AN: Arda, where am I? Gakuen Alice??!!! How in the world did I end up here???!!! *looks down at manga in hand* Oh. Ok. Cool, I'm dreaming. Ok, ok.
Had a dream 'bout this, and I need a break from HW, so here you go. Mikan drabble ish thing. Guess you could say that it's from Natsume's view if you wanna, really could be from anyone's.
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She was so confusing.
One minute she's grinning from ear to ear, excited over things so trivial as a bunny shaped cloud, the next she's sobbing on the floor because of another deflected advance on Hotaru.
She's oblivious to almost every little sarcastic and subtle remark ever spoken, but knew just when something was distressing her friends, and what would make them feel better.
She could be scared of something as simple as a spider waving to her from her notebooks, but could face life or death situations without a care, facing known murderers with the same face she would a rainy day.
She can't take a hint and continuously pesters at one subject, but knows exactly when to back off her friend's backs when it concerns something personal.
She was so predictable in her life, that her friends could almost tell exactly where she was simply by the time of day, but when they were stuck and didn't know what to do, she would have a completely eye opening idea that would surprise everyone.
She was idiotic when it came to studies, and couldn't remember anything, but knew just what was going on inside the other people's minds and what to say to get through to them.
She was as dense as a brick wall when it came to anyone's feelings for her, but wouldn't hesitate to throw herself in front of others, for less of a reason than "You shared your strawberries."
She was the most annoying person in the world, yet she had managed to break through barriers that no one had ever managed to, for many people who now considered her a precious jewel.
She had no real attraction to her, but everyone loved her spirit and cheerfulness, and they all thought when they saw her smile was "Kami, I'm witnessing a miracle."
She was useless to everyone, yet everyone needed her.
She ruined everything, but somehow made it more perfect.
She truly was a work of art that made no sense no matter how long you stare at it.
Mikan, what are you made of? Are you even human? Have you ever truly experienced love? Can you really fix things? Does this world even stand a chance? Can I depend on you?
She would turn, and look at you. Tilt her head, and ask if you were ok. You might nod, or grin.
And her smile would say it all.
Yes.
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AN: Hmm… Voila. Not too bad I guess. Seeing as I'm stuffed on soda and pizza, its like two in the morning, and I have school in five hours and tons of homework, I think this was ok.
As always, review if you want, I don't really care. Please people, I'm not some weird being that lives on the food of comments… That would be interesting though….
Savvy?
~Penguin-san
