His Slave

Chapter 1: The runaway nerd saved by Romeo?

It all started in a boring party

Sigh. It's me..sitting here in the corner drinking this alien drink . Such a lousy party. I wish I had stayed home reading some Novels while soaking my body in the tub. I crossed my arms and rest my back in the sofa.

"Hey" that's mom "Dre, what are you doing here. Why don't you join your pinsan?"

"Your mom's right. Go have fun for once.You're a full grown seventeen years old now. Have a social life for a change." And that's Dad

Here we go again. They always want me to bond with those jerks! Yes, my cousins are a whole bunch of teenage jerks who always want to have fun and waste money. Not reminding that i'm the underdog of us cousins. They don't even know the word cha-ching, peaceful and silence! And my great PARENTS wants me to be like them. That's why I don't want having anyone's around. All of them are so judgemental. I don't need them anyway . They really never get tired calling nerd, and stuff. What's wrong with me loving five inches of books?!

"Dad, If having a social life means drinking, wasting money, and sleeping with some stranger dude. I think i'll pass.." I rejected

I heard them chuckle "Oh honey.." Mom said and kiss me in the forehead

"But seriously Mom, Dad. I want to go home. I still have a date this party is so boring.." I complained.

"If you have a date with some fictional character in a book. It will be a no." Dad remarked

I shrugged "Neil Gaiman's not a fictional character. He's an author Dad! I have to finish reading his book now! I still have five books in my today's sched!" I said then pout.

"Enough with your books Andrea. I have someone to introduce to you hon. Come here hijo." Mom commanded. Then a guy pretty look like my age was coming toward us. And Dad gave him a pat in the shoulder

"Andrea this is Brandon. The son of the CEO of The Bencialla company. Brandon, this is my beautiful wife, Drew. And our wonderful daughter..Andrea" Dad said.

"Hello po" That Brandon said. He shot me a look and smile. I admit. He's a hottie, but not really my type. I crossed my arms and didn't bother to look at him.

"What a maginoo..Hi din hijo. Mana ka talaga sa Mom. " Mom muttered and smile "So I guess you'll accompany our daughter here."

"Sige po" Brandon said. Wait. They're going to leave me here?

"Mom!" I protested and she just winked at me leaving me stammered with this Brandon. Great. Now im stuck with this guy. He sat beside me. I moved a half meter away from him not giving any attention to his presence.

Silence..

"So.." Brandon utter. Geez, i'm not good in making conversations. I think he's getting bored now. Good for me. Cause I ain't going to entertain him. But I guess this is going to be a long night.

I was trying to avoid looking at him when my peripheral vision caught him staring at me.

"Is there's something in my face.." I whispered at him covering my face with my palm.

He chuckle makes me more curious "Haha, you're cute.." and there my cheeks starts heating up.

I lowered my head, hoping his not going to see my face burning up. His the first guy who'd told me that. Well except for Dad who always compliment me whenever I ended up in my room crying, because some idiots had bullied me. But, i knew Dad would say such pretty things to calm and comfort me. Anyway, I think this Brandom is a nice guy after all.