Having everything around, sometimes we run after nothing, not recognizing that we've got the most precious thing at the tip of our fingernails.
I'm NOT Rejected!
"Mikan-chan… stop crying… It's all over now…"
I could hear Nonoko's soothing voice. But it could heal nothing this time. I'd been crying for nearly 2 hours now. I couldn't even attend to the next class. I knew I was gonna be killed by Jinno sensei the next day.
"Let that idiot cry Nonoko. That'll help kill the germs inside her stupid brain." I heard Hotaru saying. Oh she was always like that. No mercy!
Sometimes I wondered why I ever called her my best friend!
I raised my head to respond to that icy statement of my so-called best friend.
"Hotaru you meanie! I'm not in a state to hear such things! I feel like I've lost everything! Oh god! You may kill me now!"
Saying that, I cried even harder. Everyone inside the canteen was staring at me. I was resting my face on my palms, covering my teary eyes, yet I could say that I was being the model of the day.
Why was I crying? No one asked that question as the answer had already been the head line of the school magazine!
"Mikan Sakura, the most idiotic girl in the City high school is rejected by the oh-so-handsome Kaname senpai, the dream prince of every single girl inside boundaries of the school!"
Now you know that. Yes. I was rejected. "No I'm NOT!" I could hear my heart screaming out loud. That was the first time I ever tried for a guy. "First attempts are not always succeeded right? I can try again! Still there's a chance for me!" My mind told me. Clearly, I was trying to heal my heart. "But Oh! He did reject me! How could it happen! Am I that bad? Oh kill me kami!" I cried out loud! For heaven's sake I had forgotten where I was. Before long, I felt the soft touch of Hotaru's arm on my head.
"You baka! Shut it right now! Everyone knows what happened to you. You don't have to explain it loudly!" Hotaru said. Her cold eyes sent an electric shock though my spine.
In response, I looked at her with my puffy eyes.
"I can't forget him Hotaru. You know I loved him from the very first year of our school life! Oh how could I forget that love?"
I was being over agitated again. As I said above, I was dreaming about him since my childhood. It's been almost 9 years since I started to follow him around. He was being my Mr. Perfect. But I wasn't his Miss Perfect! I wished I had been. Hotaru didn't answer. I knew she won't. After being stopped for a moment, I continued to cry again.
"See who's crying, girls!" I could hear someone saying. I knew who that was. "Permy you evil witch!" I thought. I knew she'd never miss this situation!
"Oh poor Mikan Sakura! I never thought your stupid brain would get this much worse! I think you need help of a Psychiatrist!" Sumire said, looking directly into my eyes. Her eyes were gleaming with happiness. Of course she should be happy as the head of the Kaname senpai's fan club. I had nothing to say in response. She was right. I should have known my level. I should have known my 'low' level compared to Kaname senpai. Poor me.
All the members of the 'Kaname-senpai' fan club were laughing at me. And I was crying harder and harder. Only my friends pitied me. Of course there were not much friends of mine. Only a few. How tragic my life was!
After a while, the bell rang to end up the most tragic day of my whole school life! I thanked god for ending it up that sooner! Everyone who had been gathered around me left the scene, leaving me, Hotaru, Nonoko and Anna alone.
"Now let's leave Mikan chan… You'll feel better when you are at home." Anna said in a soft voice as she sat beside me, putting her hand around my shoulders.
"Yes Mikan chan. Let's go home now. Kaname senpai was so stupid to turn you down. You're such a nice girl!" Nonoko added, much to my relief. Hearing this, I looked at her, smiling faintly.
Hotaru said nothing. She was busy with her schoolbag.
At last I stopped crying and wiped my tears. My uniform was dripping wet, soaked in tears. I had never cried that much before. With Anna's help, I stood up and got ready to leave. I was really happy to leave that tragic school! I wished I could leave it for good!
At the gates, I saw Kaname senpai getting in to his brand new car. Seeing him, I couldn't move a step forward! I froze on the spot as he glanced at me through the shutter. Then he started the car and drove hastily away from the school. My eyes started to blot again.
"You look like a stupid cartoon character! Quit it and let's move!" Hotaru said. Dragging me to her mom's car. Hotaru and I lived in the same neighborhood. Her house was just a few steps away from mine. Talking about my house, I got to reveal some important details.
I'll start like this. I'm Mikan Sakura and I'm 19 years old. As both of my parents have passed away, I live in my mom's best friend's house since I was an infant. She has being my mother for 19 years and she loves me just like her own child. I call her 'mom' with no difference. Of course she has a child of her own. I'll talk about that person later!
Now let's go back to the story. I and Hotaru were inside the car, going home without sharing a word. It was really unlike me. Mrs. Imai must have been so amazed by my never-shown serious attitude. I could say that by the next thing she asked from us.
"What has happened to you two? Is someone dead or something?"
Mrs. Imai asked while taking the turn to our neighborhood. Yet I kept silence while Hotaru opened her mouth to reply.
"Of course momma. Mikan's dead." Hotaru answered emotionlessly.
"What? Why's that? What happened Mikan chan? I can see something isn't right." Mrs. Imai asked, concerned.
Then that was my time to answer. I forcefully gathered some words. "Oh N-nothing M-Mrs. I-Imai… I just feel bad b-be-because… because my head's aching like hell!" At last I found a nice answer! Thank god! I thought Hotaru would jump into the middle but she didn't do so, much to my relief.
With that Mrs. Imai drove the car inside the garage and stopped, asking me to get some medicine before it got worse. We got off from the car and as soon as Mrs. Imai had vanished to the house, I grabbed Hotaru's hand and looked at her with pleading eyes. She knew what I was gonna say.
She answered before I open my mouth.
"Yeah yeah. I won't tell this to him" She said as she took her hand from my grip. Finally I felt at ease! I looked at her with a grateful smile and stepped away, not saying a word. So unlike me.
So people! Glad to meet you back! I was away for a long time after ending up my 1st fanfiction 'A Victorian era Love'. Needless to say. I was a bit busy with my studies and all. You see… But as I promised I'm back with another heart-warming story! Reading this chapter you'll misunderstand this is not a Natsume-Mikan Story but don't panic! This definitely is a N/M story 'cause I won't ever write something else! However, this is a bit different! You'll see why!
Continue reading my friends!
And oh pity me for my grammatical errors!
-Awful Nightmare-