This Is Love Series: The 11th Commandment

Commandment 1

Irish's POV

I noticed that all guys here, especially girls, were staring at me as I walk my way on the pathway. No normal aside from the fact that I'm handsome, I'm a new student here.

Anyway, I'm Irish. I'm a butch but you will never notice because I look like a real man. Except from the reality that I have a vagina and I'm not in favor with that of 'change sex.'

I'm rich, but I chose to continue my studies here in public.

I still remember my beloved Dad when I said...

"Dad, I want to transfer in a public school."

His eyes grew wide and the spoon in his mouth fell on the table. Haha! He seems really shocked.

"WHAT?! Are you damn serious?!"

I pulled my sweetest smile.

"Of course, Dad."

"NO!"

"Well, I take that as a YES!"

"IT'S A NO!"

"IT'S A YES!"

"NO IRISH!"

"YES IRISH!"

"Arghhh!" He caught his forehead out of frustration and gave me a very problematic look.

"What did you eat? We're rich Irish! What comes into your mind that you want to transfer in a public school?!"

"Just my trip."

He ran his fingers on his face out of annoyance. So he really is that problematic? Jeez.

"Studying is not a trip, Irish. It's a serious matter!"

"Oh well, you always say that."

"Prin— Irish! Listen to me. I don't agree with your idea! Whether you like it or not, you'll stay in West Spring!"

"But Dad!"

"No buts! It's an order!"

"I HATE YOU! I'LL TELL MOM YOU'RE—-"

"FINE! Jeez Irish! That's blackmailing!"

I smirked full of sarcasm. "Gotcha!"

He stood and looked at me straight in the eyes.

"Tell me, son. Why suddenly you want to transfer in a public school?"

A tear fell on my cheek as I'm thinking the reason why. He wiped it.

"What's the problem?"

"Fatima broke up with me last night."

He kept silent and hugged me tight.

"You're handsome, son. I know you can find a better girl. She doesn't deserve you."

"Yeah, she fvcking left me just for her bvllshit dream to be an international model. Next week will be her hell flight to Germany for her stupid trainings."

"You cuss so much. For?"

"For two years."

"And how about you? You're also a model, right?"

"Yeah, Dad. But my career doesn't lie on that. I want to finish my course."

"I understand. So you want to transfer in a public school 'cause you don't want to see her face for the remaining days, don't you?"

I nodded. He really understands me. How cool is that?

"But why in public?"

"'Cause I want to experience a new life without her."

"That's why you dyed your hair."

I nodded again and looked at him with begging eyes.

"Okay."

"What? So you're agreeing now, Dad?"

"I want you to be happy. I hope you wouldn't regret that."

I hugged him before he enters his car.

"Have a nice first day, son! Take good care, okay?"

"Same here, Dad!"