A Set of Tears And Joy

Every Stare You Make (One-Shot)

Title: Every Stare you Make
Author: Roannies (At Wattpad)

A one shot story.

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I met this man when I was 15 years old if I'm not mistaken.

He's our family driver back then, I guess he's just 22 that time.

"Good morning señorita Florica" he greeted me every day and always open the car's door for me.

Since I was born with a silver spoon on my mouth, I just ignored him. I never threw a single glance at him.

I don't know, I was just annoyed by the way he stares at me.

"Florica, why didn'y you wait for your driver? My god! Nag-commute ka talaga?" My mom exaggerated when I stepped inside our living room.

I arched my brows when I heard his footsteps from behind.

Tss! Sumbungero.

"Madam, pasensya na po. Nalate lang po ako kanina kaya siguro nauna na dito si señorita" he said behind me using his baritone yet annoying voice.

My mom smiled at him.

"It's okay, Jeizer. You can go now" she dismissed.

After that, my mom threw me a deadly glare. I arched my brows.

"There's nothing wrong in commuting for public vehicles, mom!" I defended.

She just shrugged then walked out. Maybe she's tired of arguing with me or she's busy with our businesses.

Well, I am just their only daughter. That explains why I am spoiled, self-centered and pampered princess of our family.

"Hi! Flori--"

"It's Señorita or Miss," I corrected and cut him off.

Does he have the rights to call me by my name?

He's just our driver here.

"Ah! Okay, señorita heto na po ang meryenda niyo. Sana po mabusog kayo at hindi mabulunan!" He happily said with emphasis as if he's mocking me or what.

I gave him my murderous look.

"What did you say, huh? You're insulting me!" I snapped.

He was shocked with my words.

Maybe, he never expected that I will raise my voice on him. I don't care if he is older than me! All I want is to make him believe that I am his boss.

"Ma'am.." he uttered while staring at me for a long time.

I was taken aback by his words and stare.

The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine. He made my knees tremble effortlessly.

"G-galit ka? Namumula pisngi mo eh" He asked innocently.

I just heaved a sigh before walking out from him.

I was embarrased, of course!

Sino ba siya para iparamdam sa akin yun, ha?

Gosh.

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But, little did I know those annoyance and hate at him will cause something on me.

It was my 18th birthday, everything was grand and a dream come true.

I am wearing a baby pink ball gown and a silver stilletos. Everyone looked at me with admiration.

"Happy birthday, anak!" My dad greeted.