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Aila's True Love

"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend. "She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile. My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family. I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later. I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it? People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience; Puppy love First love Flings The one that got away True love Great love Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart? Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality... Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart? Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves? How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?

dobolyuw · Urbano
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188 Chs

I Am A Virgin

Aila could not help but whisper expletives on the attitude of this man in front of him when she's being nice. A sudden flashback of her high school life came to her; and realized that she was such an "arrogant jerk" as well. She was cold and distant, and never really cared about anyone else aside from herself.

She pursed her lips and let out a faint smile; thinking this arrogant jerk in front of him could be like her nonchalant on the outside but warm and caring on the inside. She decided not to hold the incident against Marcus anymore.

It was already time for lunch when their class ended. Aila was fixing her things when Tony approached her.

"Can we go to lunch together?"

Tony was serious this time; he really looked like he wanted to win over Aila.

"Tony, is this lunch between us, something romantic?"