Worth the Trouble

chapter 7

"Hi, Bianca!" Bati ni Clark saka umupo sa tabi ko. I have this particular seat in every class and Clark would sit beside me every time. Well, except the classes we're not together.

Ngumiwi ako at isinubsob ang aking mukha sa desk.

"Can you at least pretend you don't hate me that much?" he chuckled. "What did I ever do to you?" he asked mostly to himself.

Hindi ko siya sinagot. I pretend as if I can't hear him. Sana pala dinala ko na lang ang earphones ko.

"Hey, did you drink again last night?" "You're wasted again last night, no? You look tired." "Hey, don't be shy. I can keep a secret."

I resisted the urge to answer him na hindi ako naglasing kagabi. Nag movie marathon kasi kami ni Cassy kaya past 2am na kami nakatulog.

There was a long pause. Napagod siguro kakatanong. I'm not really into conversing with him. Hindi ko siya gusto. I'm aware of how flirt he is. And I heard my classmates talking once about him sleeping around with almost half of the girl population in this school. Sabi din nila papalit palit siya ng babae na animo ay nagpapalit lang ng damit.

Bakit ba magugustuhan ng mga babae ang ganyang klasing tao? Sakit sa puso lang naman ang makukuha nila and of course, STD.

Narinig kong may suminghot sa buhok ko. Agad akong napaupo ng maayos at tiningnan siya ng masama.

"Did you just-"

"Babe, your hair smells so nice." His lips slowly curled in a smile. "I was dying to do that since day one."

I felt my cheeks flushed. "Bastos ka." My voice was low and firm. Instead of being nervous or sorry, he laughed.

"I know, baby. I really do."

I was about to throw my bag on his face but Ms.Samantra appeared in front of the classroom. I just realized the clasroom is now filled with students. I looked in front and saw Sandra, the girl with big curls, throwing daggers as she intently stare at me and Clark. Mukhang hindi naman napansin ng katabi ko.

The next days were the same. Same Clark bugging me, following me around. I don't know what he really wanted, but if it's sex? Dapat alam na niya na wala siyang mapapala.

"Hey, eat lunch with me."

"No, thanks."This is the 8th time he asked me for lunch. And yes, I keep count. I started walking but he grabbed my hand and pulled me, running.

"Clark, ano ba?" nitry kung hilahin ang kamay ko pero parang wala siyang planong bitawan ito. I started running, too. Afraid that I might fall face flat on the ground.

Tumigil lang siya sa pagtakbo nang nasa harap na kami ng food court. He was panting but I panted more. I felt like I was about to throw up. I am not a big fan of running, swear.

"What- the hell!" singhal ko.

He showed me his signature grin. " Kakain ka kasama ko o bubuhatin pa kita papasok?"

I sighed defeatedly. "Fine." Wala naman sigurong mawawala kung sasabay ako sa kanya. I know I can't win this arguement judging by how his voice sounds serious.

He smiled widely. As if he just won a lottery. "Good."

Hindi niya binitawan ang kamay ko hanggang sa nakapasok kami sa food court. I saw how almost every girl's head whipped at our direction. Some started talking but mostly gave me an unfriendly look.

Umupo ako at tiningala si Clark. "Thank you. Now they hate me."

"It's okay. As long as I like you." He winked at me and before I can say anything he turned his back at me and walked towards the counter.