked my name which I told her and she told me to sit at any place I liked.
I looked around the class and at last found a place beside a cute little girl who was sheding tears, she also looked at me as I looked at her.
I knew it would be a headstart if I make friends with a cute girl like her. Who knows how much more beautiful she could turn out to be in the future. I moved towards the place beside her while greeting my fellow little classmates.
At first I thought it would be awkward to be in a class full of 5 year old children but as I got in the class I started to like the atmosphere from the get go. After all, those past life memories were only fragmented and they could not affect my 5 year old self much, other than the little change of character .
I went on to sit at the last bench with the cute little girl, I thought she could be a nuisance in the class so the teacher had told her to sit at the last bench.
She was still sobbing slowly as I sat beside her.
"Why is such a big girl crying?", I asked her in a manner as if an elder asks a child.
" My mumma sob.. sob.. she.. she left me here alone with a big uncle sob.. sob..", she answered me as if she could understand the care for her in my words.
"Don't be like this you're such a cute girl, you'll look ugly if you cry so much, also you'll only be here for 5-6 hours and then we can meet both our moms too, right?? We can also make many friends here and we can play with them", I patted her head with care as I said this.
"Sob.. sob.. No, I'm not ugly, my papa and mama told me I'm very beautiful and.. and.. well about that, will you be my friend, I'll share the sandwiches that my mother made for me and then we will play together", she looked at me with expectant eyes, her cute face had a tear still streaming down from her eye.
" definitely! we'll be friends and I'll also share my lunch with you", I told her and at last she stopped crying after I pinky promised her.
After this the cute girl introduced herself to me.
Her name was Shanaya Sinha. She was from a well-off family. Her father was a boss of some kind while her mother was a housewife.
(A/n - That's all, what now, you want me to introduce her whole family to you.)
As we were talking the teacher introduced herself to the class.
"Good morning class, I am Amaira your homeroom teacher for the session, you can ask anything related to your academics, whether it be about school, class, studies or anything. We'll start by introducing ourselves.", Amaira asked the whole class.
With that introduction my new life as a little schooler started.
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