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"Please, Ian. Please." I pouted but he just showed me how immune he was to my puppy dog eyes. I angrily crossed my arms. He just pinched my cheek while his other hand was busy controling the steering wheel.
"Baby, please?" I pleaded some more but just like the last time I asked, he shook his head. I made annoyed sounds but he ignored me. Again. Take note of the word again. "Hindi ka magkacut ng klase, Daze. Seryosohin mo naman ang pag-aaral mo." He talks like Dad right now.
"But why do I need to study? It's not like I'm gonna experience poverty!" I reasoned. He shook his head disappointedly and turned the car left. "Daze, ang edukasyon ang isang bagay na hindi mananakaw sayo."
I rolled my eyes. Ian is sounding more and more like my parents each passing minute. I can't even believe that we're having this kind of conversation. A former suitor of mine once cut classes just so he could buy me the ice cream that I wanted. He's an honor student in the class but he did that just so he could please me. But my boyfriend, my very own boyfriend is prohibiting me from doing that! I just want to spend time with him today but he won't let me! My gosh!
"Baby, we're here." He said before unbuckling my seatbelt. I was still wearing a straight face when he opened the car door for me. I know I'm being a brat again, but it's just so inevitable. Me being the biggest spoiled brat ever is old news.
"Hey. Nagtatampo ka sakin." He muttered before handing me my bag. I harshly took it from him and gave him a raised eyebrow. He sighed before cupping my face. "Wag ng magalit. Hindi maganda ang pagsiskip ng klase. This is for your own good."
"I've skipped classes numerous times already." I admitted. He tsked before giving me a serious look. "I want you to change that. Promise me that you won't cut classes anymore." He coaxed but he only earned a cold look from me.
"You're trying to change me." I said coldly. His forehead knotted while trying to compose a reply. "I.. I'm not trying to change you. Well, I mean.." His voice drifted off. He looked at me in the eyes before heaving a sigh.
"I want you to change not because I want you to, but because you want to." He said softly which made my eyes narrow. I felt hurt and offended. I know that I'm not the kind of girl every man will fantasize to have as their girlfriend. I'm bratty, I know. And moody and spoiled. I'm not even smart. I was a no-good bitch. But hearing it from Ian's mouth? It sucks. Hearing that he wants me to change seriously sucks. It's like he's telling me that whatever I do, I can never be the perfect girlfriend. Of course I know that, but does he need to rub it in?
My voice got lost over the myriad of thoughts running in my head this very minute. And when I found it, all I managed to say was, "But I'm not gonna change. I don't think I'm even capable of doing that."
He looked disoriented. He must've seen the pain in my eyes. He was trying to come near me but I told him to stop. My heart was pounding louder and faster now. "Daze—" He called me using that troubled voice. I shook my head and smiled sarcastically.
