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Unpredictable Life
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Warning: I changed the looks for some GA characters.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice!
Summary: All I wanted was to live alone with my ten cats, and became a popular dancer, but my grandmother had turned my dream upside down. Now, I need to study at a new school, meeting new friends, crushes and lovers. And don't forget about my gay neighbor.
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Chapter One
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Play at YouTube song "Happy Ending" by Mika
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like its forever,
Then live the rest of our life,
Both not together
"Girls, move faster!" Samantha yelled at us, looking, how we danced our dance studio's junior team dance.
Her green eyes were shining, reflecting the lamplight of the school's Assembly Hall. Her black hair was tied in one pigtail. As usual, she looked beautiful. She had been my dance teacher for two years. At first, she was really arrogant, but soon, thanks to our help, she changed. She started to become nicer and sweeter. And, we started to love our Samantha Grongan.
"Okay, that's all for now. Who wants to do a handstand against the wall?" she smiled at us with her dazzling smile, and stopped the last music.
There were only three girls stayed for the handstand. I couldn't decide if I wanted to do it. Maybe I should go and train my handstand; or better, I should go home and do my homework.
"Mikan, are you going to make a handstand?" my teacher asked, gazing at me with her green eyes.
"Um, yes, I'm going to do handstand!" I said with a shy and quiet tone. Sometimes, I hated myself for being so shy and quiet. Nobody at school could hear me, and I always needed to speak louder. But my best friend, Anna, always understood, she had never ignored or asked me to, "Speak louder!" Because of that, she became my best friend.
"Okay, Sakura, but do it faster!" Samantha said with a loud -but in the same time- sweet voice.
Slowly, I walked closer to the other girls who were doing their handstand. I forced my hands to lie against the floor, and I throw my legs to the ceiling. I could see everything upside down, that was why I loved this move.
After finishing my handstand, I walked to a few chairs where we usually dressed ourselves into our dance outfit. Once I dressed up, I took my dark coat and wrapped it around my body.
It was already late in the evening, so outside was colder than it was at the day. And I preferred to be warm, not cold. Maybe this way I couldn't be the perfect Bella.
Saying goodbye to my dance teacher, I walked from the Assembly Hall toward my favorite hallway. I usually talked with Anna in there, when we were waiting for our Russian Language Class.
"Я (I), ты (you), он (he), она (she)..." I stopped my song, pushing the main school door open and walking outside.
If you looked at the sky, you could see thousands of stars. I didn't do it because all I needed to do right now was to find a bus with number 45 on it. And then, I would ride in that bus and after three bus stops I would reach my home. Edit. My grandparent home.
I could hear my shoe heels banging on the pavement. At this moment, I felt lonely. My mother and father were relaxing for two months at Germany. I needed to live at my grandparents' house for two months.
I walked, and walked. My shoe heels were banging and banging. Finally, I approached the bus stop.
I saw three girls sitting on the bus stop bench. The first girl was blond-haired, the second was black-haired and the third was brown-haired. They were listening to the music from their Iphones.
"Do you like Justin Timberlake, or maybe you choose Timbaland?" the brown-haired girl asked to the blonde.
"Justin Timberlake has awesome songs, Timbaland has nice songs. Sorry, but Justin Timberlake is so much hotter!" the blonde replied. Her blue eyes were really cute, and she looked like a model with her pink coat and her pink hat. In her lap, she held her pink Gucci bag.
"Okay, so, what do you think about Chris Brown?" the dark-haired girl asked.
"Umm, he's good." the blonde answered with a smile on her pink lips. She opened her pink Gucci bag to look for something. "Did you know? Natsume broke up with Clover."
"No way, you must be joking! She's really popular and beautiful. Why did he do that?" the brown-haired almost screamed.
Wow, the popular guy broke up with the popular chick. This was such a dramatic story.
"I heard that Natsume is a bisexual," the black-haired girl said calmly.
"How do you know that, Hotaru?" the blonde girl asked, her eyes were sparkling with surprise. I could feel how her hands were trembling from the news.
"I have my ways," the black-haired replied with a smirk. She looked very spicy. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a red t-shirt and a black jacket, and a pair of Nike shoes.
"Hotaru, you always have your ways." the brown-haired whinnied, being annoyed. Her eyes were green. She was wearing a blue jumper and a black skirt reaching to her knees, and a pair of usual gumshoes. She didn't look as rich as the black-haired and the blonde.
"Hey, isn't that our bus?" the blonde asked, pointing her finger at my arriving bus.
'Great, maybe they live near my grandparents' home,' I thought, annoyed.
"Yeah, it's our bus!" the brown-haired girl said with joy. She clapped her hand together and smiled cheerfully.
"Stop acting so childish, Sumire," the dark-haired girl said to the brunette, "it's annoying me."
"Maybe this was why you haven't got yourself a boyfriend," the blonde smirked and put her dark Gucci glasses on her eyes. "Do I look sexy with these Gucci glasses?"
"When you don't look sexy?" the brunette asked, squeaking.
"You look horrible," the raven-head said, "c'mon girls, we need to go, the bus is arriving. I won't wait another bloody twenty minutes."
I looked at the street and I saw the red bus, with number 45. It was driving closer to us.
It stopped, the door opened and I saw three guys blocking the way.
"The bus is full, but if you want to risk yourself then come on in," the brown-haired boy said, leaning his face closer to mine. I smelled his fresh-mint breath. "What's your name, sweetie?"
"Why do you care?" I asked at him, grinning.
"Aw, you're not interesting!" He said, pouting.
"Whatever." I said, stepping into the full bus.
I felt uncomfortable in the bus, someone stepped on my foot and the other touched my butt.
I wanted to turn around and slap whoever it was on that person's face, but I couldn't. It would give me another enemy, someone who wouldn't leave you alone until you apologize. And my mother wouldn't be happy to hear, how her child was slapping some strangers. She would start to lecture me from the phone, about young girls, young love, then about a first kiss, first touch, and even first sex. And then all those conversation would end up in the marriage-talk, and only then we would start talking about respecting people.
And then she would ask me questions, such as: Do you take a shower every day? Have you meet some new friends? How are your grandmother and grandfather? Have you got yourself a boyfriend?
Of course, the last question would always end with "No". I could imagine myself forty years from now. I would be fifty-six years old with ten cats. I would call them Cherry, Blacky, Kaze, Charlotte, Charlie, Anna, Twix, Danken, Suzy and Gucci.
I would be all alone, I wouldn't have a husband. As I said, I would be all alone, only accompanied by my sweet, loyal cats.
I sighed quietly.
The bus slowly stopped at the first bus stop.
'Only two, long bus stops,' I thought, feeling happy. Suddenly some kind of music started playing inside the bus. It was quiet and calm, at first.
Play at YouTube song "Prelude 12/21" by AFI
This is what I brought you, this you can keep.
This is what I brought you, may forget me.
I promise to depart, just promise one thing.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
This is what I brought you, this you can keep,
This is what I brought you, may forget me.
I promise you my heart, just promise to sing,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
I wanted to sway my legs. I could feel how my feet wanted to dance. This was what you got after dancing for two years. I heard some voices and laughs.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Slowly, I turned my head at the side, where the music was heard.
Oh my god, wrong move, girl.
I locked my gaze with the honey-blond-haired boy. At the same time, he smirked and waved at me. My cheeks started to burn. I must have looked weird because he started to give me a goofy smile. And then he turned his gaze toward the guy beside him.
I wanted to laugh at that moment. 'Impossible, is he flirting with me?' I turned my gaze at the window.
The bus stopped at the second bus stop.
'The next bus stop is mine…' I smiled at my own thought. And then, I would start my routine, getting out from the bus, walking home to my grandparents, studying until 11:30 P.M, and then go to sleep.
This is what I thought,
I thought you need me,
I felt someone touching my shoulder. I turned my head away from the window toward a pair of brown eyes.
'Wait a minute, isn't he that guy?' I slowly gazed at that spot where he was standing before, and saw nobody at his previous spot.
"Hi, you can call me as Koko, what's your name?" he asked.
"I'm Mikan," I said quietly, "but you can call me Mi."
"Okay, Mi." He gave me his charming smile. I wanted to melt at that moment. He looked so cute and handsome. His brown eyes were sparkling and his smile was a hundred percent true.
"Um, where do you live?" I asked, feeling nervous.
This is what I thought so think me naïve,
I promise you a heart you'd promise to keep,
He smiled at me. "Andrean Street. What about you?"
I couldn't believe my ears. That mean he lived really close to my grandparents. And that means he studied at the Andrean High School. It was the most prestigious school at my city.
"I live at the Silkemes Street, but right now I'm living close to Andrean Street," I replied, wanting to explode with joy. That meant that he will be here with me until the bus stop at the Andrean Street, and I would be walking home by myself just for few minutes.
"Wow, that's cool," he said, asking another question. "How old are you?"
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
"I'm sixteen," I said shyly. "How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen." And with that, he stopped our conversation. "It was nice to talk with you." He gave me another handsome smile of his.
I could feel how the bus slowly started to get slower. I walked closer to bus door. A lot of people were already leaving. At this bus stop was a gigantic supermarket.
Back to the story, darling.
As I said, the bus stopped and all the three bus doors opened. I jumped out from the bus. I heard some laughs. I saw some large gang in front of me.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
I ignored them and started to search for Koko, but I couldn't find him.
'All alone, again' I thought, and walked away from the bus stop.
I could feel how the cold wind touched my cheeks, how it started to dance with my brown hair.
I could feel someone watching me.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
But soon, that feeling disappeared. I looked back toward the same gang. They were still standing at the bus stop and waiting for someone. 'Why should I care?'
'Mikan, it's already 10.30 P.M, you should be at home already,' I thought, and started to walk. I saw million of cars and some twenty motor bikes on my way home.
After ten minutes, I stood in front of a lovely small house. My grandparents loved small houses.
I walked closer to the doors and ringed the door bell, waiting almost three minutes to come face to face with my grandmother.
"Darling, finally, you're home," she welcomed and hugged me. "Never scare me like this, okay?"
"Okay," I said, trying to get away from her hug. Grandmothers, they were always like that. They wanted to give you the greatest life, but they were not often successfully in it.
"Do you want to eat? I can warm a chicken soup for you," my grandmother said looking at me with her brown eyes.
"Yes. I need something warm, and then I'm going to study." I said, looking around the room. It was colored in green color. This was my cousins and my favorite room. I smiled, slowly walking into the kitchen. Kitchen's walls were covered with pink wallpapers. At the main table, I saw one cup of a hot chicken soup.
After my late dinner, I ran up the stairs to the second floor and my room.
I turned on my laptop, at its loading time, I found my school bag and my school homework's. At first I studied Algebra, Biology, and then English and History. When I finished my homework, I started to work with my laptop. I turned on the Internet and logged into my favorite site - Yahoo Messenger.
There were no new messages for me, so I sighed and logged out.
'What I'm supposed to do now?' I thought and started to walk around my room in circles. 'Maybe I should read a book?'
Now I started to search for some good books. I had thousand books, but none of them seemed interesting at the moment.
'Maybe my grandmother has some book I want to read?' Thinking about it, I wanted to find it out and left my room. When I reached my grandparents' room I heard a scream, but a happy one.
"Oh my, that can't be true - yes – I will tell her – I promise – that's so awesome – thank you- bye!" I heard my grandmother stopping talking with someone on her phone.
"Um," I tried to say something quietly but my grandmother heard me.
"Mikan, I wanted to talk with you," She said, smiling at me lovingly. "Do you remember Mrs. Helga?"
"Yes," I said simply and clean.
"She wants to tell you something," she smiled with her I-know-something-that-you-don't.
"And what is it she wants to tell me?" I asked her. I hated those mysterious talks.
"Remember that summer test?"
"Um, yes, why are you asking?"
"You get into the Andrean High School!"
I couldn't breathe.
What? How? When? And I thought that summer test was just for my IQ level. Wait, did this means I would leave the Drebal High School?
I could feel my eyes started to make a warm, invisible liquid.
"We're going to visit that school tomorrow," my grandmother smiled at me and looked at her clock. "And I will call your old school tomorrow! So, everything is going to be just fine! And you're going to be closer to our house and to your own home!"
I wanted to cry, to yell but I couldn't. I was going to leave my favorite hallway, my best friends and my dancing class.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep!" I whispered and turned my back toward my grandmother.
"Don't cry, Mikan," she said, trying to cheer me up. I nodded and walked away.
When I reached my room, I turned my laptop on and logged into my YM.
I needed to tell this to Anna.
Dear Anna,
I wanted to tell you something. This isn't going to be happy or funny news. I'm leaving Drebal High School. Yes, I, Mikan Sakura, am going to leave Drebal High School. I'm going to study at Andrean High School. I'm going to miss you! I hope we're still going to be best friends! Give my goodbyes to the other classmates.
Love you,
Mikan.
I logged out from YM and turned my laptop off because it was the midnight. She wouldn't reply my message soon.
I didn't want to sleep, so, I walked down the stairs toward the first floor. Walking to the kitchen, I saw a door to my grandparents' garden.
'All I need is a fresh air.'
I opened the doors and walked into the garden. I felt the cold wind touch my skin and how it played with my hair. I closed my eyes and breathed the cold air in my lungs.
"Enjoying the night, huh?"
I turned my head and saw a boy around my age or older. He was standing at my grandparent neighbor's garden, smirking at me. His eyes were paralyzing me, being in the color off blood.
I wanted to scream. 'Maybe he's a vampire or a maniac?'
"Um, yeah, I couldn't sleep," I said, sounding lame. But, did I cared?
"Right," he smirked and looked at the sky. "Don't you have a school tomorrow?"
"Yes, I do, and what about you?" I asked him, darting my eyes at the sky.
"Yeah," he said, still gazing at the sky.
"In which school you study?" This time, he stopped gazing at the sky and turned his crimson eyes toward me. I looked at him and our eyes met for the first time.
"At the Andrean High School. You?"
"I used to study at Drebal High School, but now I'm going to study at the Andrean High School." I smiled at him.
'At last now I know two people who are studying at Andrean High School," I thought, hearing and realizing that he started to chuckle.
I wanted to scream, 'How could he?' I asked to myself, why was he chuckling?
"Don't give me those flirty smiles." he smirked. I blushed hearing that. "I have a boyfriend, he would be jealous." His smirk grew wider.
My eyes were as big as two snowballs. I wanted to laugh. He had a boyfriend? Wasn't he a boy? Shouldn't he have a girlfriend?
"I have different orientation than you."
I couldn't believe it. A guy this handsome was a gay? Well, he sure didn't act like a gay should. And, for sure, gays don't talk with girls that masculine.
"Good night, darling," he said, bowing at me and walking away.
I took my words back. 'He is a gay'. I wanted to reply something back to him, but he was already walking into his house.
'Great, now I have a friend who is a gay. What's going to happen next? Am I going to meet a tooth fairy and a little gnome?'
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~LCG