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Summary:
Mikan Sakura, a boyish rich girl and Natsume Hyuuga, a playboy rich guy has to work together to get what they want. Can they succeed even if they always clash? But if freedom and fame means tying the knot, will they do it?
Chapter 1: FIRST MEETING (Mikan's POV)
First Year High…First Day..:)
Mikan went out of the car, took her secondhand bag, wore her thick round-framed black glasses and took a pink bike from the trunk.
"Thanks, Uncle Joe." She smiled at her bodyguard/family head security/her family-like uncle/second father.
"Mistress, are you sure you will okay?" Uncle Joe asked.
"Oh, come on Uncle Joe don't call me 'Mistress'." She pouted.
"Okay. Mikan, will you be alright riding a bike?" Uncle Joe asked again.
"I'll be fine." Mikan said then smiled sweetly at him.
"Do you need to look like that?" Uncle Joe motioned her outfit that time. Well, Mikan was wearing her hair in a messy Chinese-like hair (you know, the one's on two sides of the head. Only a little lower.), short pinkish-white socks (short ones), black sneakers, and no accessories at all, had black round-framed glasses and had a secondhand bag. In short, she looks like some nerd who got lost and must've entered the wrong school.
"You know me, it's better if few people knew who I am." She said.
"Won't you be afraid that you won't have any friends?" Uncle Joe asked.
"Nope, I already have 3. Remember? They're all I need."
"What if your mother knows?"
"She's in America, she won't know. If you won't tell her, that is." She winked at Uncle Joe and rode her bike. She got out of the car 3 blocks from the school, so that she won't get seen.
In 5 minutes, she was at the school gate of Tokyo University. From the corner of her eyes, she can see other students looking at her. From elementary students to college students whom she passes by, they stop on their tracks to look at her like she was some kind of alien in their school. "I guess I shouldn't have overdone it. But now at least I know that people here are as shallow as my last school" She murmured to for her 3 friends that is. A little later, she put her bike by the farthest part of the parking lot, where there were bike stands. "Good thing they didn't remove it." She chained her bike and carried her bag and went for the entrance of the high school building.
At the Entrance…
"Who let such geek enter this school?" She heard a girl say in a pitchy voice.
"Yeah, maybe she's a genius." Another girl said.
"Maybe she's an outsider. Let's call the guards." The first girl with the pitchy voice said.
"Well, maybe I'm just another rich student who's a genius and definitely not an outsider." She said and looked at 2 First year students like her. She knew by their uniform. They were aklso wearing white long sleeved-blouse, dark-blue coat, with a red & blue checkered ribbon tie, paired with the same colored short skirt. There is an emblem for their school that looks like a titled crown by the upper left part of the coat, by the chest.
"How can you be rich? Look at you, you look like garbage." A girl with black wavy hair tied at the corner said as she raised a mocking brow at her. "I din't believe you're rich. Based on your things. You're definitely an outsider."
"She's not." Mikan heard a very familiar voice, Nonoko. "She's a genuine Tokyo High school student."
"You're kidding, right?" A girl with short black hair asked. "You can't know her, right? I mean, you three are one of thhe richest kids here at school. Heiresses to Imai Tech, Ogasawara and Umenomiya Groups, while she looks like... like... nothing."
"Believe me. We know her." Anna said, one of her 3 friends. "Since kinde-the break of dawn." She empashized.
"Now, if you'll excuse us, we'll go to class." Nonoko said. "Hotaru?" Hotaru just nodded.
While they were walking through the long corridors of the school, the usual noisy and crowded corridor turned quiet. And as they make their way through the corridors, the students stepped aside. Mikan knew why.
"Mikan, why wear such a hideous thing?" Anna asked.
"Yeah, are starting a new clothing line?" Nonoko asked jokingly.
"You look ridiculous, you should sue." Hotaru commented.
"Oh, Hotaru, I thought you weren't here with us." Mikan joked Hotaru.
"Ba-ka! You really look ridiculous. What the hell has entered that ridiculous mind of yours?" Hotaru said.
"I know right?" Then Mikan chuckled a little. "You should see how the maids looked at me when I left earlier this morning. Classic. It's what I will do for 4 years. Or even until college." She smiled at the thought.
"Are you sure? You're mom might know. She'll freak out." Anna said.
"So? I don't care. It'll be better if she knows. Maybe she'll give me some freedom. Maybe she'll realize that I'm not a puppet." Mikan said grimly.
"What if she disowns you?" Nonoko asked.
"Better. Besides, I have friends like you, right?" She said as she grinned at them.
"If you'll be poor, we won't be nice to you anymore." Hotaru commented, and then they entered their room.
"Come on, you won't do that to me." Mikan said. "Right?" She asked as she looked at Anna and Nonoko with hopeful eyes.
Then their homeroom teacher/class adviser entered. "Hello children. Welcome to Tokyo University. And welcome to my class." A smiling, tall teacher with a slightly long blonde hair said. "I'm Narumi-sensei, I'll be your homeroom teacher. You know, it's tradition in here to introduce yourselves in front of the class, but I don't force all to do it. I only let those willing students to do it." He sat down. "So who's first? Anyone?"
The same girl whom Mikan met at the entrance stood up, the one with short black hair. The one with the pitchy voice and sounds like a cat. "Hello. My name is Shouda Sumiré. As you all know, I came from the Shouda family, who owns the Shouda Enterprise. If any of you want to know my number, just come right to me. That's all", then the girl named Sumire smiled and sat down.
"Thank you, Sumire." Mr. Narumi sweat dropped and smiled ackwardly at Sumire. "Now, since someone started, let's proceed to the next girl sitting beside Miss Shouda." Mr. Narumi motioned the next girl to Sumire to start next.
The girl, with wavy hair tied in a corner, who was also with Sumire earlier stood up with pride. "Hello everyone, as you all know, I'm Sonoko Igarashi. Our family owns the best restaurant in Japan, the Igarashi 5-star Restaurant. I believe in the saying that if I would choose between money or fame, I would choose both. Because, if you don't have money, you won't be famous. That's all, thank you." Then the girl blew flying kisses all around and waved her hand like some contestant in a beauty pageant.
"Thank you, Miss Igarashi." Mr. Narumi said lively, just like an announcer in a beauty pageant contest. "Okay, next please."
Then the introduction of names, which was supposedly voluntary, turned out to be compulsory. Meanwhile, at Mikan's table, Mikan was drawing sketches in her notebook. Sketches of what? Dresses. Hotaru noticed it. "Mikan, you know you can't be a fashion designer. You're mom will kill you." She commented.
"Don't you think I know that? But, what if there's something I can do. At least to change my mother's mind." Mikan said.
"Which is totally unchangeable. Remember when you asked permission to go to a fashion show, she didn't let you." Nonoko said joining the conversation.
"Yeah. She said, 'I won't let you enrich that nonsense of yours. It'll be a waste of time. So instead of your whims take over what you should do, you should focus on taking up business courses in college'. I hate her so much. Why does she have to be so controlling. Dad's okay with what I want to do. Why can't she do the same?" Mikan said, then crumpled the paper, where she sketched her design and threw it outside the window.
"But you're dad always follow what your mother says. Too much love. Blek!" Nonoko said as she imitateda barfing sound, also joining the conversation. "I don't know what it is with adults and their so-called love." She said with dryly.
The 4 of them were not paying attention to what their classmates are doing.
"Does that include, me attending this school? No matter how much I like it here, with you guys here with me and my Uncle watching over me, I still thinks she wants me to follow every word she says. What's wrong with these people?" Mikan asked the 3 of them. "I mean, look at them. They're all socialites. Members of the creme dela creme of the society. Flaunting how much money they have through theuir coklthes, bags, shoes, jewelries and cars. They're boasting about their family businesses. That one was like she was in a pageant. Are they crazy? Why can't I change schools?" Mikan burst out, but still only audible to the 4 of them.
"You have an advantage for attending a school that your family owns." Hotaru said.
"How about you 3? Why did you choose here?" Mikan asked.
"Mine was to stay in contact with your family." Hotaru said.
"Hotaru, you're so mean." Mikan said then pouted. "But you guys care for me, right?"
"Of course, we do. And our family also. He-He-He." Anna and Nonoko said.
"Aawww. Come on, guys. Don't you care for me?" Mikan asked and made her eyes appear lonely.
"Mikan, you're next." Anna motioned.
"Oh, sure. You are just diverting my attention so that I won't know your answer. Some friends you are. Hmmp!" Mikan crossed her arms and faced out through the window and looked at the birds. When will I be free. If there is any chance any option for me to be free, I'd take it.'Mikan thought.
"Next." Mr. Narumi called out. But nobody stood up to introduce himself/herself. "Uhm, Miss...Miss."
Mikan felt that everyone was staring at her. Glares, meaning she has to intriduce herself fast so that they could gio next, mocking stares, bored stares, and whatever stares there are. Then she felt someone calling to her. "Mikan..Mikan." Anna whispered to her. "Stand up, it's your turn."
"Huh?" Mikan asked, confused. Then she remembered that she was the next to introduce herself. Mikan stood up. She smiled nervously.
"Uhm, yes Miss. Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" Mr. Narumi asked.
"Sir, can I introduce her instead." the girl named Sumire said and stood up without waiting for any response. "Everyone, this is our geeky, nerdy, classmate. No need to know her name, right?" Everyone laughed at Sumire's statement.
Mikan got furious. How dare this girl introduce someone else in such manner. Or humiliate her for that matter. But she must stay composed. "Excuse me, do you have any right to do that kind of insult to someone whom you don't know?" She asked sweetly but her eyes were raging with flame.
"Yes." Sumire said with much conviction. "Of course I can. I'm far more beautiful, far more popular and very much wealthier than you." Then smirked.
"Miss, if you don't want any trouble, stop it." Anna said. The 3 of them: Anna, Nonoko, and Hotaru, knows what Mikan can do if she gets angry.
"What will she do to me? Scare me to death by her lack of sense in fashion?" Sumire laughed. "You 3 got to choose whom to be friends with."
"Really now?" Nonoko said. "I guess we made the right choice not to be friends with someone like you." She raised a condensing brow at the girl Sumire.
"What the-what do you mean by that?" Sumire asked in disbelief.
"It means you are far ruder, have no manners and self-respect. Unlike our friend, she has a heart."
"Okay, girls. There's no need to argue." Mr. Narumi said trying to lessen the thickness of the atmosphere. The 4(Sumire, Anna, Nonoko and Hotaru) sat down. "Now, would you like to introduce yourself?" Mt. Narumi asked Mikan.
"Gladly." She smiled sweetly. "Everyone, I am-" Mikan was cut-off when someone opened the door and in went 4 handsome guys. Every girl in the classroom, well except for the 4 of them, screamed. Mikan covered her ears to lessen the noise she hears.
"It's THEM! Aaaahhh! Kyaaaa! OMG! They're so handsome. They're in our class!" Every girl said the same thing.
"I never thought that this school would even admit students who don't have any fashion sense." Mikan heard a deep voice said. She turned to see a dark haired guy with ruby red eyes who was smirking mockingly at her.
Mikan knew who he was talking about. She was about to say something when the bell rang. "Okay, everyone, class dismissed. Just wait for your next teacher. See ya tomorrow. Be good. Ja!" Then Mr. Narumi hurriedly pranced out the classroom. Then a new teacher came in and just told the class about the rules and regulations of the school. Mikan just sat on her seat and stared in space, thinking about how she can be free.
Next on…BOYISH BRATTY PRINCESS MEETS SNOBBISH PLAYBOY PRINCE…^^
"Jealous my ass, Natsume. You were not supposed to be there. It was supposed to be me and Mochu, ONLY! And we didn't throw that paper at you. Do you see us carrying notebooks?" Koko said.
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"Hey, Nat, you okay?" Mochu asked.
"He's been attracted to the paper." Koko pointed at the paper Natsume was holding.
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Girls wandering around, them squealed and circled around them.
"Girls, take it easy." Koko said as he raised his hands.
"Later girls, we're gonna be late for homeroom" Mochu said. The girls awed in frustration.
"Don't worry, we'll be back." Natsume flashed his perfectly white teeth at the girls and winked his very infamous wink.
The boys are back…what mischief will these four boys be doing now? See ya!^^
NEXT CHAPTER~ Chapter 1: FIRST MEETING (Natsume's POV)
I'm just editing the previous chapters due to some grammar error...:D
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