Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

Shreya sat there in front of the mirror all dolled up. Bhagya had been at it for at least an hour. And for the life of it, Shreya did not understand what she was up to. Right then her phone rang.

"Hey Shreya, have you started?" Charan's voice came from the other end.

Shreya immediately scrambled from the place taking her purse and got out of the room.

"Yes.. yes… I am out of my house now." Shreya said on the phone balancing it between her shoulders and her ear while simultaneously pulling on her boots.

"Hey… take your time. I was just checking." Charan said just then he heard something crash on the other side of the phone. "Hey, are you okay??"

"Yea… yea… I just dropped my purse. I will be there in half an hour." Shreya said and cut the call.

She then turned around and blew a kiss to Bhagya and Anand and scurried away.

"Don't drive like a maniac. You still have a lot of time." Bhagya called out from behind her but then Shreya was already far off.

Shreya got into the car and pressed on the accelerator all the way down. She pulled her legs away only when she reached Charan's parents' place. But she did not get down just yet.

She sat there and took deep breaths trying to calm herself down. But it was not really helping when all sorts of crazy thoughts bombarded her. So she just sat there staring at nowhere with a blank expression on her face.

That was how Charan found her. He approached the car and tapped on her windows when he saw that she wasn't getting down.

Shreya came back to her senses when Charan knocked on her windows. She looked up and was met with a warm smile and a charming face of Charan waving at her to get down.

Shreya reached for her doors with her shaky hands and got out. It took her a minute to steadily stand on her own two feet.

"Woah… Woah… Woah… you okay there?" Charan asked putting his arms around her waist to steady her.

Shreya took a deep breath and slowly let out before properly looking at Charan.

"Yea… I'm fine." She, at last, said looked at Charan and gave him a very constipated smile.

That is when Charan actually looked at her and instantly his jaws dropped.

She looked breathtaking actually. He had never seen her out of jean and tee. Maybe that why she looked almost mesmerizing to him at that moment.

She wore a red color full-length skirt that flared out wide on both sides with a golden border. And her sleeveless blouse was beautifully embroidered in gold that brought it to a whole new level. Her shoulder-length hair was left loose with soft curls while her jewelry was classy but simple.

Charan gave her a once over and couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Shreya cleared her throat and asked nervously, "Does it look weird on me??"

Charan came out of his trance and took a second to comprehend what she was asking. But when he did, he shook his head and said closing his mouth shut at last, "You look stunning."

"Are you sure?? I mean I haven't worn anything like this before… like ever. So I don't really know. And you said your mom liked traditional kinds of stuff... And so I asked my aunt for help. And she gave me this. And I wore it in hope that maybe if I dress up she will have a better impression of me. I don't know… I just thought it might help maybe…" She blabbered without taking a breath.

"Hey… Take a breath. You are going to be fine. They are going to love you. I promise."Charan interrupted her running his hands behind her back in hopes of calming her down.

Shreya rubbed her wet palms against each other nervously and said in a soft voice, "I just… I am just clueless as to how to act. I have never been in a situation like this before."

"Don't worry Shreya. Akira had already painted you as some princess straight out of her fairytales. So they already know you as good as Akira does. So you have nothing to worry about. Just be your normal self and you will be fine." Charan consoled her.

After a couple of minutes more of lecturing, Shreya got her act together. When they had just taken a few steps towards the house, the doors to the house flew open and Akira stumbled out of it on her small legs.

"Shreya…" She screamed as soon as her eyes met with Shreya's.

Shreya lifted her skirt and fastened her steps towards Akira.

"You actually wore boots to this dress??" Charan asked bewildered noticing her feet. When she stood, her feet were covered by the skirt so he did not see them before.

Shreya stopped at her track and looked at him blinking at lids rapidly.

"Why?? Is that wrong??" She asked looking between her dress and legs.

Charan just shook his heads at her obliviousness at some specific things.

"No no… It's not wrong. It's just slightly weird. Anyways come on in. My parents are waiting." Charan said and dragged both his own daughter and Shreya with him before they could say anything. That's when he actually noticed the sweat on Shreya's palms. He slightly squeezed them to show his support.

While on the other hand Akira let go of her dad's hand and went to Akira's side and looked her head to toe.

"You look beautiful Shreya." Akira complimented and took her other hands.

She did not know if it was Charan's large hands engulfing her firmly or the small hands of Akira barely covering half of her palm, Shreya was filled with warm. And in that warmth, she completely forgot her nervousness and a small smile spread through her lips.

She moved forward into Charan's home with the father-daughter duo guarding her on both sides.