I'm writing this currently on my phone. This is my third story. Another Gakuen Alice one too. I'm still writing My Cousin's Rommate. Then this idea popped in my head, and I couldn't wait to put it on fan fiction, then I also feared somebody would steal my idea! So here I am. I probably won't update until I update MCR. So please bear with me.

I do not support HotaruXHayate, its just part of the story.

Mikan's PoV

Screech marks were heard as the players went up and down the court. I, Mikan Sakura, was at a basketball game with my friends Tsubasa, Hotaru, and her boyfriend Hayate. I dragged Hotaru here, so I wouldn't be stuck with Tsubasa alone. She brung along Hayate so she wouldn't be stuck with two "idiots" as she calls us.

Tsubasa was 21, and just graduated college. He has inky black, short, spiky hair. With dazzling Dark blue eyes. His pale smooth skin, had a black star tattoo under his left eye. Tsubasa is the kinda guy who likes playing pranks, and taking care of his close friends.

Hotaru has raven black, chin length hair. Her eyes are a beautiful shade of purple, that I'm jealous of. Her skin was pale, not having a blemish since 8th grade. Even though we've been friends since elementary school, she always acts cold to me. Often hitting me with her baka gun, I still love her though. Hotaru and I were currently 19.

Hayate has auburn colored, short, spiky chin-length hair. His eyes were a light brown, and he was always seen smiling. Its really a mystery how him and Hotaru got together. He acts like a goofball, and gets excited easily. Hayate won't do anything unless it involves Hotaru. He just graduated with Tsubasa, and is the same age as him.

Then lastly, theres me. I had plain brown hair, with matching muddy brown eyes. My skin was pale, and I had blemishes every now and then. I act cheerful, bubbly, and optimistic. Always looking on the bright side.

We were currently watching the Alices, play the Seahorses. Who names their team Seahorses? The Alices are currently beating the Seahorses by 4, its 6 to 10. I feel bad for the Seahorses, they all look so skinny and lanky. Like weaklings, like their name. The Alices, on the otherhand, were muscular.

"Mikan! Did you see Natsume dunk that ball? DID YOU?" Tsubasa started to shake me rapidly. I really don't get how these guys get so excited about it. All these college guys are doing, is going up and down the court. Occasionaly making a basket. This "Natsume" guy, is on the Alices. Hes now Tsubasa favorite player. I was just hoping he would shut up, and we could start making out. If you didn't get why I said the last statment, I like Tsubasa more then a friend. Though, I've been officialy friend-zoned since 5th grade.

"No, I didn't sorry." I replied, rubbing my neck and laughing nervously. Tsubasa sighed, and blew a piece of hair from in front of his face.

"Sometimes, I wonder if I should have invited you, your barely paying attention! Hayate and I are the only ones watching since Hotaru is too busy trying to sell her inventions." He pouted. Oh my gosh, he looks so hot right now. Wait, Mikan get a hold of yourself.

I took a big slurp of my cherry slushie, to help hide the fact that I was blushing madly. Tsubasa turned back to game, and got absorbed again. Hayate was next to him, blabbering about how cool this game was to Hotaru, who wasn't even listening. I finally took notice to my undeniable urge to pee. I rose up, and excused myself timidly. Pushing pass thousands of legs, and practically getting tangled every now and then. When I finally got on the stair way, I wiped the imaginary sweat from my forehead and sighed.

"God Mikan, you really need to step up your game." I murmered to myself, and made my way down the stairs. While going down, I noticed how intense the game was getting. My urge to pee got more unbareable. My footsteps got more rapid going down the stairs. My sandal touched the gym floor, and I walked towards the doors that lead into the hall.

I walked past the buzzer, noticing the Seahorses had one more point. Like I care. I don't care about basketball, Natsume, or the score. I just wish Tsubasa wasn't so obsessed with basketball, and could actually give a crap about relationships. All he talks about is how cool Natsume is, he even has posters around his room. Not like I go in there often...

"Stupid Natsume." I muttered.

As if he had heard me, I failed to notice the raven haired guy, whipped the ball to his teammate. Who missed. The ball sped past the guy, and straight into the back of of my head. Everything went dark, while the gym went quiet.

How do you all like it? I personally like it a lot. Review please! Since Hayate doesn't have aactualappearance, I made one up.