My badboy's tutor

Chapter 1

VANIZA.POV

"Why don't you be like Vanice?"

"Are you really like that? Won't your behavior change? Why won't you imitate your sister? It's just that you won't come home here. You're a real spit fire!"

"Your sister is still good, just a little bit wrinkled, she's successful. What about you? What you did was trivial, and you didn't take your studies seriously!"

I just shook my head and laughed out loud. That's how they are, that's what they're good at. They are good at comparing me to my sister who is a little successful. Plus, he still has a career as an artist. While I? Just a lowly scumbag, Stupid and whatnot. None! I am not like my sister who is successful.

"Do you know, Vanissa? We're on the fence..."

"Yours." I cut off what mommy had to say. I know next. I will be imitated again by their so called perfect child.

"Are you insulting me, Vaniza?"

"No, I just added what you have to say, mom. By the way, I have a walk--"

"As time goes on, your head becomes even harder. Be like your sister, she doesn't have a headache!"

I was sitting on the sofa so I immediately stood up. "I already know that, mommy. I wish I could imitate my sister. Because she is kind, obedient and successful in her career." my language "Well, how can I imitate him? I'm not like him, mommy. And I'll never be like him." I said and immediately left him on the sofa.

But before I could leave, he said something else.

"You are absolutely worthless!" mommy said. I stopped walking for a moment, but I didn't look back at mommy.

I'm really like this, eh. They all think of me as worthless. Eh, why did I imitate my sister, I know they won't notice that either.

AS I said, I have a way. As usual, at the bar. I want to cool off. I want to forget for a moment the hurtful things they say. Sometimes, I want to give up. It's even better that I don't go home so I don't hear their hurtful words.

"Tequila." I ordered from a bartender. I am like this, and they will never be able to bring back what they know Vaniza Sarmiento.

I sat at an empty table. I didn't look around anymore, Because I know who I can see. Kyle Tuazon just looks ugly.

"Here's your order, ma'am." The bartender said. He put down the tray where my order was sitting.

Nice! I looked at the bartender's face. It's like suddenly I want to spray the contents of tequila on his face.

"Oh, why are you so surprised?" Kyle asked. Yes, he is. It seems that his day is not enough if I don't get pissed off.

Argh! I really hate him.

"Why are you here again?" I irritated him with a question.

When he had completely lowered the tray, he pointed to his uniform.

"Do you see this?" He said and grinned mischievously. "I am the new bartender here. If you want something, just order. I can also be your order-in." He said and winked. "You know, I taste better than the tequila you ordered." He said and turned his gaze to the tequila.

"Tss, I'm not interested in you being a bartender." I said and took the bottle of tequila and opened it.

"Oh? You asked why I'm here, didn't you?"

I stopped opening the tequila and gave him a bad look.

"Leave now! Get to work being a bartender! The way you look makes me cry." my language

He tortured me and took back the tequila.

"What the--"

"I'll just open it!" He said.

I don't really know what gender this man has. I'm really sad for him, Sometimes I think he is gay because of his tendency to struggle.

After he opened it, he immediately gave it to me. When I reached it, I immediately drank it and swallowed it. This is what I need right now, to get drunk to forget my problems for a while.

"So, what's your problem?" he asked. He is sitting right now, facing me.

"None of your business." my language "Wait, why are you still here? I thought you were the new bartender!" my language

It's the second bottle I drank, but I still don't feel like it's gone. It still didn't go away because I still feel the pain.

"Yeah, I am." He answered and drank the wine in his glass. "It's just a part time job. I'll just come here whenever I want." He said.

I laughed. "What are you? Special? Come in whenever you want? Tss, if I'm really the only manager in this bar, it's your first day, you're fired!" my language

"Tss, so..what's the problem?" He asked again.

"Problem? I have a lot of problems, huh." I'm laughing all the time.

"Is it still the same as before?"

I looked him in the eye. "Before?" I laughed at the question. Nothing! I just feel like laughing. I took a sip of wine and refilled my glass. "Uhmmm..." I nodded. "Maybe this is my destiny in our family. To be ridiculed. Why can't they see it when I do the right thing?" I took another sip of wine. "They will always notice what I did wrong."

"Tss. Don't dramatize me." He said.

I did look at him badly. "Hey! You asked a question, didn't you? I just answered you!" I hate the language.

"Answered? When? I didn't flirt with you, ah!" He said. "You, ah! You really feel it---ouch!" I sprinkled him with alcohol.

"To wake you up. You're already drunk, so whatever you're saying!" I got annoyed and stood up.

"Tss, hep! Hep! Where are you going?"

"Ma-Cr. Why, are you coming?"

"Can I?"

I didn't answer him and walked to cr. I was a little dizzy so I fell down from time to time. But I immediately stood up.

I am strong! I was able to handle mommy's hurtful words, That's it.

Vaniza

"Bullshit! Argh, he's a bullshit! A big bullshit! He's a garbage fly!" I almost shouted back to my room.

No matter what I tried to do with him, I couldn't even catch up.

After arriving in the room, I immediately got dressed. I'm still hungry for Kyle. being a tutor, and he added to his animality!

"Kyle, you probably know that you will be Vaniza's tutor?" I heard Daddy say.

"Yes, Uncle." Kyle said.

I struggled with the loss before standing next to dad.

"Vaniza, I change my mind. You can go to school, but if you do something outside of me, Kyle will tell me everything." Dad said that surprised me.

Okay, but will Kyle be the guard? No way! I don't want to!

"Dad, no! I don't want anyone to spy on me.."

"Will you, or will you go to jail?"

I just held my breath. dad knows that I don't want to be locked inside the house so he did this to me.

And if Kyle tries to report me on what to do, I'll really make him bald.

"What, you're still whining--"

"Okay fine, dad! You win, I can't do anything!" I shouted to him.

"Don't shout, Vaniza. We are not deaf." Dad said.

Kyle's simple grin caught my eye so I hit him with the pillow I was sitting on.

"Vaniza, what's wrong?"

"That man, dad, has been annoying me for a while now! He really won't take care of me--"

"You're acting like a kid, Vaniza. Don't be childish."

Why! And I was the childish one in this situation? Ha! Shocking.

"By the way, I have an urgent meeting. I can leave you now, son." Dad said and stood up. "Vaniza, behave."

"Dad, I'm no longer a kid. You don't have to tell me those kinds of words anymore. It's boring." I said and started marching up to the room.

The next day I woke up early and got ready. This is what I always do. As usual, they don't have mommy and sister. As well as Venice, our youngest sister. There is a party being held in the States so they will be there temporarily.

After arriving at the room, I immediately went straight to the library. There are no students in the classrooms yet because it is too early.

I also simply brought a can of coca-cola. The librarian is grumpy, and he doesn't want anyone to carry anything in here so the hiding is really thorough. As well as the place to sit.

This is what I always do in the morning. If not at the coffee shop then at the bar. And if I go to school, I go to the library.

I took the books from the bag and also the Coca-Cola. I was about to drink it but someone grabbed it from me.

My two eyebrows immediately met when they saw that Kyle was the one who did that.

"Give it to me, that." I said calmly as I pointed to the Coca-Cola. He pushed it away from me and sneered at me. He was sitting next to me with one of his hands resting on my back.

"No," he said childishly.

And the stupid one, not wearing a uniform. He was wearing a black jacket and also black jeans while having sout piercings. While I was wearing a white semi-off shoulder dress. It's our wash day every Monday so it's okay for us to shout like this.

"Kyle.." I said threateningly to him.

"Yes?"

"Give it to me, that."

He grinned and opened it and opened it.

"Hey, what the hell!" I screamed in a whisper. I don't want the librarian to hear me especially when I have Coca-Cola with me.

"You want this?" He asked after taking a sip.

I was very surprised by what he did.

"Kyle, can you. Just give me that." I said to him annoyed. I really want to hide it so the librarian can see it. I can even be killed by chance.

"I will. But, on one condition." He said with a smile.

"What again?"

"I want you to kiss me, right here, right now."

I immediately hit my forehead.

"Can you Kyle..arghh! That's yours!" I said annoyed and arranged my things in the bag.

This man only knows how to do great things! Does he have nothing else to do?

I was very annoyed when I left the library. I heard him calling me but I didn't listen. For what? To do it again? I'm really fed up with him annoying me every day.

After arriving at the classroom, I was a little relieved. Kyle and I are not classmates because he is section 1 and I am section D. Take note, lastly. Well, that's stupid, isn't it? So, what else to expect? Of course, at the very end.

There are also many students. But not much because it's only 7:25. The teacher came to our first period at 8:00. I just went down to the desk while waiting for a teacher to come in.

"Vaniza Sarmiento!" Scream of someone.

I immediately looked up. And I saw Sir Jeffrey already looking at me badly.

I first wiped the side of my mouth to see if there was saliva, then stood up.

"-yes, sir?" I ask here.

I could almost hear the giggles of my classmates.

"My god, Sarmiento!" Sir seemed depressed as he was slapped on the forehead. He's gay so he gets angry easily. It feels like there's a mattress and that's why it's like that.

"I-I'm sorry, Sir." I said bowing.

"Ki-a-aga are you sleeping? Didn't you sleep with you guys so you come in so sleepy? Your getting to my nerves, Sarmiento. Your brother Vanz should be nice and not have a headache, but you..god! No that my mattress can handle your size." See! Feeling that he has too much.

He likes his brother so he can talk like that. He almost said that Kuya was a full package, when he was still studying, he went to the guidance office almost every day.

"Sorry--"

"Stop that. You can go out now." He said calmly.

"S-sir? Are you going to expel me?"

"God, Sarmiento! You're really out of your mind. Were you drunk last night and still have a hangover?"

"N-no sir."

"Okay fine! Go to section 1. Bring all your things." He said frowning at me.

"W-why, Sir?" I want to ask.

"From now on, your classroom will be there. And finally, I won't be stressed by you anymore." He said and took some chalk from his desk and started writing on the board.

To be continue......