Chapter 2

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"Ughhh!! I want to sleep more...."

"AREN'T YOU GONNA WAKE UP!! SARA!!! WAKE UP!!"

"Huhhhh...... I guess I don't need an alarm clock."

Its a morning routine to hear mom trumpet to wake up my sis in working days. I really want to leave this house.

Wait! I can't stay up late I have private tutor. Aside from working in a floral shop. I have a part time job of tutoring elementary kids. Since I too am not good in studies I have difficulties in teaching middle and high school students.

"Gotto washed up.."

I have classes starting from 10 to 1.

I really want to graduate soon and got a decent job. At least to help my family.

I wore a normal long sleeve shirt and a tight jeans and wore a canvas shoes. I let my bangs fall naturally on my forehead.

Hmmm...... If I am a girl I would have treasure this look of mine.

I walked out of my room to see mom preparing breakfast and a sister wearing half of her uniform eating her breakfast.

"Where is dad?" I sat down on a chair and started eating.

"He came late yesterday fully drunk and now he has a headache." My mom sigh.

When did all this started?

Since my dad got out of his job due to his old age. But he had two children to raise and give education. The pressure that has on him make him a drunker. And now mom work in a hospital as a cleaner. It's hard for our family.

Sometimes I would understand his pain and the other times I loathe him.

"I am going.."

"Okay..."

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Ding~ dong~

"Ah! You have arrived. Come in. Brandon has woken up and is waiting for you in his study room."

I gave her a nod. She is the mother of the kid I am tutoring. She is a gentle and pretty lady of high status.

"Oh! Samuel.... You are here! Let's continue yesterday lesson. I am dying to know more about those numbers. It's so exciting."

He is a bright and genius kid. His family is a wealthy family.

"Okay! Let's start our lesson..." Whenever I teach I feel happy. And in the future my dream job is to be a teacher. I feel like an elementary school little girl.

The teaching session goes on for one and half hour. And now the time is 8am.

I guess I have a lot of time in hand before class.

"Ah! You have finished."

"Yes, Ma'm"

"Come here and have breakfast I especially made for you."

"It's okay... I already have at home."

"Just eat some... And go"

A deep husky voice of a guy, a voice that I envy.
I turned towards the voice and saw a tall build guy with sharp features. His hairs are blond and his eyes are blue that shines. And he wore a tight boxer and his above bare which shows his six packed abs.

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