Prologue

I had the most perfect family, I guess... My Mom and Dad were happily in love with each other. No misunderstandings, no wars. I can say it was totally PERFECT.

But that 'thought' changed. Because my parents changed. The perfect family I dreamed had gone, because my mom caught my dad cheating. That was 13 years ago, the start of my oh-so-called unlucky life.

My mom got hurt. Who wouldn't be? In the span of time they were together, she thought she's the only one, but she was wrong. Very wrong. Because my Dad still cheated. She gave my father a second chance. I thought the 'perfect family' I hoped will be back. But no... Dad cheated again. Not just once, or twice, or thrice. He cheated so many times.

Mom got hurt again. She gave up. They broke up. She left us, no, she left me. I'm begging her to take me because I want to come and 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 needed 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 a good care of me like what other mom's do.

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

After some unlucky things that happened to me, at a young age, I learned how to party. I learned how to drink. I also got a boyfriend that time. I trusted him because I thought he's different from the other guys but that 'thought' disappoint me again.

I saw him with another girl. They looked so fucking happy. I can see in both of their eyes how inlove they are to each other. And because I'm a bitch, I made a scene. I was like, the hell? Am I the villain of your fucking love story, jerks? I was so mad. So so mad. Everyday, I'm asking myself why all of this happened to me. I felt like I don't deserve to be happy at all.

Can't I be happy? Am I not allowed to feel happiness?

I cried. A lot. No one was there for me, no one comforted me. I don't have friends to cry on. I don't have a mother. I took all those pain by myself.

I already gave my trust and love for someone. But I just received pain in return.

That's why my impression on guys 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 to have a chance to hurt me again. I promised not to cry anymore. I promised not to be weak. I promised not to let anyone ruin me and destroy me. Because I'm now stronger than ever they thought I'd be.

Today's my birthday but I think it doesn't matter anymore. I didn't bother to celebrate it. With whom I'll be celebrating? With my Dad and his new girl? No fucking way.

I'm 18 years old now, but still I won't change. Never in my plan to change. I'm fine on what I am. The strong and badass Lianne Anika Lim. That's what I am. The bad girl.

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Chapter 1: First Day

Lianne's POV.

I have no interest to go to school today. I'm still sleepy. I went on a party last night, I went home drunk and I think I still have hangover. But I immediately get up of my bed when I heard those laughs and moans coming from Dad and his bitch downstairs. I rather go to school even though I really don't want to than to stay here and be with them all day.

I rapidly took a bath and get dressed. I wore my black sleeveless croptop together with my black faded jeans. I'm a freshmen so I won't get on trouble with what I'm wearing. I'm not yet required to wear school uniforms.

I went downstairs as soon as I finished all my preparation. I caught them making out on the sofa. I rolled my eyes in irritation and disgust.

"What a shame," I mumbled out of nowhere.

They stopped when they noticed me standing near them. Dad stood up quickly and about to apologize to me but I just walked straight and didn't bother to take a glance at him.

I get inside my car and drove to the East Wood Academy. When I arrived there, I went inside and saw a lot of students passing by.

Well, of course. What should I expect? East Wood Academy is one of the biggest and expensive Universities in the country.

I looked around. I cannot escape from their eyes, mostly, in the eyes of the guys here. Well, then look at me, jerks. You'll see my gorgeous face just this school year.

After this school year, I will 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 of being the 'troublemaker'.

Well, I'm not ashamed. This is me. And I don't start wars. I'm just defending myself from those warfreaks. 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 sadly, I don't fucking care.

When I heard the bell, I immediately searched on where my classroom is. 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 understand or should I say, I just didn't want to understand it. He's completely boring.

"See you tomorrow, class. Dismissed." Professor said.

I quickly get my bag and left the room. I stopped nearby the court. I don't want to go home this early. I'm pretty sure Dad and his bitch aren't done fucking yet. I don't want seeing the face of those bitches.

I took my phone and browsed online. I'll just waste my time here instead. After a few minutes of scrolling boringly, my eyebrow arched when a message suddenly pop-up on my screen. I rolled my eyes as I saw that it was from Dad.

+639*********

Come home early, please. Your brother is now waiting at the airport.

I have no choice so I just left the court. I was about to go outside the Academy when somebody bumped me.

"Are you fucking blind?!" she hissed in anger.

I smirked as I stopped. A bitch too, huh? I just looked at her and was about to ignore her but she forcedly 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 irritatedly said as I forcedly pulled back my wrist from her hand, she stepped back a little.

"I can't believe you! You're just a transferee, aren't you?"

"And so what if I am?"

She laughed sarcastically, "You're just a transferee but 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 stopped. "Now, if you don't mind, I have a lot of important things to do than to listen to your nonsense shits."

"What the--- Don't you know me, huh?" she almost burst in so much anger.

I want to laugh so loud. Seeing her with this kind of reaction, making me want to annoy her more.

"I don't,"

"For your information, I am the---" she didn't finished her word when I began to speak.

"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 say sorry to you then I must say, stop expecting because I might disappoint you. There's no fucking 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."

I didn't bother to wait for her to speak again. I immediately left her dumbfounded there. That pathetic bitch is just a waste of time. She's not even worth it.

I went to the parking lot to find my car. And when I already found it, I drove my car quickly back to the house. Good thing there's no traffic. I secretly rolled my eyes as I saw Dad. God! I hate him so much that even his presence and his face irritate me easily.

"Let's go?" he said as I got down from my car.

I directly went inside his car, not even saying a word. I didn't bother to argue with him. I don't want to talk to him.

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

"Lexus!" Dad shouted so that my brother will 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 little princess?" My brother asked, I just rolled my eyes. "Still the hot-headed Anika, huh?

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

He lived in abroad for, uh, how many years? I cannot even recall it. He graduated College there. He's 5 years older than me. And now that he's done in College, he's obliged to manage our business here in the country.

I badly want to slap him, though. I don't know and I don't understand how he can endured talking to the 'reason' why we grew up not having a mother beside us. Especially, me.

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

"I can do it. You don't need to push me," I irritatedly said.

"I missed you too, lil sis." he smiled at me, not paying attention on what I said.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

I ignored them and slept the whole time of trip. When we got home, I immediately went 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. I stood up and opened it. It was my brother.

"What do you need?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you miss me, sister?" he asked and made his face sad, "I think you don't want me here. You don't want to see me---"

"What's with that act, bro?" I scornfully asked, he chuckled.

"I was just kidding you, come on! You're so serious!" he laughed hardly then he hugged me, "We haven't bond yet. Do you want to go shopping? I'll buy everything you want."

"Yeah," I nodded. "Maybe tomorrow. I'm sleepy already."

"It's too early to sleep!" he strained.

"There's no perfect time to feel sleepy, bro."

"Fine." he gave up, "But I'll take you to school tomorrow then I'll treat you lunch, okay?"

"Okay," I agreed before I lie down the bed.

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

Then he left my room. I took a deep breath. 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 stare at them with sympathy. Because if they don't like me, then I don't like them, too. Period.