Bunkistan

"Let's bunk this class!", I forced Snehil to bunk the mentally treacherous one hour English class.
"Yeah! I too was thinking about it!", he supported me, as we walked out of the class.
Just as we have left the class, out teacher made his entry into his class, and we were lucky enough to chuck out of the class, at the right moment. We started strolling on the balcony, when we crashed against Ankit and Soumya.
"Hey, where are you going? Won't you be doing the English class?", Ankit and Soumya asked, as they were about to enter the class.
"Are you mad! We can't stand the mental hammering for one hour.", I responded.
"Even the teacher isn't a woman.", Snehil responded, as his lust overshadowed his speech.
"Okay! Then we won't do it too. But where to dwell for one hour?", Ankit asked.
"I am not going to join you guys!", Soumya backed out.
"That's a secret! Accompany us, and you will get to know, everything!", Snehil said, with a mocking smile.
"Okay! I am coming with you.", Ankit agreed. "Let's go! What the f**k are we going to get with his lecture!", he said, as he tried to persuade Soumya, a nerd of our class.
"Attendance!", Soumya answered.
"F**k attendance! One attendance won't harm your marks.", Ankit tried to persuade Soumya.
"Ummmm...... Are you sure?", Soumya said.
"Yeah!"
"Okay then. But not anymore.", Soumya finally agreed, to give us company for our bunking.
From two, we became four. Four to have a proper bunk. I didn't wanted Soumya to join us, coz a nerd can ruin our plan to bunk peacefully. Somewhere my intuition said, our bunking plan will be messed up. But I ignored.
We started strolling towards the most stinking, yet safe area of the school - toilet.
"What! In the toilet?", Soumya asked, shocked, as we entered the toilet.
"Yeah!", Snehil said.
"F**k off! I am not going to bunk then!", Soumya said irritated, as he pulled Ankit, forcing him to get back to the class.
"While bunking, the atrocious smell of s***s, too becomes a pleasing aroma!",  Ankit said, as he took in, the odour.
"Yeah!.......... Wow.........!", I too supported Ankit.
"So what to do here?",  Ankit asked.
"We will piss here all day!", Snehil joked.
"I'm going! Ankit are you accompanying me, or you are going to stay here?", Soumya asked.
 "I'm going stay with them!", he answered.
"Okay! The teacher had already entered in the class. I'm going!", he said, and banged the door.
"We shouldn't have brought this a*****e along with us!", I said irritated.
"Do you have any cigarette?", Snehil asked Ankit.
"Yeah! But I don't have any matches!", he answered, flushed.
"A*****e!", I responded.
We were busy searching for matches in the toilet, with the hope that seniors might have hidden some matches, for emergency use, when Soumya came back again.
"I know you will come back!", Ankit welcomed him back.
"S**t sir is coming here!", he said panting.
"So?", I didn't paid any heed to him.
"Sir is coming to the toilet!", he repeated.
"What!...... F**k!", Snehil was shocked, so we were.
"Why the hell is sir coming in the toilet, that too in the middle of the class. We have to do something! Or else we will be caught!", Ankit got tensed.
"Yeah! And if we get caught, we will be suspended!", Soumya had started sweating.
We all started to think about ways to escape the coming catastrophe.
"Got it! I'm rushing to the loo!", I said, and rushed into one loo, and locked the door from the inside.
"What the.....", Snehil said, as he watched me entering the loo.
"Let us enter! All other loos are locked! We can't stand here!...... Sir's coming!", Snehil shouted, as they all hit the door hard. "Please!", Soumya was begging.
"Okay okay!", I said, and opened the door, as they rushed in.
"What an a*****e you are! We had been caught!", Ankit said, as we heard the flushing of water.
"Okay okay! Now be silent!", I whispered.
"Fuckers!", Soumya whispered strongly, and punched on my back.
We became silent, as we concentrated on what was happening on the other side of the door. Silence too prevailed there. We couldn't see what's happening outside, but our gut feeling said that something was wrong outside. We were confused, whether to get out of the loo, or not.
"Uffff! I can't stand this smell!", Ankit said holding his nose.
"Yeah! This is too stinky!", Soumya supported him.
"Just a minute more!", Snehil said, as he tried to stop them.
"No! Sir has gone!", Soumya said, and opened the lock.
"I'm going first!", I volunteered, and stepped out of the loo.
F**k. I haven't expected this. I froze. Our maths teacher was standing there.
"Good morning sir!", I greeted him, and tried to walk casually, but with failed attempt.
"What are you doing!", sir asked, as he saw Snehil came out of the same loo.
"Nothing sir!", Snehil responded.
"F**k! You all are caught!", my brain responded.
"Oh! You too?", sir was shocked, to see three of us, in the same loo, as Soumya came out oo.
"Something bad is going to happen!"
"Four of you in the same loo. What were doing in the same loo!", sir asked, as he saw Ankit coming out too.
"Nothing sir...... Its not what you are thinking! We are straight....... And this is legal now.... Our government has passed the law!", Ankit responded.
"What the f**k, is he telling! Is he out of his senses!"
"Sir, actually we are bunking our English class!", Snehil confessed.
"Okay!...... But don't do this again!", sir chuckled, staring at Ankit, somewhat giving him the answer to his statement, as he went out of the toilet.
"Yeah sir!........... Bye sir! Thank you sir!", Ankit greeted back.
"Are you nuts? Who told you to joke with him?", I bursted out.
"He is friendly teacher..... He won't flush his incident to anyone!", Ankit explained for his joking.
"F**k off! I'm not going to bunk any more classes, it takes high nerves!", Soumya confessed, as we all bursted out in laughter.

Reviews

[Tavionna]

The cursing in the story made me laugh very hard. I really thought the group was going to be caught from ditching. If i ever diched class my parents eould kill me for it. =)

[Mayur Sadhu]

Ops.... But ditching a class had its own fun. :P

[Dayran]

Quite a nation of Bunk that may be reliant on the English character of language to assign the responsibility for bunking class.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very entertaining story. I like the way you set-up the situation and the surprise ending. I like the language used in the story. I like to hear real English spoken. Thank you for sharing the excellent story.
Coyote

[Mayur Sadhu]

Thank You...... :)