Boys are just toys and I am born to play with them...
Niloko ako. Niloko ko din.
Pinaglaruan ako. Pinaglaruan ko din.
Di ako minahal. Di ko din minahal.
Iniyakan ako. Hindi ako umiyak.
That's my life. Walang commitment sa buhay. Ayaw ko kasing matulad sa ibang babae na lalandi landi pero sa huli, iiyak iyak. Bakit? Kasi iniwan sila ng lalake, kasi niloko sila, kasi nagbigay ng promise, di naman tinupad. Kaya naman, to make stories different Ako yung magpapaiyak. Ako yung maglalaro. Ako yung manloloko. Ako yung magpapaasa. Ako yung hindi magseseryoso ng relasyon. Kukunin ko lang yung gusto then break-up. Oh diba? Walang mawawala sa'kin, at lalong hindi ako yung iiyak.
Bitter na ko kung bitter. Pero I'm just paying back the favor. Sa lahat ng nabasa kong story, babae lagi ang sawi sa story. Masama bang hindi tumulad sa mga story na yun? Hindi naman diba? Kaya nga, I will represent a new version of women na marunong lumaban, na hindi basta iiyak sa isang lalaki, na hindi magmamahal.
And last thing;
LOVE is not in my vocabulary.
Mars Ochoco wishes for nothing but to have her treasured first kiss with her crush, Ezekiel Bautista. Just as she thought her chance finally came, her first kiss was snatched by some random classmate of hers. Can that kiss be voided? Can she confidently say she's just practicing her first real kiss?
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When ditzy Mars Ochoco got herself rejected by her long-time crush, Ezekiel Bautista, fate brought her heartbroken self to her dashing but arrogant classmate, Mark Villareal. He offers Mars an unconventional deal that she can't seem to refuse: teaching her how to kiss to help her win her crush back. But can Mars really trust a deal where she has nothing to lose but everything to gain?
Disclaimer: This story is in Taglish.
Cover Design by Rayne Mariano