Luck And You (COMPLETED)

5

L walked home that day with a pained… err… lower organ. He was holding onto it on his way home. Even when he was driving.

“Damn. She’s a bitch.” He mumbled as he entered their house.

There he saw his mom smiling widely as she was watching the television.

L rolled his eyes, not wanting to see his mom at the moment because she was the person behind all these tutoring stuffs and not only that! She was the one who drew Patrice’s name on the raffle making her his tutor.

L was about to go to his room upstairs if not for his mom calling him.

“You’ve arrived, Son.” She said as a teasing smile was shown on her lips.

L knew what his mom was telling him and just shrugged her off and went upstairs, to his room.

He threw himself into his bed and raked his fingers through his hair in a frustrated manner.

“AAAAAAH!” He yelled, not minding if someone hears him. Damn he is pissed.

He has accepted the fact that he will soon have a tutor, and he has a plan to be rude to her but nah, this Patrice Kwon was unexpected. She was someone that L least expected for that position. He hated her at first sight and it is obvious that she hates him as well.

“What is that girl going to tutor me anyway? Is she even qualified for that job?” He asked in disbelief as he rolled on the other side of the bed.

Then he remembered what she did to him just a few moments ago. His blood rushed to his head due to anger.

He wasn’t expecting her to be someone who would fight back. Yes, he didn’t expect his tutor to be like that. But nah, his tutor is a tigress. A god-damn freaking untamed tigress.

He hated how she had the guts to fight to the Almighty Lance Kim. That was unbelievable. No one, I repeat, NO ONE messes with Infinite’s L.

But this Patrice Kwon was tough. She was different from all the ladies who throw themselves to him telling him to own them. She was not intimidated by his looks unlike his fan girls, or any of the girls he would pass by.

He hated her guts. He hated everything about her. He hated Patrice Kwon so much. Err. No, he hates her.

For that, he will be harsher. Yes, if it means he is going to be a reincarnation of a devil, he will do it whole heartedly. That is how he hates Patrice Kwon.

*You’ll see, Patrice Kwon.* He thought as he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

Meanwhile, Patrice was sitting on her small couch that night while watching TV. Yes, after a long time, she finally had time to watch TV. She was suspended for a month, so I guess, she would be going to have a bonding time with her television every night for a month.

She is eating her favorite chips and gulping cola as she watched the news on TV.

“Infinite’s L, Korea’s most sought-after man in the campuses at the moment, had finally accepted the offer of the Nation’s leading magazine, Elle.”

Patrice kept watching and eating at the same time. She flinched at the name of the model. *L? Pfft. He can’t be the arrogant L guy…* She thought as she turned her eyes on the TV.

“He started his photo shoot three days ago as the cover of the said magazine.”

Then there was a footage of Infinite’s L having a photo shoot at a studio.

Patrice almost choked on her food as she looked at the TV screen showing that L, that same L, that Lance Kim guy that she is going to tutor.

“UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!” She scowled. “THAT BASTARD IS A MODEL?!” She scowled louder not minding if her neighbors hear her.

Patrice’s mouth flung open and she found it hard to close due to extreme shock. She looked at the handsome guy in the screen, the same guy that she had kicked a few moments ago in disbelief.

She shook her head and watched the face of the reporter show up again. Then that was the time she came back to her senses.

“Elle will be releasing the issue next month. And we are all expecting that the issue will receive a huge attention by Infinite L’s fans. That’s all for the showbiz news. This is Lee Yura, reporting.”

Patrice flipped the channel. She switched to Nickelodeon and watched Spongebob Squarepants instead. She couldn’t take it in. She couldn’t take that she kicked a famous model on that… sensitive part.

That just means…

“I AM TOO AWESOME!!!!!” She screamed in victory. She was elated by the fact that she has defeated a certain High Profiled person – not to mention, she was going to tutor him as well.

But that doesn’t change the fact that she hates him to the bones. She hates him to moon and back. She will never see him as a cool person because to her, he is a bastard. A freaking hot bastard.

“I don’t care if you are hot, or if you are a model or the most sought – after male of the campuses, you are a bastard and that doesn’t change my hate for you, Lance Kim.” She muttered with pure anger.

She messed her hair as she remembered that L was the reason why she was suspended from her part time job. “I hate that Death Note Guy!!!!” She yelled in frustration.

“Lance, how do you see your tutor?” Dean asked him while they were having a cup of coffee in their favorite café.

L rolled his eyes and shook his head. “She is a b***h, dude.” He said nonchalantly as he sipped some of his latte.

Dean laughed at L’s reaction. “Why are you prejudging her?” He asked. “Making prejudice is not a good manner, L.” He said in a teasing tone.

L gave him a look. “I don’t care. She is a freaking bitch.” He insisted.

Dean smiled and nodded. “Yeah, a freaking hot and sexy bitch.” He said as he remembered Patrice dreamily.

L just shook his head on his best friend. He is really weird. He knows it. “Then you can have her.” He said coolly.

Dean’s eyes widened. “Seriously?!” He asked in excitement.

L nodded. “I don’t need a tutor anyways. I can always just ask Jillian to teach me.” He said as he smiled at the thought of his girlfriend.

Dean looked at him in disgust. He knows that smile. It means something different. “Eeww! What would she teach you? Teach you how to dougie? Oh no, L. She even has a weaker brain than you.” He spat.

L glared at Dean.

Dean just stared back. He was used to L’s glare. He has been experiencing that evil glare since they were kids. “What?” He asked unaffected by the intensity of L’s glare. “It’s not like you love her or something.” He added.

L just rolled his eyes. “She is still my girl.” He replied.

Dean shook his head and looked down. “His tutor is even way hotter than that bitch.” He mumbled making sure that L doesn’t hear him.

“So…” Helga looked at Patrice with interested eyes. “How do you find Lance Kim?” She asked leaning even closer to her friend.

Patrice looked at Helga with a disgusted face. “He’s a bastard.” She said as she looked down on her notes. They were in the library, studying for the upcoming exams.

Helga looked at Patrice. “Bastard? Rascal?” She asked.

Patrice nodded without looking. Her focus is on her notes.

Helga narrowed her eyes on Patrice. “Do you really hate him that much?” She asked Patrice.

Patrice looked at her and nodded enthusiastically, like hating someone is a good thing. “Yes. I hate him to the bones.” She replied as she turned to her notes again.

Helga wrinkled her nose. “Then how are you going to tutor him well?” She asked Patrice worriedly.

Patrice shrugged. “I don’t know.” She said as she looked up and looked at Helga. “But if I have to do it by force, then I would.” She replied with a serious tone.

Helga looked at her best friend who was showing her fiery eyes. She gulped like she was the one that Patrice would be putting force on.

*Better watch out, Lance Kim. Patrice Kwon has turned into a dragon.* She thought as she silently prayed for L.