Chapter One
It's Time
So this is what you meant
When you said that you were spent
And now it's time to dig from the bottom of the pit
Right to the top
Don't hold back
Packing our bags and giving the academy a rain check
_It's Time
By, Imagine Dragons
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I've never been a fan of school, but Alice High School is by far the worst. All schools have their little Hierarchies, their class systems. The pecking order is as follows: The rich kids, the cheerleaders and jocks, the trouble makers, the drama kids, the nerds and geeks, and last of all kids like me, kids without a real label, kids who choose to stay on the sidelines and draw as little attention as possible.
I'm Mikan Sakura, 15 years old. This is my second year in high school, but my first year in Alice High. I was forced to transfer because I was given a new foster home, my fifth. My father died before I was born, and my mother chose alcohol instead of me. I lived with my grandfather for a year, but he died, so I was placed in the "capable" hands of the system. Who still can't seem to get it right. Though, my new family is the best I've had, well, other than the fact that my eight year old foster brother Yoichi Hijiri seems to hate my guts. Mr. and Mrs. Hijiri are ok though. They even gave me my own room.
My first day at Alice High started out okay enough, just the usual, I didn't bother anyone, and they didn't really bother me. Of course there was the usual hassle of having to stand up at the front of each class and say my name, but I had rehearsed that pretty well, things went good, boring but good, until lunch.
"Hey! You're Mikan right?" two girls, one with fluffy pink hair and the other with straight blue hair waved me over to sit by them. I slid in nervously, I had never been very good with people, but these two looked alright.
"Um, yeah, Sakura Mikan, nice to meet you." I smiled a little awkwardly, really just an odd upward mouth twitch.
"Umenomiya Anna." Said the pink haired one with a genuine smile, the blue haired one smiled too.
"I'm Ogasawara Nonoko."
"Can we call you Mikan?" asked Anna. I nodded and smiled, it was good to make friends. I wasn't terribly adept at it, I usually kept to myself, but Anna and Nonoko were sweet, and friendly. We sat and talked over lunch, nothing serious, I was rather enjoying myself until something cold and wet got dumped on my head. I looked up into the smirking face of a rather pretty blonde girl, she dropped her empty soda can (it's contents having been poured on my head.) into my lap.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She said, sarcasm dripping like venom from her tongue.
"My mistake." I shook my head like a dog, spraying her with soda and stood up, smiling just as sarcastically.
"Oh no! I'm sorry, quite reckless of me really." Anna and Nonoko looked at each other with wide eyes. The girl looked absolutely livid. I only smiled wider.
"I'm Sakura Mikan, a pleasure I'm sure." The girl pulled back her perfectly painted lips into an ugly snarl.
"Koizumi Luna."