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"Daze Alessaina, you're excused." My eyes shot up as I was reeled back to reality. I looked at my Trigonometry professor with confusion hanging in my features.
"I'm excused? Why? I mean, not that I don't want to be excused but why would you do that?" I questioned her and she gave me the Ms. Tapia stare.
"The guard phoned me, someone's looking for you outside. Says it's urgent." She replied and continued with the bloody discussion that almost made my brain bleed.
"Okay. Bless that person, whoever it is." I smirked as I slung my bag on my shoulders. I waved like a beauty queen before fully exiting the room. I can almost imagine my professor's scowling face. I sauntered towards the university lobby and found-Well, isn't it surprising?-my ever so sweet boyfriend.
"Hi. Guess you missed me that's why you went here, huh?" I gave him a wink and he just raised his eyebrow in a serious manner. "Where's your phone?" He inquired. I took my phone out of my pocket and waved it in front of his face.
"Did you let someone use it awhile ago? Or did you by any chance left it somewhere?" He was sitting calmly on the waiting bench and was looking like an all-serious guy.
"Uhm, no."
"No? Because someone sent me a message saying-"
"That you should make sundo at 4 pm? That was me, baby." His scowl deepened. "Really? Well, what a shocker. Wow, look at the time! I think it's time for me to go, I have more important matters to attend to." He said all too quickly before standing up.
Instead of getting pissed off with what he said, I grinned at him. His eyes narrowed as he glared at me, nostrils flaring while doing so. "Why are you grinning?"
"You thought I was in trouble didn't you? You thought my phone got stolen or something that's why you went here. To check on me. To personally check on me." His eyes narrowed even more. I smiled triumphantly after sensing that I hit a nerve. I was right and he was ashamed of the fact that I knew.
"So full of yourself, aren't you Daze? Pumunta ako dito kasi pinuntahan ko ang pinsan kong professor dito." He continued shooting me daggers but I ignored those hostile glares.
"Oh yeah? A cousin? What subject does he or she teach?" I taunted him and he seemed to panic. "Uhm, she teaches Algebra. Carlyne Villoso. That's her."
I raised my chin high up. "Carlyne? As far as I know, Carlyne works as a doctor in Toronto. Am I right?"
His eyes widened. "How do you know that?!" He chose to raise his voice in an attempt to mask his shyness.
"Research." I simply replied.
"You mean you stalked me?!" He grumbled. My, my. He's so peevish.
"I didn't personally stalk you. I hired a private investigator to gather all available information about you." I admitted before crossing my arms.
"You what?! You're sick!" He said. I just gave him an apathetic nod. "Yeah. I know right."
When I received my P.I.'s written report, I quickly scanned it. I literally know almost everything about him. A soldier can't go to war without a gun, right?
"You scare me." He said silently. He obviously doesn't mean that. Every guy is attracted to Daze Alessaina Monteverde. He can't possibly be an exception. Like duh, look at me. The word perfection was invented when I was born. And please, I am not just beautiful. I am way more than that. Being called beautiful is such an insult to me, because it's an understatement when it comes to defining the kind of face I possess.
"Baby, I'm hungry." I said to lessen his annoyance.
"Then eat, I'm leaving." He was about to turn his back on me when I pulled his arm. "What?!" He snapped.
"You really shouldn't turn your back on a goddess. I tend to get angry sometimes and I am capable of commiting crimes."
"Crimes like what? Murder? It's gonna take more than that to scare me, baby. You're too bratty and too girly to do such thing." He smirked.
I held his arm and snickered. "Murder? Who says anything about murder? What I'm planning to do to you is far more enjoyable than that." I winked at him again.
"Are you saying that you're planning to rape me?" He feigned shock. Seriously, I like it when someone rides my bawdy jokes.
"Ever the smart guy, huh Ian?" I continued with the raillery. On my peripheral vision, I saw the guard give us a disgusted look. I mentally guffawed.
"You know what, baby? Rape only occurs when the victim is unwilling. So, I don't think rape is the appropriate term to use." He teased back. I bit my lip and held onto him.
He stiffened for a moment, maybe by reflex. But eventually, his muscles relaxed again.
"You're right. I think we should use the term 'make love'." I batted my lashes repeatedly and his nearness makes my skin tingle.
"I completely-" He was saying something when the head guard approached us.
"Excuse me. Sa labas na lang ho kayo mag-usap ng ganyan. Hindi lahat ng tao gustong marinig ang pinag-uusapan niyo. Shame on you." I laughed aloud and when I looked at Ian, I saw him suppressing an overt smile.
I tugged at his arm and we headed towards the parking lot.
"Such naughtiness you possess, young lady." He commented. I shoulder bumped him for saying that. "Drop the young lady thing. You sound like a moribund father."
He smiled again. I can't really tell if this guy's pissed off or amused with my personality. Sometimes he laughs, and sometimes he gives me stares that could kill.
"Where's your car?" I asked. He pointed towards his parked Audi. We ambled closer to it and he leaned on the door side.
"I'm really hungry. Eat tayo, please." I pouted at him and he just brushed his palm on my face. I swatted his hand away.
"C'mon." He said as he hopped inside his car. He didn't even open the car door for me. Talk about extreme rudeness. I sat shotgun next to him and he was about to start the audi's engine when I hit his arm.
"What?" He eyed me. I crossed my arms. "You didn't open the car door for me." I said petulantly.
He palmed his face. "So? Big deal?"
"That's not how a gentleman should act. Now get out of the car and I will too. Let's redo it. This time you should open the door for me."
He looked at me in disbelief. "Are you serious?!"
"Uhuh." My brat hormones are raging again.
"Daze." He called using his warning tone.
"Don't Daze me. I said get out of the car and open the door for me. We are not going anywhere unless you do that."
He sighed. After a short while, he got out of the Audi and I followed him. He slammed the door close. Afterwards, he circled the car and did what I wanted him to do. I smiled.
I know, he's rankled right now. But one has gotta learn how to respect a girl. Especially when that girl is Daze Alessaina Hurdiss-Monteverde.
