Hey!
This is my new story, hope you like it! :) It's a teeny weeny little bit like Stick It (a gymnastics movie, it's great and funny ;) watch it if you want) I chose this because I like the movie and it is a good plot, if I do say so myself, and I also do gymnastics.
Summary: Mikan was formerly known as a gymnast, but something happened when she was 13, so she quit. Now, 3 years later, she does mountain biking, which she has been caught for quite a few times because she was on private ground. So having a record, she appears in front of the court when she was, once again, caught while biking on private ground. The judge made an offer and she had to chose. Just read if you want to know what happens after that, because if I tell you, then there's no fun, right? ;)
The italic parts without these signs '…' are comments from Mikan. I'm not writing them as thoughts, because they're not exactly thoughts. You'll get it when you read the story.
Well, here's the first chapter. By the way, this story is in America, but they do have uniforms
Chapter 1 'Caught and Convicted'
It was a beautiful Friday morning in a nice little village and most of the people were still sleeping, since the school had a day off, but you could see 3 people biking on the street like they owned it. One of them was standing on his saddle while driving on one wheel, showing off his skills. They all had some hoodies on along with some baggy pairs of jeans. One boy had his red hood down and he had blond spiky hair and some dark brown eyes, wearing a sexy grin. Another one had a cap and his dark blue hood up, although you could still see his face. He also had blond hair, but his hair was cut in a beach boy style. He had light brown eyes. You couldn't see the last one, since the person was wearing a black hood over his eyes, covering his whole face and hair.
"Oi, Koko, where are we going today?" The boy with the blue hoodie yelled to Koko, the one who was wearing a red hoodie.
"Don't know, our dude here said we're going to some house under construction," Koko yelled back to his friend, Kitsuneme. But everyone called him Kitsu. They did some other tricks while biking until they arrived at the house. They stepped off their bikes and picked them up, walking up a sand mountain. They arrived in the garden where all sorts of construction pieces stood, there also was an empty pool.
"Awesome! A pool!" Kitsu yelled, and biked down the mountain. The other two laughed at him and Koko followed, also driving down the sand mountain and biking into the pool. He biked down a little shelf, did tricks on the pool's stairs and some other things. Three other boys appeared with skateboards and looked at them from the edge of the pool. He spitted in it and Koko and his mates looked up at him.
"Hey, this is our place, bro," Kitsu said to the boy who was standing at the front. "This is not on your level, anyway,"
"Get out," The boy with the skateboard said as he lifted his arms a little bit.
"It's just an empty pool, and it isn't yours," Koko drawled.
"But it's the deepest around," The guy retorted, looking at his friends who nodded.
"You're not that good!" Koko said to him. The guy just looked at him and pointed to the roof of the house with his skateboard. All the while, the person with the black hoodie was just observing them from the top of the sand mountain.
"Off this roof, onto the slide, and into the pool. Stage," The guy said. The unknown person and he walked into the house via an open window and ran up the flight of stairs. As they both arrived at the top of their house, they looked down and saw the others yelling things.
"Come on, dude! You can do it!" Koko and Kitsu yelled.
"Hey, let me use your phone," Koko nudged Kitsu.
"Why? They're gonna be done by the time anyone gets here," Kitsu said as he handed over his phone to Koko.
"I'm not gonna call anyone," Koko said as he flipped the phone open, and pointed it's camera to the roof, "Let's take some shots of the blood," He said and grinned.
First the guy with the skateboard went down the roof, skating over some shelves and ladders, and eventually he came to the slide. He went down and came into the pool. He skated on and wanted to fly into the air and land again at the end of the pool, but his position wasn't good, so his skateboard flew up and he fell down. The others laughed at him and they all looked up, waiting for the next one to come down. "Go!" they yelled. The person bit his underlip and went down. He skipped on the handles of the ladder and biked down the shelves. He jumped up and turned in the air, landing on the slide. He went down and biked into the pool. He came to the far end and the bike went up, along with it's person. He went down and landed safely. He turned his bike around while driving and drove up a shelf. He jumped into the air and came in contact with a large window. The glass broke and the bike hit a piano and the biker got thrown over the piano, making a somersault in the air and hit the ground with his back. Koko and Kitsu came running towards the person and took his bike to him. He shook the glass off of him and took his bike from Koko. Kitsu ran towards the front door and opened it. Suddenly the alarm went off.
"Shit!" Kitsu yelled and he biked out of the door with Koko. The other boys were already gone as soon as they heard the alarm. The unknown person cursed and biked away. You could hear police sirens in the coming towards the house. He threw his bike in a bush and ran into a small alley, pulling the hoodie over his head, revealing long auburn hair almost 'till the waist and big chocolate brown eyes. The girl scowled and mentally cursed Kitsu. She ran on and also took off her red shirt and wrist sweatbands. She was running in a black t-shirt now. She turned a corner and saw the police, she turned around and took another corner. This wasn't the first time I've made out with law enforcement. We kinda have this ongoing flotation. We have been on some dates, broken up, got back together. But, honestly, until now, I haven't been ready for anything steady. She came on a normal road again, with the police driving behind her as she walked down the pavement.
"You're pushing it, Mikan," a woman's voice said over the speaker of a police car. Mikan sighed and looked up. But, you know, people change. And Mikan began running, the police cars chasing her. And I felt like, maybe I was ready for a more serious... courtship.
Meet the court.
"It looks about 14.000 dollar damage, ma'am," A female red-head police officer said to the judge, looking at Mikan for a second.
"Mikan," The old judge said to her, "I can assure you that your deeds aren't as fun as they sound," The old woman looked at her sternly, "So we're going to give you one more chance. Your father is willing to subsidize two options-"
"I'll take her, your honor," Her mother, Yuka, said, looking desperate.
Mikan's dad , Yukihara, glared at her, "Over my dead body. You ruined her, remember?"
"The Texas military academy, or a school called GSA," Mikan looked up surprised and turned to her dad angrily. Her mother did so, too.
"Are you crazy?!" Her mom yelled at him. "This is not OK! GSA?!" Yuka looked at her ex-husband inrediciously. "Let me have custody, your honor,"
"Yuka!" Yukihara warned.
"Alright, now stop this, both of you," the judge said to the two bickering adults, and turned to Mikan. "Mikan, I leave it to you to decide. Where would you like to go?"
Mikan looked at her for a second and answered, "Texas military academy, your honor,"
"GSA it is," and the judge wrote down GSA on her paper.
"What?" Mikan couldn't believe what the judge just did. Meet my worst nightmare.
Her parents walked out the court room, while her mom was yelling things to her dad like 'GSA?! Yukihara, don't do this to her," Mikan just looked at them walking away. 'Holy shit' she thought.
Mikan sat in her lawyers car and they stopped in front of her house. The kind woman turned to her and spoke, "So, it's about a three hour drive. Take as much time as you need," Mikan just looked at her and stepped out of the car, walking into her house. She walked directly to her room and began taking her stuff. Her room was painted blue and very messy. There were gymnastics posters everywhere, but they were painted over with a black marker. So now all the gymnasts had mustaches and ugly faces. Everything was covered with graffiti. She also had a lot of skater stuff and gymnastics awards. She walked to her cabinet and took out most of her clothes. She stuffed them into a suitcase and closed it. She also went to search for her phone, camera, iPod and some other stuff. She tried to find it, but couldn't. her Her dad walked in and looked at her.
Mikan turned to him and lifted her arms up questioningly, "Where's my shit?"
He walked to a corner, took a bag and threw it on her pink and black bed. "There,"
"So, what? You're just dumping me?! Huh?! Just giving up and not even talking to me?!" Mikan took the bag off the bed and threw it over her shoulder.
"You're the one who gave up, Mikan. I guess you learned that from your mom,"
Mikan turned to him angrily, "Don't send me to GSA,"
Yukihara walked to her, "Then what do you think I should do, huh?" Yukihara looked at her sadly.
Mikan sighed and walked to the door.
"I don't know what to do with you!" Her father said, sitting down on her bed. Mikan stopped in the door opening. He sighed, "You used to be such a good kid," Mikan turned to him, "That's so interesting. You used to be a good dad," She shrugged, "Guess we're even. Goodbye," And with that, Mikan left.
Mikan and her lawyer stopped for a red light when Koko and Kitsu stopped at each side of the car with their bikes. "Hey, mi-chi, Thanks for not sayin' our names. Where're you goin'?" Kitsu asked. "Yeah, where are you going?" Koko asked too. Mikan scowled and answered. "GSA," The guys whoo-ed and the light turned green. "We have to go, guys," Mikan's lawyer said to them. "Wait, wait. Mi-chi. We'll come to that school, too. Just wait up a week, 'kay?" Koko said to her. Mikan smiled, "Thanks, guys. I'll do that," And the car drove away. The boys yelled see you later and Mikan waved one more time.
Mikan kicked the doors of the gymnastics hall open. She had already picked up her timetable and dropped her stuff off at her dorm room. It was just an average dorm. White walls, a bed that was in between a double and a single bed, a desk, a cabinet, a bathroom, a living room and a kitchen. She will have to share those last three. She has three other roommates, but since it was Saturday and everyone was training, no one was there.
Well let me explain what GSA is. GSA means Gakuen sports academy. It's a school for students that do sports professionally, and some just do it for fun, although they still want to make it. It supports the students in all ways. They have professional trainers, the right equipment, and money. All the competitions were on the weekends, so it didn't affect your school work.
So, Mikan kicked open the doors and looked inside and saw some old equipment set up. "Anybody home? Anybody care?" Mikan threw her arms up lazily.
A man, who was probably in his fifties, was walking up the steps to the vault running lane and stopped when he reached the top. He looked at the hall and looked satisfied to see that all his gymnasts were doing their best training. The front door opened and revealed Mikan in her loose pants that were reaching past her knees, her oversized yellow hoodie, sneakers and her cap. She walked in and looked around, scrunching up her nose. GSA, there's only one thing worse than having no control over your life. It's being forced to live with people who hate you. And I was suddenly in the middle of an 'I hate you' group. Meet the leader.
"Ladies, read my mind. Read my mind, ladies." The man said. Vick Houston used to be the best trainer around the Mississippi. That is, until his gym started to produce more injuries than champions. We've never met, and I've been hoping to keep it that way.
"Ladies, read my mind. It says relax and focus," Vick said, he turned around and saw Mikan, "Ah, join us," He moved his hand towards himself and the girls that were practicing behind him.
"What is she doing here?" A girl with green hair just above the shoulders asked, while she was standing on the beam in her fleece shorts and sleeveless top. Sumire Shouda, 16 years old, four time national team member, five time national Mikan-hater.Vick whistled and motioned me to come to him. Why all the hate? Mikan walked towards him. Well, when you walk out of worlds and lose team USA's chance on winning gold, it's not personal. It's national. Mikan walked up the little stairs towards the vault with her head bend down, while almost everyone was glaring at her. And in the world of gymnastics... Mikan walked towards Vick. Hating me was practically a sport.
"Everyone, Mikan Sakura," Vick said, while putting his jacket off, "Has very graciously come out of retirement, to join us. Being out of shape isn't funny, no making fun of her. Get dressed, Mikan,"
Mikan looked at him, "Yeah... Uhh... I accidentallyburned all my leotards last year," she smiled. "Hoped this is okay," as she pointed to her clothes.
"Have you warmed up?" Vick asked.
"What? To you? No," Mikan said.
"Stretch and join the vault rotation. Let's see what you're at," He said and walked towards the right side of the vault, waiting for her performance. Mikan walked towards the front of the running lane and took off her hoodie, only wearing a green t-shirt. She shook her arms and legs loose as a girl with pink hair and blue eyes, named Anna, also 16, asked her what she's going to do. "I'm going for a butt-o-hara," she answered and grinned at Anna. "You mean a sugohara?" Anna said. "No, I mean a butt-o-hara," Mikan said and did some weird movements she called a warming up. Then she began running towards the vault with her arms shaking loosely at her sides, she jumped on the board and placed her arms on the vault, as if she was going to do a cartwheel. But she suddenly turned her body and landed with her butt on top of the vault and threw her arms straight up and said "Ping!"
Vick sighed and looked at her. Mikan sighed, too, and jumped off the vault, walking towards Vick. "I know, the landing was a little off,"
"Oh, no," Vick said. "Take a seat, you need to take up your run a little bit," he said and slapped the side of the running lane. Mikan sat down. "I think I can help you with that," And he pointed towards another trainer, who was in his late twenties and then he pointed to her. John, the trainer, nodded and walked towards them. He took Mikan's legs and swung her over his shoulder. "Don't you dare fart," She warned.
They arrived at the old gym hall where all the old equipment stood.
"Arghh! Put me down, Shrek!" Mikan ordered.
They walked towards the two beams as Vick said something, "This isn't the real world, this is my world. You don't have to like me or like it here, but you have to respect it," John threw her down on one of the mats.
"Respect?" Mikan laughed, "Is this how you respect people? Throw them over your shoulder and violate their personal space?" Mikan stuck up her thumb and sat down on the beam on the opposite of Vick.
"Oooh, goodie," Vick said, chewing some gum, " I heard you were like this, I'm so glad it's true," Vick said and hopped off the beam, standing in front of Mikan.
"I'm sorry, what did you say about your respect?" Mikan asked.
"We have rules. We have rules for training," Vick said, elaborating the word rules. "And the reason that we have rules, and coaches, is because this is gymnastics," Mikan pretended as if she was Vick, miming his words. "Hey!" Vick slapped her cap off her head. Mikan looked at him, not believing he just slapped her precious cap off. Mikan sighed, "That was rude," she said in a soft voice. "While danger and risks is what we do, Mikan. It's calculated. It can't be calculated if you don't respect the rules. It's the laws," Vick continued. Mikan rolled her eyes and breathed out a deep sigh. Vick looked at her amusingly and placed his hands underneath her knees, pushing her off the beam.
"Argh!" Mikan yelled as she stood up.
"The laws of gravity, for instance," Vick said and leaned his arms on the beam.
"Okay," Mikan said angrily, "What's your point?"
"Well," Vick started, "I want you to be back here tomorrow morning at 10 A.M., ready to train. Or we can call the judge and you can go to jail," Mikan shook her head reluctantly and attempted to walk away.
"Hey," Vick grabbed her arm, "You decide," he pointed at her. Mikan just looked at him and walked away while saying 'Don't expect me to train,' "And lose the hat tomorrow," Vick said, half smiling. "Lose the talk," Mikan retorted and walked out.
As Mikan was walking towards the dormitories, she looked up at the sky. The weather was nice, maybe she was going for a run later today. She walked through the doors of the dormitory and bumped into someone. She flew a bit backwards, but was able to stand up straight. "Hey!" Mikan yelled, "Watch your stinking eyes!" She glared at the guy. He was beautiful. He had deep, crimson eyes and shining raven hair, Mikan just glared at him some more and walked towards her dorm room, expecting to see her roommates there. She opened the door with her key and walked in. As soon as she closed the door and saw two girls sitting on the couch, looking TV.
"Hi," Mikan simply held up her hand. The girls look behind them and saw Mikan. One of the girls had short raven hair that went just below her chin and crimson eyes. She resembled someone, but Mikan couldn't quite get the finger on it. The other girl had long midnight blue straight hair that went to her middle, she also had a pair of dark blue eyes to match. Both of the girls smiled and stood up, walking towards her.
The girl with the short raven hair held out her hand and introduced herself, "Hi! Nice to meet you! My name is Aoi Hyuuga and I'm just turned sixteen!" She smiled cutely at Mikan. Mikan just nodded and shook her hand.
The other girl held out her hand, too, "Hello! My name is Nonoko Ogasawara. Pleased to meet you!" Mikan nodded once again and shook her hand, too. Mikan decided to speak up too and ask them something.
"So, what kind of sports do you play?" Mikan asked, plopping down on the couch.
"Well," Nonoko started, "I do gymnastics," Mikan looked at Aoi, expecting an answer from her, too. "I do ballet," She said. Mikan scrunched up her face but still smiled a little smile at her.
"And what do you do?" Aoi asked her, while Nonoko already knew the answer. She saw Mikan today, after all. "I do gym-nasty-ics," Mikan told them. Aoi and Nonoko laughed.
"Why do you do it when you don't like it?" Nonoko wondered.
"I used to like, until something happened. After that, I went mountain biking. But since I got caught a lot of times because of biking on private ground and stuff like that, I'm forced to go here and do it," Mikan explained. "But, I'm going to take a shower. Bye," and Mikan waved her hand at them. Aoi and Nonoko giggled to each other. This girl was funny. They wondered which class she was in. And she hasn't met their other roommate yet! Well, that'll come later. She's not here yet, anyway.
Mikan was walking to the bathroom, when she tripped over something. "What the fuck?!" She said and looked down, seeing an alarm clock on the ground. "Whose shit is this?" She asked herself and walked on. She stepped into the bathroom and opened the faucet, letting hot water stream out. She stripped down her clothes and stepped into the shower. After 10 minutes, she came out and changed in her clothes again. She walked out of the bathroom with a towel in her hair. She heard the TV was still on in the living room, she also heard more than two voices. Mikan walked to her room and took some other clothes, since she was going for a run later in the evening. She was now wearing dark blue sweatpants with a grey sports bra, but since they had some guests, she just put on a cardigan which was a lighter shade of dark blue. She made a loose bun and stalked out of the room, not even looking in the mirror if she looked presentable. She made her way to the living room, and was a little surprised that there were actually guys in the room, and another girl. Mikan looked at the girl and recognized her as the girl who asked her what jump she was performing at the vault.
"Yo, Anna," Mikan nodded at her, before she sat down on the couch lazily.
"Hey! You're Mikan, the one who did the butt-o-hara! I'm your other roommate. Nice to meet you!" Anna smiled. Mikan nodded again and looked at the guys, indicating Anna to introduce her to them. "Oh, sorry. Guys, this is Mikan Sakura, the newest member of the GSA gymnastics team. Mikan, this is Yuu, Natsume and Ruka," Anna introduced.
"Hello, my name is Yuu Tobita. I'm into baseball," A boy with glasses and dirty blond hair said. (Yeah, I know, weird XD. Yuu and baseball.... -_-')
""My name's Ruka Nogi, pleased to meet you. I do the soccer," A blond boy with cerulean eyes introduced himself.
"Natsume Hyuuga, soccer," The last boy said, he was pretty tall and lean and he had some gorgeous pair of crimson eyes that went along perfectly with his soft raven hair. "Hey," Mikan pointed at him, "You're the guy that couldn't look out of his stinkin' eyes, aren't 'ya?" Natsume nodded. Well, these people aren't the best ones you can get. But it'll have to do, I guess.
Mikan looked TV for some more minutes, as the others were talking. Mikan stood up and walked out of their dorm, grabbing her iPod and said, "I'm going to run for a while,". She came outside and began jogging under the trees. This way she could see some bit of this fucking school, too. She jogged around for half an hour now, and she came to the conclusion that this school was far too big for it's own good. People could get lost her, you know! But, it's not like Mikan cared. She decided she's seen enough and ran back to her dorm room. She opened the door and noticed all the lights were out, everyone was probably sleeping already. Mikan went to her room, too and went to sleep. She hoped she wasn't getting into too much trouble.
But, since the third and unseen genre is drama, we know that's not gonna happen. She in for loads of trouble. Good luck, Mikan. You'll need it.
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Well, that was the first chapter. It'll be shorter than the later chapters, so don't worry. It'll take a month or so to update, though. But I'll try sooner! Let me know what you think. I hope I'll be getting loads of positive reviews, otherwise I won't be motivated and it will take me less time to update. Anonymous reviews accepted!
Big Kiss from yours truly, Hitomi-chan =3