Love me and Im all yours

Chapter 3

He pulled the chair for me as I sat down, but he's still not sitting. We are here now in the classroom after I walkout. Grandpa really do what he wants. Maybe I inherrit that from him, but I never win againts him! And I hate it! He do what he said!

"Mr. DelaVega, is there any problem?" Our teacher said

"Ahh... None... Please continue..." Then he gave again his famous brilliant smile.

"kyahh..."

-,- boys...

I noticed that our teacher blushed. What?! She already have a husband! Flirt, pshh. I crossed my arms above my chest and look away.

I heard him talk to my seat mate.

"Uhmm excuse me... Can I have your chair. I just wanna be near my queen."

I heard some gasp from the students. What? I told him to call me His Queen. It was a joke, but I dont know that he'll mean it. Stupid asshole... Psshh...

"U-uhmm... Sige..." She said

"Thanks." I heard he said "ah! Let me help you with that. San ka ba nakaupo?"

"D-don lang..." Psshhh... I think this girl was head over heels with this stupid asshole now.

"Another prospect..." I murmur

I heard some giggle at my back. "Indenial bitch..."

"Shut up, Tiff. It doesnt help at all."

"Okay~" She sang

I rolled my eyes heavenly. I know what her malecious mind thinks and even though she was in my back. I know she's still wearing those malecious grin of hers.

I feel him sat beside me. Then the teacher starts her lesson.

"Submation of X plus 1 blah blah blah mean chuchuchu lalala~ mode echos echos"

Oh how I hate Statistics! Nakakainis naman! Hindi naman tatanungin ng mga costumers kubg ano ang mean median at mode pag bibili sila ng damit eh! Tss bakit may statistics pa? ...I remembered my days on fourth year highschool. On the first to second quarter, I was the consistent Top 1 in math subject but when the Statistics came and those trigo chuchu. I was remove from the list of Top 10. Great right? Just great. Algebra is a lot easier than that fucking Statistics.

While I was complaining in my mind, I saw him on my peripheral vission staring at me.

"I know that Im beautiful, but dont stare too much. Its creepy." I said confidently

He just chuckled and spoke "You look annoyed"

"I hate Statistics! It drains my brain!" I complain

"I can see it clear on your face..."

I look at him with an annoyed expression.

"You know what? You're not helping... Cant you see Im dying here only because of that fuckin' Statistics?!"

"Manners Ms. Wells..." He said in a serious tone.

"Ewan ko sayo, hmp!" Then I lean on my desk.

I use my arm as a pillow while looking at him.

I help myself but to stare.

His hair was color black with matching an excellent hairstlye. It suits to him as a butler. He looks so descent. From here I wanna touch his hair just to proove how soft it is just by looking on it.