Bobby was wearing her usual home attire. Sweat pants at shirt na halos wala nang kulay. Hair on a messy bun at glasses na kung ituring ng mga mapanghusgang tao sa school eh, larger than her life.
"Well, first and foremost, you look disgusting," simula nito, with her face scrunched up with too much disgust.
"Second, you smell disgusting." Patuloy nitong inipit pa ang ilong sa pagitan ng mga daliri nito.
"Third, you sound disgusting." Sabi nito and turned into the melodramatic ending. "So overall, you are disgusting." And motioned her hand towards Bobby.
Bobby looked at her blankly. Kung may natutunan man siya sa halos three months stay niya doon, yun ay ang huwag ipakita ang anumang nararamdaman niya. Pain. Happiness. Lahat. She kept it to herself. It's better that way, they wouldn't know what buttons to press.
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