Ms. NBSB meets Mr. NGSB

Chapter 8 : Something Odd, Something New

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Pure English ang kay Dan ( except yung sinasabi ng iba => ) Para mapractice lang kasi nagbabasa ako ng English wattpad book so it-try ko lang kung gagana. Pakisabi yung opinions, and if may wrong grammar, typos =)

Enjoy Reading :> :> :> :> :> Happy Valentine’s Day, sana kiligin kayo kahit 0.1 man lang HAHAHAHA

Chapter 9  – Something Odd, Something New

Daniel Lucas Smith POV

The thought that she was the new employee still haven’t sink in my mind yet. My dad blabbered stuff and yet I just sat there next to her, mind flying over something else. It wasn’t a big deal for me but I think she hates my guts. Maybe because of that so called “emergency” which she didn’t even let me explain. Well, I wouldn’t mind that. She is not that important at all.

“Daniel, nakikinig ka ba?” my dad asked, seems like he noticed that I was not paying attention at him the whole time he’s talking nonsense

“Of course, I am.” I confidently answered, cheeky grin spreads across my face

“English-english pa. Feeling asa America! Ang arte mo!” the girl beside me whispered

I’m not if it’s a whisper, because I heard it loud and clear. She’s so immature and I wonder why she’s popular everywhere. Tss…. They’re pathetic.

“I heard you, brat.” I shot her a deadly look but she grinned at me as if the look I gave her didn’t even made her feel chills.

“Weh? Talaga? Oh tapos?” she stuck her tongue out and made a silly face at me. I glared at her in return

“Stop the nonsense argument. By tomorrow, you will start teaching Erin. After school, andito siya. You know what to do and I trust you in this task. Is that clear?” my dad asked with full authority in his voice

“Yes dad. Thanks for trusting me in this task. I hope I can handle this nosy, noisy brat.” I whispered at the end

“Kung ganon, maaari ka ng umuwi Erin. Para makapagpahinga ka narin at marami ‘kang gagawin bukas.”

“Sige po sir. Thank you po ulit. Bukas nalang po ulit.” She smiled before leaving the room

We were left there with an awkward silence. I chose to broke the silence and thought of asking dad so that my curiosity while be answered.

“Dad, why did you hire her?”

“It’s a long story.” He shortly said as he continues to organize all the finished paper works compiled in his messy table

“I’m not asking for you to do a story telling. Just answer the question.”

He stopped cleaning his table and removed his eye glasses. He looked at me seriously as if I did something wrong. That gave me chills, brrr.

“Telling you the story will answer all your other questions.  But if you insist, first of all I didn’t hire her. Her parents forced me to let her work her.”

I thought for a second, why would her parents force her? I mean let her work? Dad continued explaining and my questions were answered.

“It was a punishment. She did some acts that made her dad give her a punishment. Working here would discipline her, for short.”