UNKNOWN IDENTITY
Chapter 1
People sometimes ask me to describe myself or to tell them a bit about myself especially in school assignments or introducing yourself as the new kid in class. I have always known the question would pop up somewhere, yet I never really was able to describe who I am or be prepared. I seem to black out and not really know what to say. Should I make up some things about me to make me an interesting character? Or should I just say my name and age and figure out everything from there. I remember when I was in 5th grade our English teacher asked the class to write a short paragraph about ourselves for homework. THAT WAS THE LONGEST PIECE OF HOMEWORK I HAVE EVER DONE. I spent 3 hours thinking about what to write other than my marvellous name and age. Piece of art right there. I seem to always be the only one that doesn't know how to describe me. When I do think about it who am I? I am just one in a 6 billion populated planet! What makes me special at all?
Somewhere in Tokyo Japan…
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The condo seemed to be surrounded with that horrible noise that just LOVES to wake people up….well you can't blame it…..it is an alarm clock.
The beeping of the alarm clock actually was going off 15 min before. Whoever who is not shutting that alarm clock up is pretty late. Let us go to the location of the alarm clock shall we?
Clothes, laptop, unidentified moving object…it appears to be on a bed covered by a lot of sheets. A hand appears trying or making an effort of shutting the alarm. Finally emerges a girl about 14 – 15 eesh with a dreamy expression on. That all changed when she glanced at the alarm clock.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Hitoyaka Elementary school.
"Alright class, let's check the attendance. Alright Hiyo chan"
"Hai"
Pant Pant
"Suki chan"
"Hai"
"Yuri san"
"Here"
"NO I can't be late again."
"Yukio san"
"Here"
"Rin"
"Here"
"Shin san"
"Here"
"Mikan chan"
…
"Sakura Mikan chan?" the teacher repeated.
"IM HEREEEEEEEEEEEEEE, DON'T START CLASS WITHOUT ME IM HEREEEEEEE!" Mikan entered panting.
The class sweat dropped and the teacher sighed to Mikans typical behavior.
"So what's the excuse this time Mikan?" asked the teacher amused.
"Uhhh well I went to sleep late and had a dream that gummie bears were attacking me and then this one gummy bear just really was so annoying so I well I ….i ate him but I was soooooooo hungry and I do feel bad and.."
"Mikan" the teacher rubbed her temples and continued "how many times have you been tardy? You're just lucky I was substituting for Jinno or he would have given you detention. Take your seat." The teacher called Kate lectured.
"Sorry and thanks." Mikan energetically said.
"you haven't handed an application to which high school you are planning to go to" the teacher said.
"I don't know which one is best for me." Mikan said.
She took her seat and looked at the empty seat beside her. The teacher began the lesson and everyone started jotting down notes whereas the usually cheerful brunette had a sad expression on.
"Hotaru…"
Next class was Jinno sensei's
"MIKAN! How many times do I have to repeat? You put the x here and substitute this variable here!"
Mikan looked at the equation with a very hard thinking face. She hoped that with a very hard thinking face on he might leave her be but Jinno had called on her. Pure luck…
She was trying very hard to understand the very simple equation which looked like a ginormous university question.
"Oh god." Jinno then took a giant long ruler and pointed the ruler at her.
"There is an idiot at the end of this ruler"
Mikan felt her blood boiling. No way was she going to stand for this.
"Oh really…which end?"mikan replied. She knew she was a goner and her grandpa will yell at her for getting detention… again. But Jinno's face was priceless.
"Why are you talking back to me?"
"….thats kind of how communication works." Mikan smirked.
"SAKURAAAAAAAAAAAAA DETENTION!"
LUNCH TIME.
The brunette was eating her lunch with her friends who seemed very worried about her. The brunette was usually cheerful and wouldn't stop blabbing.
"Mikan chan are you okay?" a worried friend asked.
"Yeah you seem down today."another friend remarked.
"Ehh….really im so sorry…it's nothing really."the brunette smiled sheepishly.
Just at that moment a boy with grayish hair and bnlue eyes walked to their table.
"uh…Sakura san…..will you accept my feelings for you?" the boy fidgeted nervously.
"Im sorry but I think I am too young to go out, I don't think I am ready yet and I think you could do much better than me and you are so kind and nice that I bet a lot of girls like you but I can't accept for now. Let's be very good friends though."Mikan replied with a bright smile on her face that would make anyone's heart melt away.
Mikan never understood why she got a lot of confessions and why girls always seemed to bully her since she was young. She looked at herself as an ordinary person. She had bright brown chocolate eyes, fair skin, long brown hair to her waist and a tall but slim figure. She seemed to look at herself as ordinary when in reality even her friends envied is why after those constant bulling antics when she was young she studied judo and karate. She wanted to be able to stand up for herself and not depend on hotaru. Hotaruuu she thought.
Hotaru left for a new school when they were in 6th grade, 2 years ago. Hotaru was her best friend and still is. Mikan would always remember her genius best friend who could build anything from almost anything especially her genius invention the baka gun. It's used to hit idiots who would be defined as Mikan. Hotaru didn't say a word when she left which left Mikan extremely sad. 'We are best friends aren't we?' Mikan never even got a clue to what stupid school took her. All she ever got from hotaru after that was a post card.
As Mikan was reminiscing about her best friend, school had apparently ended and her detention class.
MIKAN'S POV
Mikan was walking home when a bunch of middle aged men surrounded her.
"Awww cutey where do you live?"one of the men asked.
"With my granpa." I said with a cheerful voice.
"Ohhh where does you grandpa live?"
"With me" I said it with an obvious tone.
The man's eye twitched and asked "Where do both of you live?"
"Oh next to my neighbour's house" I replied cheerfully.
"WHERE is your neighbour's house located?"
"If I tell you…..you wouldn't believe me" I whispered.
"TELL US!"
"Next to my house" I whispered.
"…"
At the end they decided to leave me alone I think. They tried to grab me but failed. I did not do anything at all. They just couldn't seem to touch me. Oh well. I just started making my way back to my condo unit.
When I entered I saw my grandpa on the couch yelling at the TV.
"GRANDPAAAAAAAAAAAA" I rushed to him.
He hugged me and then smacked me on my head.
"Owww what was that for?" I asked.
"You slept in didn't you?"
"Well I love my sleep! Sleep is like a time machine to breakfast!"
"…"
"Anyway did you make it home safely Mikan?"
"No I died a few times." I reply.
"Okay then how was your math lesson."
My face darkened. "pshhhh it was so easy."
"If it was easy for you then you probably were doing it wrong" grandpa said.
"Thanks gramps." I replied sarcastically.
My grandpa went back to yelling at toilet paper commercial. I always wonder why people make commercials for toilet paper. I mean who does not buy toilet paper?My weird thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on my door.
That was weird…. I never have guests over. I went and opened the door, revealing men with black suits. I mentally started thinking of things I may have done wrong because these guys looked scary but composed. Scary because they just stared at me. Grandpa came to the rescue asking them what business they have here. I went to my room. After about an hour or so I hear grandpa calling me out and I see that the men in black have not left yet.
"Mikan you're going to Alice academy." Grandpa said.
"What? Isn't it that super rich people school and super-duper smart school?"
"Apparently…I still don't understand why you would want her" Gramps pointed at me. "I mean she is not a genius. Neither are we rich enough to send her there."
"Thanks grandpa" I sarcastically replied.
"Alice Academy is highly misunderstood. But that is all that I can say for now. I'm sorry" one of the men said.
"I refuse" I said confidently daring the men.
"Tuition is free for her and everything else shall be prepared but you have no say in whether or not you want to go. You have no choice." One of the men said.
"People who get in the academy are stuck there until graduation. You may visit her monthly. "One of the men said.
"WHAT?" I don't want to be away from grandpa! I have no one then! I don't know who my parents are and now all of a sudden I am accepted to the most prestigious school in JAPAN?
Questions are running through my mind WHY? I don't have a choice? WHY? WHY ME? I am ordinary.