I have no interest in going to school today because I'm still sleepy. I went to a party last night and arrived home drunk so I think I still have a hangover. But I immediately got up off my bed when I heard those laughs and moans coming from Dad and his bitch downstairs. I'd rather go to school even though I don’t want to than to stay here all day.

I rapidly took a bath and got dressed. I wore my black sleeveless crop top together with a black faded jeans. I'm a freshman so I'm not required to wear school uniforms yet.

I headed downstairs as soon as I finished my preparation. I caught them making out on the sofa. I rolled my eyes in disgust.

"What a shame," I mumbled.

They stopped what they were doing when they noticed me standing near them. Dad stood up and was about to apologize to me but I just walked straight and didn’t even take a glance at him. I hopped inside my car and drove towards my school.

I had the most perfect family. My Mom and Dad were happily in love with each other. No misunderstandings nor wars.

But everything changed because Mom caught my Dad cheating. That was 13 years ago, the start of my oh-so-called unlucky life.

She gave my father a second chance, but he cheated again. Not just once, twice, or thrice. He cheated so many times.

Mom left us – she left me. I begged her to take me because I wanted to be with her but she didn't listen to me.

For pete's sake, I was just 5 years old back then! A 5-year-old girl that needs a complete family and a mother that will heal me whenever I'm sick, that will prepare my food whenever I'm about to go to school, that will take good care of me like what other mom's do.

I don't just hate Dad, I also hate Mom.

At a young age, I learned how to party and drink. I also got a boyfriend at that time. I thought he's different from my Dad and the other guys but he just turned out to be one of them.

No one was there for me. I don't have friends to lean on nor a mother. I just took those pains by myself. I gave my trust and love for someone, but I received pain in return. That's why my impression on them changed. Because boys are boys.

Since that day, I promised to myself not to trust again, to anyone, anymore. I promised not to let anyone have a chance to hurt me again. Because the feeling sucks.

When I arrived at the school, I saw a lot of students passing by. East Wood Academy is one of the biggest and expensive Universities in the country.

I looked around. I can't escape from their eyes – mostly, in the eyes of the guys. Then look at me, jerks. You'll get to see my gorgeous face only for this school year.

After this year, I'll transfer to another school again. I'm already used to it. I know it won't take any longer as I will be kicked out from this Academy.

My school record last time was horrible. 3 detentions, 2 weeks absent, 10 lates and 8 suspensions for being the troublemaker.

I'm not ashamed though. This is me. And it's not my thing to start a war. I'm just defending myself from those war freaks. But at the end, all the blame is still on me. They always see me as a trouble, a pain in the ass, so they never believed me. But sad to say, I don't effin' care.

I am now in my 1st year as a College student, taking up Accountancy Business and Management. I sat down at the last seat as the professor commanded – it's beside the window. He introduced himself to each of us and announced something that I didn't listen to. He's completely boring.

"See you tomorrow, class. Dismiss." Professor bid goodbye.

I took my bag and left the room. I don't want to go home this early. I'm sure Dad and his bitch aren't done fucking yet. I don't want to see the faces of those bitches.

I reached for my phone and browsed online. I'll just waste my time here instead.

After a few minutes of scrolling, my eyebrow arched when a message suddenly pop-up on my screen. I rolled my eyes as I saw that it was from Dad telling me to come home early because my brother is already waiting at the airport so I had no choice but to leave. I was about to go outside the Academy when somebody bumped me.

"Are you fucking blind?!"

I stopped for a moment. A bitch too, huh? I just threw a glance on her and was about to ignore her but she forcibly pulled my wrist.

"Don't you dare turn your back at me while I'm talking to you!" she angrily added.

"Don't.Touch.Me." I glared at her as I strongly pulled back my wrist from her hand. Because of that, she stepped back a little.

"You're just a transferee, aren't you?" She laughed sarcastically. "I can say you are yet you act like you're a queen here, huh? You're so rude, do you know that?"

"Are you done talking?" I asked boringly that made her stop. "Now, if you don't mind, I have a lot more important things to do than to listen to your nonsense shits."

"What the?! Don't you know me, huh!?" She almost burst in anger. I want to laugh out loud. Seeing her with this kind of reaction makes me want to annoy her even more.

"I don't."

"I am the–"

"And I don't care who the hell you are." I stared at her from head to toe. "Look, if you're expecting me to bow down and apologize to you then I must say, stop expecting because I might disappoint you. There's no way I'll do that. Not on you, not on anyone," I seriously added. "Besides, it's our fault why we bumped into each other, right? That's because we're not both looking. So I guess I'll just call it quits." Then I walked out.

That pathetic bitch is just a waste of time. She's not even worth it to fight with.

I went to the parking lot to find where my car is. Then I drove back to the house. I rolled my eyes as I saw Dad from afar. God! I hate him so much that even his presence and his face irritate me easily.

"Let's go?" he approached me as I got off of my car. I directly went inside his car, not even saying a word.

It took one and a half hours of driving before we arrived at the airport. My eyes immediately saw my older brother waiting there with his bored look.

"Lexus!" Dad shouted so that my brother would notice us. He smiled and waved as he saw us. Dad and him talked for a while before Dad took his baggage and stuff.

"How are you?" My brother asked me. I just rolled my eyes. "Still the hot-headed Anika, huh?"

I rolled my eyes once again when he called me by my second name. He's the only one who calls me that even though he knew that I never liked being called Anika.

He lived abroad for three years. He graduated College there and he's 5 years older than me. So now that he's done in College, he's obliged to manage our business here in the country.

I hissed when he pushed me to get inside the car. I faced him irritatedly.

"I missed you too, lil sis." He smiled at me, not paying attention to what I complained.

I ignored them and slept the whole time of the trip. When we arrived home, I immediately headed to my room and took a half bath. After that, I sat on my bed while drying my hair. I felt exhausted.

I gazed at the door when someone suddenly knocked. It was my brother.

"What do you need?"

"Don't you miss me?" He acted like he's disappointed. "I think you don't want me here–"

"Cut the crap," I scornfully mumbled.

"I was just kidding you, come on! You're so serious!" He chuckled. "We haven't bonded yet. Do you want to go shopping? I'll buy everything you want."

"Yeah, maybe tomorrow. I'm sleepy already."

"It's too early to sleep!"

"There's no exact time to feel sleepy."

"Fine, but I'll take you to school tomorrow then I'll treat you to lunch, okay?"

"Okay." I just agreed before I lay down on the bed.

"I'm the one who's older than her but I'm the one who follows her orders," he whispered but I clearly heard it. "Goodnight, sis!"

I took a sigh as he left my room. I know he's already used to my bad attitude but maybe he didn't expect that I'd be this worse than before. But I don't care. It's either they accept me or not, I don't fucking care.

I'm not born in this damn world just to force everyone to like me. I don't care whatever they say or gossip behind my back. It's none of my business anymore. I'll just sit and look at them with sympathy. Because if they don't like me, then I don't like them either. Period.

I'm the strong and badass Lianne Anika Lim. That's who I am. The bad girl.