Chapter 3 - Intro: Male Lead (Part 1)

Alec's P.O.V

*ding-dong* (A/N: I'm so sorry for my poor sound effects.)

"Attention passengers. We have arrived at our destination. Please seat comfortably on your respective seats and buckle up your seatbelts. In 15 mintues, we will be landing soon."

"I repeat, please seat on your respective seats and buckle up your seatbelts. We have arrived at our destination and will be landing soon. Thank you."

*dinga-ding-dong* (A/N: ...)

A deep frown etched its way across, my already gloomy face, when I heard that we'll be landing soon.

One thing that's sucks with life is, when you are suddenly sent to go to another country to study and try to live your life there.

I mean no offense, but I was perfectly fine back there at the States.

Although, it's kind of boring at times, but at least it's better than staying in another country, which is actually your birthplace, but you aren't really familiar with it.

I mean Philippines is really a great place, but I literally grew up in the States for like..my whole life.

Well, except when I was born there and lived there for two years. But how am I supposed to get used to everything when I'm only 2 years old?!

I've only been in the Philippines 5-8 times. And that was years ago. And to add to that, it was only for vacations.

I'm not really comfortable with staying at a new place so suddenly.

You know what sucks even more?

To make new friends and to try and fit in with others and get used to everything all over again. I mean, I usually don't really have a hard time with fitting in since I'm hot as the damn sun, but it's kind of a bummer to start everything again from the very beginning.

I know that I sound like a whooping girl, but you can't blame me! I'm not one of those people who likes to go with the flow. I'm more like a 'I like this thing or place so amma stick to it' kind of person.

Just add in a ton of hottness, sexiness, and perfection and that's me right there.

Aren't I perfect? Yeah yeah, you can drool all you want. No worries. Want me to wipe it for you?

That's expected of me since I'm just too awesome. Can't get enough of my ego?

Just find me a girl who can crack and literally burn it to ashes. That would be so damned hot wouldn't it?

I'm a narcissistic and egotistical jerk. I know that. And I pretty much admit it. Did you know? No? Well, there you know it.

Why do I keep asking you questions every single time at the end of a sentence?

I. Dont. Know.

Anyway, the point is, I'm handsome to the point of perfection. Period. Also, add in the extra bit of smartness and coolness too.

That's enough bragging. I peeked out the airplane window and looked out upon the scene, which might have been a painting.

You must admit that, that last sentence right there is beautiful right?

It was the scenery of the break of dawn and it's truly one of the most fascinating and beautiful thing that I had ever witnessed with my own eyes.

The frown that was plastered on my face earlier started to cease and my face lit up into a fascinated look.

The mixture of orange and red color sky. Along with some early birds flying across a brightly shining ball of fire (sun), that's currently rapidly rising behind two mountain tops, is truly a sight to see.

The sight brought a slight smile onto my face. Making a few people who are aboard gasp in

mesmerization.

What can I say? I really am hot. Even more so when the light from outside is currently illuminating my entire being. (Which obviously boosted my ego even more)

Why am I so damn perfect? I'm pretty sure that I'm even more beautiful than a girl. Even guys would drool over my existence.

I smirk at the thought.

Lowly humans.

Aaaanndd...my awesome time of the 'supposedly finished bragging' completely ended when a ramdom, obviously with a boob job fake girl, went up to the seat beside me and oh so shamelessly sat on it.

She has that fake of a creepy smile etched on her equally fake face while looking at me.

Tsk. Garbage.

I turned my head away and looked back out the window while ignoring her. She doesn't deserve my attention.

My gaze turned gloomy and piercingly cold when I felt a disgustingly soft object touch my arm.

May I mention that she's deliberately shoving and rubbing her fucking boobs on my arm?

"Hey handsome. What do you say about coming along with me, after we get down from this airplane?" I heard a sickeningly sweet voice say beside me. I could sense her, wiggling her bushy thick, charcoal black eyebrows.

Which may I point out, might have tiny lice lingering on them already?

The thought made me shiver in disgust.

Can I just say that even her voice sounds like it's a creaking, rusty old car breaks, that screeches so loud?

My ears are bleeding!

Why of all the things, did that freakin old man of mine, made me take the regular flight instead of the VIP one?! Huh?!

People started murmuring around as to which triggered my annoyance even more.

This is the very reason as to why I hate regular flights. People are noisy, and just can't do anything better with their lives, rather than listening to gossips everyday. Leeches, especially gold diggers, like this one, are totally top 2 on my hate list. I hate the very thought of girls throwing themselves to some random dude and flirt with them just to get money.

I turned my head towards her direction and looked at her coldly.

She paled and I saw a lingering fear in her eyes, but she quickly covered it with flirtatiousness and seductiveness.

*pukes blood*

Can't this girl get a hint?

"Hey listen here..." I looked at her with blank eyes, my right hand on my chin and a smirk on my face. That made her smile victoriously since I finally looked at her.

She's the dumbest person ever. I thought, mentally rolling my eyes.

She even had the audacity to rub her boobs on me HARDER.

Remind me to take a fuckin bath once we land, okay?

"Go and find someone else to rub and shove that fake ass boobs of yours onto. I'm not interested." She was slightly taken aback, but the smile on my face is still there.

"You see, I don't like girls who does not know the meaning of the words 'dignity' and 'gracefulness'. Unfortunately, you're one of those girls. Now go. You make me feel disgusted." I let out coldly. The smirk on my face earlier gone and my whole entire being, imitated a vicious and gloomy atmosphere.

May I point out that this is the longest 15 minutes of my life? When in the world will we finally land?!

Her face turned as white as a sheet and she gulped rather loudly.

Tsk. What is she? A pig? How can someone gulp that loud? Is she out of saliva to swallow, that she had to put all her energy to find something to gulp?

I tore my arm away from her body and glared at her coldy.

The fake boobs girl abruptly backed away and nodded her head until it almost fell off. She scattered away as quickly as she could, almost tripping on thin air.

Pathetic.

I looked around and the people who were murmuring earlier, started talking about how that fake girl, is such a bitch and that she deserves to be rejected.

Society nowadays. *shakes head*

Sighing, I looked back out the window and closed my eyes briefly half paying attention, as the next announcement came on.

I could feel the plane starting to go down and I let out a relieved sigh.

Fianlly! It's finally time! I've been waiting for ages!

When the plane finally landed. I unbuckled my seatbelt, stood up and took some of my stuffs with me, and then proceeded to the exit.

As I finally step a foot on the ground, I let out another sigh. Although, this one is filled with nervousness and excitement at the same time.

*Dub-dub..Dub-dub*

"It's time to start a new life. Goodluck to me."

I mumbled to myself.

With heart pounding inside my chest, I proceeded walking towards the exit and into the lobby of the airport.