TITLE: My Private Tutor
AUTHOR: mana0819
CHAPTER: 1
PAIRING:
Angel/Spike
DISCLAIMER:
The characters from BTVS and ANGEL don’t belong to me.... They belong to Joss
Whedon, David Greenwalt, WB, Mutant Enemy, etc.
RATING: It’s
R... I think. I’m not good at rating. If you find it’s more than R, tell me.
SUMMARY:
Totally AU Spangel fic. Angelus O’Connor is a high school junior and a rich
bad-ass. He has troubles at school and is failing almost all of his classes.
William Edwards is a college sophomore and honor student. He is shy and
reserved. Angel is forced to have tutoring lessons and he is so reluctant about
it.... till he meets his new tutor!!
Special thanks
to JESS!!! You’ve given me so many great ideas!! Luv ya!!
R&R
MY
PRIVATE TUTOR
CHAPTER 1
“ANGELUS O’CONNOR!!!!
Report to my office right now!!!!”
The loud voice
reverberated thorough the whole
“Mr. Angelus?”
the teacher said in an unsure voice nervously not being able to act
comfortably.
No reply came
back to him. The student did not even flinch. He must have not heard the voice.
The teacher
inhaled again and said in a loud strong voice this time. “Mr. Angelus?”
The student
raised his head from the desk. He had a big frown on his face and glowered at
the teacher coldly and sharply. If looks could have killed, the teacher would
have been dead instantly.
“What??”
Angelus spat out at the teacher in irritation giving sharp glares around the
whole classroom.
Everyone
averted their eyes from the angry boy. It seemed that he was not quite fully
awake.
“Uh... Mr.
Fergus O’Connor would like to see you in his office immediately.” The teacher said
nervously. He felt sick from the tension the student was emitting.
“The old
man??” Angelus asked in a little surprise but still in a lot of annoyance.
‘What the hell does he want? Anyways, when did he come back to LA?’
“Yes. Your
father.” The teacher nodded hoping the student would leave the classroom soon
without causing any troubles.
Angelus stared
at the teacher for a brief moment and suddenly stood up. He strode off the room
without saying anything or glaring at anyone. The teacher and other students
gave sighs of relieves.
Angelus
opened the door to the academy director, Fergus O’Connor’s office. Once he was
inside, he walked inward and sat down in the sofa arrogantly with no
hesitation. He gave a glance at his father who looked really furious. The
furious looking man gave Angelus a snort in disapproval. Angelus kept staring
at him not caring the action which he just gave.
“What do you
want?” Angelus spat out since he wanted to quit this conversation and to get
out of the room as soon as possible.
“I want to
hear some explanations.” Mr. O’Connor said trying as hard as possible to keep
his temper calm. He was failing at the task miserably though.
Angelus
chuckled at this then said innocently, “about what?”
“About this
goddamn report card!!!” Mr. O’Connor shouted furiously throwing the report card
at his son’s face.
Angelus caught
it in front of his face only a couple of centimeters away not flinching a bit.
He eyed at the card uninterestedly. That was the worst report card he had ever
seen in even his whole stupid life. Well, he had failed all of his classes in
the first quarter! ‘No wander the old man’s giving all this shit.’
“Hey. Listen.
There’s been a lot going on around here.” Angelus said trying to reason his
failures in the classes.
“Oh. Such as?
I would be happy to hear the details.” Mr. O’Connor asked sarcastically,
knowing fairly well that his son did not have any explanations for not having
studied at all.
‘Shit. Make up
some stories! Think, think, think!!!’ Angelus told himself mentally but he
could not come up with any reasonable explanation which could convince his
father. ‘Damn. Damn. Damn.’
“Well. I’m
taking this that you do not have any explanation, then.” The school director
snorted lightly at his son.
Angelus glared
at his father coldly and kept silent.
“I reckon you
were just messing around with your friends at clubs or something again. Isn’t
that so?” Mr. O’Connor said loudly scowling at Angelus.
“Something
like that.” Angelus said lightly not caring if his father was angry or not. What
he wanted right now was to get out of the place and not to see his father till
he abruptly decided to show up before his son for some stupid reason next time.
“And look at
this attendance card!! You were absent from school more than two third of the
whole school days!!! Are you a damn fool??” Mr. O’Connor shouted so loudly that
his face was now really red in rage.
“Yeah. I
guess.” Angelus said teasingly, which made his father more furious. That was
quite fun, actually.
“Are you
insulting me? How dare you talk to your father like that??” Mr. O’Connor was
now beyond the rage.
“Nah. I just
wanna leave. That’s all. Can I go?” Angelus said lightly, glancing at his watch
which read
“NO!!! You’re
not to leave!!” Mr. O’Connor said commandingly.
“What? You
still have anything to talk??” Angelus asked eyeing at the school director in
annoyance.
“I think I
tried so hard to be patient with your attitude, but you went too far, boy. It’s
not strange at all even if you get expelled from the academy for this grade and
attendance!! But Principal Bailey kindly accepted my apologies!!” Mr. O’Connor
said loudly in rage.
Angelus kept
silent. ‘Bailey’s just an ass-kisser!’ the voice echoed in his mind.
“I can’t take
this any more. I talked about this situation with Principal Bailey and we both
agreed that you would need to have a private tutor in order to get credits for
the classes!!” Mr. O’Connor said commandingly.
“WHAT????”
Angelus shouted in disbelief. His eyes were as wide as saucers. He was opening
and closing his mouth like a fish. He tried to say something but his voice
seemed to have gone somewhere by shock. ‘This is not happening!! It must be not
real!!’
“You are having
a private tutor, boy!!” Mr. O’Connor repeated strongly.
“No. No. No.
No.” Angel spat repeatedly shaking his head in disapproval. “You gotta be
kidding me!! I’m not having a damn tutor!! Never!!!” Angelus exclaimed madly
standing up on his feet and straightly glaring at his father.
“Yes, you are!
Whatever you say, you’re going to study with a tutor!! I’m commanding you!!”
Mr. O’Connor shouted as loud as Angelus. He felt his blood boil in his vein.
“You think you
can command me?? I don’t give a shit what you say! You only come home a couple
of times a year and you telling me this shit?? Don’t think you can control my
life!!” Angelus yelled furiously at his selfish father. ‘How dare he tell me
what to do?? How dare he act like a great father?? He never was in my life when
I needed him. If he wants to do nothing with me, then he just should stay out
of my life!’
“I am your
father and I can command you! As long as you are living in my house! If you
don’t like it, you can get the hell out of my house any time you want. But
leave everything you bought with my money. Find a job and work!! You really
think you can live like that??” Mr. O’Connor said little calmly looking at his
son. He was sure that his son would never leave the house and the rich life
behind for some stupid reason. Angelus had grown up in a well-off family. He
was given everything he ever wanted in his life. How could he stop living like
that and start living like some commoner??
Angelus gave a
sharp long glower at his father. ‘Can I live like that? Working hard 5 days a
week and still not getting much money. Can I live in an apartment as small as a
doghouse? Can I really do that?’ Angelus thought a lot in his head. He couldn’t
answer yes to the question. He sighed and looked away from his father.
“Good. Son.
Well, your tutor will come over the house at 6 tonight, so be there. He’ll be
tutoring you 2 hours a day, every single day. He is one of the most honorable
students in the
“Whatever.”
Angelus muttered bluntly and left the room. Not before he kicked one of the
sofas with his whole strength. It crashed against the wall behind it with a
loud noise.
Angelus
walked down the hallway to the cafeteria in the middle of the whole senior high
school building. It seemed that the chime of the beginning of the lunch break
had rung already. The hallway was crowded with a lot of students who were
talking with their friends or hurrying to the cafeteria. But when they saw the
guy walking down angrily, they stepped aside to make the way for him. What they
wanted to avoid so badly was to be in fight or trouble with Angelus O’Connor,
the most feared guy in the whole academy including university because of
violent behavior and the power he had as the successor of the O’Connor Group
which was one of the most successful corporation in the nation. The
“Bad day?” the
guy asked to his angry looking best friend. He had seen him kicking a trash can
over and had worried about him.
“No, Doyle.
It’s the best day of my life.” Angelus said sarcastically and mockingly.
Doyle chuckled
at Angelus’ sarcasm and asked, “Does that have anything to do with the furious
shouting of your father?”
“Sure. Every
time I see him, he easily manages to drive me mad.” Angelus said in anger.
Now, they were
just outside the entrance of the cafeteria. There was a long line of students
who was waiting to but their lunch. Angelus and Doyle didn’t even give a glance
at them and just walked to the head of the line. Angelus ordered a sub, some
chips and a bottle of water. Doyle ordered pizza and a bottle of coke. A lunch
lady handed them trays which carried their foods. They grabbed 5 bucks from their
pockets and handed it to the cashier. They walked toward the table they always
sat in the back of the cafeteria. They took their seats.
“What did he
say this time?” Doyle asked grabbing the bottle of coke. He opened it and
sipped.
“He told me
some shit about my grade for the last quarter because, you know, I failed all
the classes. Then he went truly mad and told me that I was going to have a
private tutor!!” Angelus said angrily punching the table with his fist. He
needed some good fight to ease his anger.
“A tutor??”
Doyle yelled loudly in astonishment.
“What tutor??”
a voice asked behind them suddenly.
They looked
back and saw the rest of the gang standing there carrying their lunches. There
were 2 girls and a black guy. Both of the girls were beautiful but one was tall
and light, the other was shorter and dark. The three took their seats.
“So what were
you guys talking about? What’s with tutor?” Cordelia, the taller girl with long
dark hair asked looking at the two guys in wonder.
“We were
talking about Angel’s little conversation with his father, princess.” Doyle
answered sweetly. He and Cordelia had been going out with each other for about
a year. Doyle circled his arm around his girlfriend’s waist. “And Angel’s
having a private tutor!!” Doyle stated in a singing voice cheerfully.
“Tutor? You?
You guys are kidding, right?” the black well-built guy, Gunn, shouted in shock.
His eyes were opening as wide as possible.
“I wish I
were.” Angelus muttered sighing hugely.
“So, you are
seriously having a tutor?” Faith, the smaller girl with heavy black make ups
asked straightly looking at Angelus.
“Yea. A tutor
is coming over the house 2 hours a day, every single day.” Angelus said curtly.
He took a big bite of the sub.
“Oh my God!
You are going to study!! I’ve known you since we were little kids but I’ve
never seen you studying, Angel!! When I say ‘never’, it perfectly means
‘never’!!” Cordelia shouted disbelievingly that her best friend had accepted to
have a private tutor.
“I’ve never
seen any meaning to study since I was a little kid.” Angelus said sarcastically
giving a little snort.
“You were
never an adorable kid, then.” Cordelia said giving her best friend a big smile
sarcastically.
“I never even
wanted to be, Cordy.” Angelus said strongly glaring at her slightly.
“Guys. Stop
arguing like little kids.” Doyle said trying to ease the tension between his
best friend and girlfriend but both turned to glare at him sharply.
Gunn and Faith
chuckled at the sight lightly. Those three were united by bonds of friendships
and love. It seemed impossible for Gunn and Faith to join the bonds. It was
little sad but they were happy for their friends.
“I really
wanna know about the tutor who’s gonna teach you, Angel.” Faith said laughing
slightly and interrupting the little silence.
“I don’t know
much about him. The old man only told me he was one of the honor students of
the Hyperion Uni. I don’t even know his name.” Angelus said sighing
reluctantly. ‘The honor student means a nerd! I really don’t feel like having
lesson with some nerd!! He must be wearing clothes his mother has picked and
the thick spectacles. I really can’t believe I’m doing this.’
“When are you
meeting him??” Gunn asked taking a sip of his coke.
“Tonight. At
6.” Angelus said shrugging a little.
“You wanna do
something before that?” Doyle asked hopefully. He really loved hanging out with
his best friend. And he felt sad because Angelus wouldn’t be able to hang out
as much once he started the tutoring lessons.
“Nah.
Actually, I’m leaving after lunch and heading home to get some sleep for a
while. I didn’t get any rest last night.” Angelus said tiredly. He actually
wanted to go to sleep forever.
“You are not
sleeping at night again? You okay?” Cordelia asked with true concern.
“Yeah. I’m
fine. Just little insomnia as usual. Nothing biggie.” Angelus reassured his
friends. He had been suffering from slight insomnia for a couple of years now.
Sometimes he couldn’t sleep at all but it only happened about once a month. He
was already used to it.
“Oh. Take it easy,
man.” Doyle said reassuringly.
“Yea. Thanks.”
Angelus said lightly. “Well, I think I’ll get going, guys.” Angelus said
standing up and picked his car key out of his pocket.
“Okay. We’ll
talk to you later.” Doyle said nodding lightly at his best friend.
“Yea. Bye
guys.” Angelus said and left the cafeteria. He felt much better after talking
with his friends. He liked them a lot. They were the only ones he trusted and
liked.
Doyle,
Cordelia, Gunn and Faith waved their hands at the leaving guy. When he was out
of the room, they looked back at each another.
“Well, I’m
guessing the tutor guy will have lots of troubles teaching him.” Doyle said
chuckling slightly.
“Absolutely.
He is my best friend and all. But he just hates everyone who’s not....,
well, us.” Cordelia said matter-of-factly.
“Yea. I wonder
how long the tutor can keep up with him.” Gunn said with a snicker on his face.
“Probably a
month.” Faith stated shrugging a little. She thought she had a good guess. But
the others smirked at her hugely.
“Definitely
less than that, Faith. I’d say..... 2 weeks.” Gunn addressed quite confidently.
“It’s more
like a week.” Doyle remarked snickering believing he had the best answer.
“No. No.
Guys.” Cordelia stated cheerfully, really enjoying this guessing game. “Think
about it! It’s Angel that we are talking about. Angel and studying would never
mix well together. The tutor won't be able to put up with him more than 3
days!!”
Hey
guys, thank you for reading my new fan fic story!! Almost a week ago, I was
net-surfing and reading some ANGEL fan fictions. Then I thought that most of
the AU fics had older Angel and younger Spike. I just thought it’d be lots of
fun writing older Spike and younger Angel story!! YAY!! Did you guys like it??
I’ve got a couple of stories which are uncompleted but I’ll keep updating
all of them. So don’t worry!! The more reviews I get, the sooner I’ll update!!
So if you wanna keep reading the stories, REVIEW me!!!
Mana0819
Back to Fanfic Index Next Chapter