Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice
Summary: A life living under rules and attention 24/7 how does it make you feel? Make's you want to rebel doesn't it? Mikan is an example of this feeling and it starts once she meets a delinquent boy who influences her to rebel. A bit of OOC
A/N: Hey! Second story for Gakuen Alice I hope you like it. Mikan and Natsume are sort of OOC but I'll try my best to keep them in characters.
You Set Me Free
Chapter 1: The Beginning
I wake up early that morning. Getting ready, making sure I won't be late for school. I slip on my school uniform and fix my hair making sure that not one strand of hair is misplaced, or my grandmother would call me untidy.
As a young girl, I was told to grow up to be a respectable lady. So here I am, being an obedient daughter and following the rules I'm given. I live with my parents and my grandmother.But most of the time, I get my orders from my grandmother. She is the devil! ...excuse my language, I meant to say...she's a very troubled lady. Most often, I'm used to following rules and living up to my expectations, but now! Now I'm just sick of it! I hate being bossed around and I want to be able to do what I want to do! Well I can't really blame myself I'm a 16 year old girl for crying out loud! I have 2 more years before I turn 18 and believe me, I've wasted most of my youth, so I better enjoy it now. But unfortunately, if I was caught being rebellious, my grandmother would pretty much disown me. My parents actually try to talk to my grandmother to cut me some slack, but sadly it doesn't work.
Currently, I was trying to finish my breakfast. Back straight while sitting on the chair and head high showing my confidence. To be honest, I really had no confidence most of the time I just put on a fake smile when I talk to my grandmother's friends. Man, but I really do envy those normal high school girls who get to slouch while eating and can eat a normal breakfast. Every single morning I'm given some kind of French cuisine to eat. Even if I'm given food where I can use my hands I must still use a fork. Manners...my worst enemy!
My eyes follow my grandmother as she enters the room with her elegant walk. I watch as she waits for the butler to help her get into her seat. She then nods her head to the following food she wants to eat. It disgusts me. It's not that I hate my grandmother but it's more like I hate the way she prefers how to live. She places her napkin onto her lap and began to eat her five star breakfast dish.
"Dear, how are your studies?" she asks looking directly at me while cutting her piece of meat.
"Perfectly fine, thank you for asking" I reply.
She smiles at me.
"You have grown to be a beautiful lady" she compliments.
"Thank you grandmother, I wouldn't be like this if it weren't for you" I reply. Hehe I wonder if she noticed my secret meaning to that, hope not.
"You should be getting ready to leave now; it's rude to be late"
Geez, if I leave now I'll be 30 minutes early!
"Yes grandmother" but I still obeyed.
"Michael, prepare the car for dear Mikan" she ordered not even giving him a glance.
"Yes ma'am" he obeyed.
I slowly stood up from my seat and bowed.
"I'll be leaving now" I said before leaving the room.
"Take care dear"
In the car I look out through the window watching the regular students walking with their friends to school. I really do envy them. I found it surprising how people say they envy me when really, this life is horrible. There was no freedom unlike their own, they were welcome to do anything they wanted. I continue to watch as they laugh and have fun with one another. While I was in my car heading to the most prestigious school which my father owned. It made things even more difficult to live. Being the daughter of the head chairman, I was always given unneeded attention. Stares always following me. I didn't even have true friends because most of the time I was always used for my fame and popularity. I only had 1 friend I could rely on and that was Hotaru Imai. She is the daughter of the head who owns the world wide Toy Company. As our car enters through the gates of Alice Academy, I try my best to ignore the stares. Once I step out it was like I was a princess or something, surprisingly I wasn't enjoying it.
"Miss.Sakura" everybody chorus and bow down.
I smile and ask them to politely stand up. Thank goodness they listen. This is what I go through every single day. Ever since the start of my high school years and to now. I look around hoping to find Hotaru standing somewhere. And yes there she was, she was standing by the cherry blossoms staring towards me with that emotionless expression but, I found it cute. I run towards her to give her a hug but, as usual I was always pushed away by Hotaru's famous inventions.
"Hotaru! Good morning!" I greeted
Around Hotaru I always lost my perfect obedient personality. When i'm around Hotaru, I'm able to feel more relaxed, and always able to lower my guard because I trust her. Hotaru have been my best friend ever since we were babies. We grew up together, entering the same schools from day care to high school. Her parents and mine have been friends since high school. Since then me and Hotaru were always stuck together like glue. Even though Hotaru and I have completely opposite personalities we get along perfectly.
"Have you gotten prepared for the masquerade ball this weekend?" she asked with her mono-tone voice.
"Almost! I'm going to get my dress fitted today, you're coming aren't you?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Great! Well let's head to class" I said grabbing her hand and began to drag her.
Alice Academy is a big campus. It was like another place beyond those big gates. Nobody that was not a student was allowed in; therefore, a lot of people have always tried to get in. But recently the security had become stricter.
Hotaru and I have all the same classes except one. She had taken business while I had taken music. I had taken business in the first semester, it was really boring. Mostly because most of the time the teacher always asked me to talk to the students about my experiences with business. Currently my grandmother is training me, making me talk to business men and sometimes my father makes me work in his office. My mother sometimes makes me help her out with her work as well. My mother created her own business, a fashion industry and is currently spreading throughout Europe and Japan.
During class, I began to think about the possible outcome of going to the ball. There were many, meeting new foreign business men or meeting the eldest sons from other rich families. It was the same thing every ball. I would be introduced to my grandmother's friends and they would always have a son who I must make friends with, so then our connections would become greater. My grandmother tells me that the more people we know the easier to succeed in getting what you want, mostly because you would have everything you need in your phonebook. Talk about using people.
School finished pretty quickly, in my opinion. It was probably because we didn't do much work in class. I met up with Hotaru in front of the entrance and both of us hopped into my car. We began heading to one of my mom's stores. Along the way, I was told by my driver that we needed to change routes because there was supposedly a car accident up ahead. As we passed by the incident I saw a glimpse of a boy on his motorcycle...
Hi! This is the first chapter of You Set Me Free
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