I want other people's point of views on me to change. Then one day, my mom gives me something. What could a Lip gloss do? Would it change them or is it just a day dream fantasy? Well, only way to find out is to try it on right? But what did this lip gloss did to me to deserve this hell of a life?
Bloody: Well… I don't know what to say…
Mikan: You always don't, bloody.
Bloody: Well, whatever! This just came popping out of my mind as SOON as I heard the song "Lip Gloss" from Lil' Mama. I know you guys know that song.
Mikan: It's international right?
Bloody: -Nods- duh. Well anyways. I hope this story could make it up to the deleted story I made. This is dedicated for the fans of my story 'Mikan's Real and Inner Beauty'. This is one of the opinions of my best friends in school too. And I mixed my idea with theirs.
Mikan: Bloody-san, or formerly, Serenity Akista-san doesn't own Gakuen Alice or any of us characters. If she decides to make an OC, it's her property. And the plot is her Idea and her friends' ideas. Thank you ^^-
Bloody: Thank you for the disclaiming~! All rights served-2009 by Bloodyraven.13
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This getting pretty annoying…
Tap…tap…tap…
Why do I even bother getting pissed off at something not so important at all?
Tick…tock…tick…tock…
This is such a total waste of time...
"Alright class, it's time to pass your reports"
I got my report and passed it to the front. 'God this is such a boring day…'
(School Bell sound effects)
I stood up hurriedly and got my body bag and dashed away before the daily humiliation grabs its opportunity on me. As I run inside the corridor, I could hear my footsteps echo. I ran towards my locker and left my books there then slammed the locker door and ran outside the school. There, I saw my mom's silver small sedan car and sped towards it. As soon as I reached the front passenger seat, I opened the door and sat down and then closed the door.
"So, how was your day, sweetie?" My mom asked me as she started the engine then stepped on the gas.
"Boring like usual…" I replied coldly.
"Aw, honey, you should make friends with those children in your school" she said to me.
Me?... Making friends with those people? Give me a break. Knowing them, they wouldn't even care about me. So why bother?
"Trust me, mom… those children in my school are not normal" I said.
"Then go with the flow" Mom said while smiling.
"Go with the flow?" I asked as I looked at her with an arched brow. "Mom, going with the flow with those people is not going to do any better" I shook my head.
"Well, you can change your physical appearance"
"What? Plastic surgery with matching rebonds?" I asked. Mom nodded at me. "Never" I frowned and looked outside the tinted window.
"What do those people have that you don't have?" she suddenly asked.
I rolled my eyes. "The looks. Popularity… TALENT… ugh. Almost everything"
"Well, what do the girls do that you don't do?" she asked again.
I looked above with my eyes only. "Going to parties, hanging out, shopping, going to movies, putting make up on, wearing frilly and girly clothes, wearing high heeled shoes and lots of stuff…" I said.
"Hm, what about we do something about you?"
"What? No way!" I exclaimed in surprise.
Is my mom out of her mind or just being weird today? She usually just asks me about school then nothing more. But this day is totally weird. She suddenly tells me to befriend everybody in school. Okay, not everyone but she wants me to have friends? That's out of the ordinary. Look people, I grew up being alone. I don't do friend reunions, friend hang out whatsoever. All I do is read manga, surf the net, Friendster, my space, Face book, multiply, anime chat in animelab, Sound trip, Imeem, Music dumpster, Adobe Photoshop, Photobucket, , Windows Movie Maker, Limewire download, Get tube download a.k.a. Youtube Get Download and more.
"Why not sweetie?" mom asked.
"First of all, I don't need any friends. Secondly, I hate public. Thirdly, I hate being noticed. And lastly, I hate annoying people" I explained.
"Then girl you better do something about that attitude of yours."
"But I ain't goin' nowhere and have friends" I crossed my arms.
"The whole world can't adjust to you. You must adjust to them"
"Yeah, but it's kinda annoying since people don't know how to appreciate" I frowned. True, people don't know how. But my mom is an exception.
"Then pick a few people and try to adjust with each other." Mom told me. "It wouldn't hurt to try" she smiled.
I sighed in defeat. I hate it when she says that. That 'It wouldn't hurt to try' line of hers. It always gets me. I want other people's views of me to change. But not like this one. Never did I expect it to come. But oh well, at least they will change…right?
'I just hope they will change'
Next Day
God, I hope this plan of mom's will work. But I'll only change their views and NOTHING more. And at least make them realize that I am no dog or servant or PEASANT for them to pick on. I mean, I'm also human! Jesus Christ, if I were them, I'd try to save my reputation than ruining someone's reputation. As they say, what comes around goes around or vice versa, right?
And here I am, standing in front of the school gates. I tilted my head at the sides and see everyone staring at me. Am I attracting too much attention or is someone just behind me with a very good looking face or something?
I stomped my foot "Gah! Whatever!!" I stomped towards the school main lobby and slammed the double doors open.
Flashback
I just woke up and guess what my mom first told me…
"Mikan, remember to keep your posture ok? Oh and put a lip gloss on~" she said.
I growled. "Mom, please drop the posture. I hate that."
"A great success comes from a great sacrifice" My mom said as she tilted her pointer finger to the sides.
I slouched my body. "Fine, fine. Posture and lip gloss." I sighed. "Please tell me that's all"
Mom nodded. "We're not making you a slut, dear." She said. "We're making you a simple lady"
Wow…
I never heard my mom say those kinds of things before. Now I'm a believer…
End of Flashback
I really hope they won't make me a fool anymore…
I sighed then walked to my locker. As I walked there, I tried to keep my body in a straight posture. Keeping in the cat walk with high heels. Carrying my bag on my shoulders properly and walk slowly. This is harder than it sounds! And as for you to know, I am wearing my self a simple baby blue cupcake sleeved blouse with white outlines and simple jean leggings and brown high heeled sandals. Simple enough right?
As soon as I stopped in front of my locker, I searched for the things my mom said she added. I opened my body bag and first saw a paper folded into four. I opened it.
Mikan,
I placed a com-powder, the lip gloss (strawberry flavour),
Conditioner, facial wash and the hair bush.
Remember to keep on your posture XD
Oh and good luck, sweetie! Keep safe~
Love,
Mom
I smirked and put it back in the bag and looked for the things mom added. Okay, I see them. Ponds pocket powder? Juicy lip gloss? Creamsilk conditioner and Ponds facial wash?
"Wow, mom really did prepare for this day…"
I can't blame her. I'm her only daughter; let alone, only child. I might as well do what she wants for me. After all, she lets me do what I want. Okay, let's start this new day for the new me! Get ready, jerks, because the Mikan you'll see is no lamb anymore! This Mikan you'll see is a tough tigress!
I opened my locker door and got my geometry and Literature books and carried them on top of my chest with the support of my arm. And with my free arm, I closed the locker door and walked as gracefully as I could and tried not to make a humiliation out of me. Just as I was beginning to get used to the cat walk…
'Skank whore at 12 'o clock' I thought to my self.
I tried to keep my cool. I tried to ignore her. I tried to ignore her boyfriend. I tried to ignore her toys. I tried to ignore her moves. I tried to ignore her EVERYTHING. But she made a wrong move. Oh yes she did! She just stopped in front of me with her hands full of big bracelets on her hips. So, I also stopped with a stoic look plastered on my face. I actually made it obvious that I'm bored.
"Oh look, guys. It's Miss I-have-no-friends" Sumire, THE BOTCH, spat loudly, making the people around us hear her words in purpose. I rolled my eyes in sarcasm.
Oh please. She throws that every time she sees me… I know, boring right?
"Oh, surprise, surprise, she noticed me. I'm finally noticed, hurray" I said sarcastically.
Sumire smirked at me. "So what makes you wear those 'proper' clothes? Aren't you a peasant, Sakura?"
"Is that all you've got, Shouda?" I arched my brow.
"Oh. She's asking if it was all I got." She laughed evilly with her la Vida loca and her Corpse bride for her friends. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Miss no friends but I have lots more where that came from" she said.
"Oh my God. I'm so scared" I acted, making the heavy sarcasm obvious. She looked at me in disgust, like what she always does.
"So you're not scared of me, eh?" she raised her head up high like she was going to stab me with her pointy chin.
"Surprise, I'm not" I said with my usual stoic face.
"Hey bitch," she and her 'friends' started. "We're nice and step to us then we'll get mean"
I stepped in front. "Hey whore, you know, you should go get some moe. You cry, get spanked, and run then get some more"
"You can do better than that, bitch" Sumire said, obviously pissed off.
"Oh sure, I do" I said, making her more pissed off.
"Oh yeah?"
"Uh-huh"
"Fine!"
"Then don't go stepping to my Kool Aid" I snapped my fingers then walked away fast.
That was freaking close. I almost broke a sweat there. Why Mr. Popular did picked that horrible seaweed creature from all the girls in this school? Maybe he's also seaweed himself… a perfect match. And don't you know that that botch is popular? And same goes for her pretty-faced-jerk boyfriend? FYI, her boyfriend is Natsume Hyuuga; dream prince of the women. Oh please… Everyone's deceived by his charms. But not I. Oh no I am not. I am not after boys like him. For hell's sake, he's a playboy. He pounces to every girl that beats down his girlfriend then it gets repeated until he's bored then gets another routine. I told you he's a horrible man!! He doesn't deserve any commitment of being dream prince of women. EXCLUDE THE CHARMS. Hmph!!
Fast Forward
It's already lunch time and I'm carrying my tray carefully. If I make a klutz-y move, another point for humiliation and no point for impression. And yeah, I'm looking for a vacant lunch table. But darn, I can't find any!! Damn…. I should've taken the outside cafeteria instead. Oh well. Might as well go to on edge of the room and—
Before I knew it, I accidentally dropped my tray on someone… And it was a wrong move too.
And out of nowhere, I shouted a pretty random and stupid word. "PIG!!"
And just as I thought, one point for humiliation and no point for impression. But the worst part was that it was Mr. Popular Hot-shot that I accidentally dropped my tray on and it was the worst LUCK ever. Not being too dramatic but excuse me, THIS IS A PLAYBOY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT. I just can't skip the cafeteria and run then act normal! I bet my ass that Hyuuga will come after me as soon as he catches me move. So, I tried to run as fast as I can.
…INTENTIONAL COME OUT…
NEGATIVE
He immediately caught my wrist and I am prepared for this kind of event. I cleared my throat and got ready for the beat-up.
"Sakura, you really are a bitch" Sumire spat.
I rolled my eyes to her. "Huff…"
"Watch where you're going, stupid…" Hyuuga Natsume said as he threw glare daggers at me. I gave him a glare back.
Sumire the botch went behind him and is obviously trying to make him have the mood to beat me up. So lame. Look, she can't even beat me without her boy-toy around. She can't touch a hair on me if her boyfriend dearest is not on her side like her bodyguard. Please. It's a lame excuse. Is Hyuuga stupid to not notice this or is he also playing with her? Who cares what they think!? I just want to get out of this freaking situation!
"Tch" I murmured. I lifted my head "Sorry..." I whispered lowly making only Hyuuga himself hear my words then I left towards the comfort room.
"God…!" I said loudly. No one was there anyway so why should I stop my self? "I HATE YOU SUMIRE! I HATE YOU AND YOUR EVERYTHING!!!"
My patience snapped. I looked at the mirror and tried to calm my self by washing my face with the cold water then apply the Ponds pocket powder after drying my face with tissue. Then after, I put on my lip gloss. It was strawberry flavour. My favourite. It wouldn't hurt to put it on right? So yeah, I put it on and then went outside and cooled my head off and tried to make my body relaxed.
(Enter Lip Gloss song by Lil Mama)
I walked cool-y in the middle of the cafeteria. I feel an awkward tension around me or am I just paranoid? I looked around with my eyes and I see people staring at me. What? WHAT'S THEIR PROBLEM!? Are they going to make me mad again or what? Let me guess, there's something on my face?
I quickly rubbed my face but all I can feel is powder and nothing else. So why are they staring at me like that? Ah, my lip gloss is getting dry! So, I licked my lips and I noticed that the boys also licked their lips. Huh? What's up with the imitation? Oh well…
I walked slowly and passed by the popular group's lunch table but I didn't mind looking at them. What do I care? I'll just waste my time on them if my patience pops once again right? Wait. First of all, why am I feeling light? Secondly, why does it feel like I forgot something? I looked around my body and remembered that I forgot my freaking books at the counter.
I ran and ran towards the counter and got my books. And the clumsy part of me dropped one of my books on the floor. So I bent my knees and got my Calculus book but someone's hand touched mine. And surprisingly unexpectedly, it was the biggest jerk of the school: Hyuuga Natsume himself.
"You're really clumsy, you know that?" he said with his usual stoic and cold look.
My patience snapped again. "I know that already. Do you HAVE to stuff it on my face, you playboy?" I glared at him. He just let out a smirk. I hate how he always does that! "Now if you please let go of my hand and let me stand up so I could go out of this miserable place?" I said with my nicest tone of voice. Obviously it was a fake tone.
I pulled my hand away but his hand was like glued on my hand. I pulled my hand as hard as I could but he's stuck on my hand. I threw him a glare. "Let go of me" I repeated that sentence again and again until I really, REALLY lost my patience. I closed my palm then pulled out my hand with the book. I stood up and glared at him as he also stood up.
"You're so annoying" I mumbled madly then stomped my way out. But of course I didn't make them see me stomp. I walked gracefully as a cat.
"You jerk, stupid play boy, chick boy, moron, BS, Satan, Devil, IMP (ignorant moronice playboy), demon, Vampire, ZOMBIE, mummy, insect, pest, headache, criminal, villain, antagonist, stone-faced-freak! You're not so cool and everyone won't fall for you, big headed PIG!!!" I cursed under my breath.
There are so many reasons to hate him. Reason number one, he's a jerk. Number two, he's a playboy. Number three, he doesn't care about anyone or anything. Number four, he's a bully! Number 5, he thinks he's all powerful and all. BUT HE ISN'T. Number 6, he pounces to every girl he would have an interest on then leaves them when he gets bored with them. Number 7, he treats 'losers' like me like trash. Number 8, he doesn't show any affection. Number 9, he's a womanizer. Number 10, he doesn't follow rules. Number 11, he doesn't listen to anyone's advice at all. He thinks his own opinion will make him go somewhere other than here. Number 12, he thinks he's so smart that he doesn't study and calls other people stupid. Number 13, he calls other people with other names. HE DOESN'T CALL THEM BY THEIR OWN NAME LIKE WHAT HE SAID TO ME IN THE CAFETERIA!! Number 14, he's a money-waster! I just hate people who wastes money like there's no tomorrow. Just because they are rich doesn't mean that their riches won't ever disappear. And a lot more reasons to say. And because of saying some of the reasons, my lip gloss on my lips was gone. I'm wasting the lip gloss. But it does taste delicious.
Dismissal Time
I'm here in front of my locker and putting back my books. There's a mirror inside my bag. I forgot to put back my lip gloss. I really have to do this even though I don't want to. I DON'T WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY SCHOOL YEARS BEING A LOSER. Not that I'm being too dramatic but, I AM SO FREAKING TIRED OF BEING A LOSER. I mean, seriously, if you keep on living like this, then you'll never get anywhere at ALL.
I licked my lips a bit to spread the lip gloss on my lips then put the lip gloss in my body bag. I closed the locker door and sighed. I turned around, about to walk away. But to my misfortune and dismay, I bumped into someone unpredictable and unexpected. And to my horror, it's one of the last people I would want to see. My back collided with my locker. One of the most despicable person's shadow over grown my entire body; from toes to head. I tried to burn a hole through him. He was more annoying than hell it self.
I crossed my arms, looking at him with the best glare I got. "What do you want?" I asked.
"Nothing really…" he answered with his usual nonchalant look.
He human caged me. I tightened my arms. "So human caging me in front of my locker is nothing?" I arched a brow at him.
"I guess so…" he smirked. That smirks…
I hate it…
"If you want something from me, then say it." I said strictly. "I don't have the whole day you know" I clicked my tongue.
"It's not like you're going anywhere important" He said as he slowly neared his face to mine and stopped just an inch away. What is he thinking NOW?
"It's not like you care, Hyuuga" I shot at him coldly.
"It's not like you'd die waiting for my words" he shot back with a cold voice.
I rolled my eyes with heavy sarcasm. "I'd die hearing your voice" I said with a hint of annoyance.
"I like your attitude. I don't expect you to be like this" he smirked at me as he lifted my chin up and forced me to look at him, face to face.
I smirked back. "Expect the unexpected"
"Nice retort" he said. Oh please. Does he think I'm much of an idiot like his toy?
"The nicest and highest compliment I can get" I scoffed. "The irony…" I rolled my eyes.
"Nice guess" and again, he smirked.
"And again, the highest insult is the lowest compliment" I said, hinting the heavy sarcasm in it.
He leaned over to me closer, making the privacy left for my face and his own has a small gap. Like half an inch.
"What's your name again?" he RANDOMLY asked.
"Why do you suddenly want to know?" I asked with a bit of curiosity.
He just smirked. Seriously, what is up with him and the smirks? "Is there a reason for you to ask?"
"Hmph. If you want to know then ask your girlfriend" I shot glares at Sumire who was seen outside the window of the building who is clearly seen practicing her skank cheers with her squad doing the pyramid.
He shook his head a bit. "I would want to know from you personally" he said.
"Sorry but I don't say my name to someone who is a complete womanizer" I put my open palm in front of our faces as a gap.
"Don't tell me you're afraid of Shouda" he said with a stoic look.
I laughed hysterically. Pride took the best of me. "Ha! Are you kidding around or what? Hell, I'd kill her even if it means life its self!" I exclaimed.
I know it was one wrong move. But I just do wish that Hyuuga would just go with the flow here. I hope he has a bit of stupidity in him.
"I like your enthusiasm, little girl. So what's your name?" he asked again.
"You know, if you're so smart, try to find sources where you can find my name" I gave him a winning smirk.
"No need. I already remembered" he suddenly said.
"What? Mental block or amnesia?" I asked.
"Both" he just replied emotionlessly. Is he trying to crack me up or what? But whatever it is, I won't react to it!!
"Yeah, yeah. So what's my name again?" I asked, completely bored in the process.
"You're Sakura Mikan. You're boyish and you've been a loner ever since" he said a SMALL part of my bio.
"Correct-o-mend 'o" I said. "So can you please let me GO now?" I asked with a cold look. But he simply shook his head. His arrogance. He really does get what he wants.
I banged my fist on my locker. "WHAT ELSE DO YOU FREAKING WANT!?" I shouted at him.
"I—"
"—want you to be my girlfriend"
Did hell just replaced heaven or am I just paranoid? No. THIS IS JUST A NIGHTMARE!! A HELL OF A NIGHTMARE!! PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS SO NOT HAPPENING! WHAT THE FREAKING HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS NUISANCE!? First he calls me stupid. Next, he helps me pick up my book. Then this… HE WANTS ME TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND!?
Out of my mind, I slapped him. "I'm no toy you could pounce on, play with then trash off." I said with a glare. "If you think I'll agree to it, don't even hope."
"And if you dare blackmail me I swear I'll—"
And before I knew it, his lips crashed to mine…
My eyes widened in surprise and shock. He was trying to make his way inside my mouth. NO I WOULD NOT LET HIM! I know what will happen if I respond. I'll just lose. I won't be a loser anymore. So, with all my force, I pushed him. But he wouldn't budge. God, he's not a sports MVP for nothing. As soon as I felt his hold on me get loosen a bit, I pushed him. HARD.
"I'M NOT ONE OF YOUR GUNEA PIGS!!"
To be continue
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Me: hope you liked it~
Mikan: Yeah~! I can't believe with all the scripts I had though. Imagine me, punching Natsume like that. Having attempts a few times as well… -checking the scripts-
Me: Well, the next chapter will be worse. So better get ready, Mikan.
Mikan: Well yeah. Since it's the run-and-chase part.
Me: Yeah. You better drink lots or else you won't have the energy to beat Hyuuga down.
Mikan: Not a chance! I CAN BEAT HIM DOWN WHENEVER I WANT TO!
Me: That's the spirit!
Mikan: Review~! Cheer me on in the next chapter too ^^ -disppears-