Crash and Burn: The Story of Love or Hate – Gakuen Alice

A/N: Hey, thanks for reading! This is my… third Gakuen Alice! Hope it's good! Read and Review, I want at least five reviews to continue!

((Mikan Sakura, a tomboy who was just singing at school one day was suddenly pulled into a band and a whole lot of drama. And when she meets our favorite, arrogant rich boy, can he change her into a girl and teach her love? Ha, slim chance. NxM))

Chapter One: In My High School

We laugh, we cry;
We fall, we fly.
Sometimes we wonder why we're even here.
We pass, we fail;
An' only time will tell,
If we'll ever make it through these teenage years.

-In My High School

By: Larsen Blaine-

All I've ever wanted was my mom and dad to come back to life. I guess that is too much to ask though, since it's been over fourteen years ago that 

they died, and really I can't imagine them coming back.

Every year on my birthday, as I blow out the candles on my cake, I wish that my father and mother will appear, if only for a day. If anyone asked my dreams for the future I would say having my mother and father together in a house, and living as a family. As it is, I don't believe it is possible or will ever be.

My name is Mikan Sakura, and I am just an average seventeen year old girl. Well, besides the fact that I have no father or mother, I have no use for make-up or dresses, and I have no care for education.

Some may wonder why a teenage girl wouldn't like dresses or make-up. The answer is simple; I'm a tomboy and will always be. I have no interest in guys or make-up, and you could pay me one million dollars but I still would not wear anything with frills. But I would take the money up front, so go ahead and have it ready.

I probably wouldn't have any problem with frills along with dresses, make-up, and boys, if it wouldn't have been for that day. After all, I used to be the most girly girl in the universe… yes; I used to be… until my father murdered my mother and then… he killed himself. I still 

remember every detail perfectly, even though I was so young, only three actually…

Flashback

It was a humid summer night, and I could hear yells that were coming from down the stairs of the old two story apartment building.

I had been awakened from my slumber by loud shouts and the breaking of glass. My throat was dry as I crept down the stairs to see the cause of all the noise.

If I had know what I would see, I would have ever know what sight I 

would soon see, I would have stayed in my room and gone back to sleep.

I snuck into the living room where I saw my dad and mom, arguing. I went unnoticed as I hid behind a small couch.

I didn't understand what my parents were yelling about, so I just watched as my dad picked up a lamp. My eyes widened as he threw it at my mom, and she fell to the ground.

I think my heart stopped as my dad pulled out his pocket knife and inched closer the my mom. He just smiled at he plunged it into her heart over and over again. I layed under the couch, trembling in fear. I regret not doing 

anything like getting up and stopping him, but I was stupid, weak, a child, what could I do.

My dad suddenly cut his neck with his own knife. Tears spilled from my eyes as blood spilled from his neck. Why? Why was he doing this, why had he killed my mom…why? We were once a happy family, I had thought we still were, but I was wrong.

I jumped out from under the couch after a minute.

"Why are you killing mommy, daddy, why did you kill you?" I asked, tears still falling.

"I… love you, Mikan." Dad said, and fell down. To me everything seemed to happen in slow motion, as I picked up the home phone and punched in the numbers 9-1-1.

The next thing I knew I heard police sirens, and then I was with my aunt and uncle.

End of Flashback

If only I had stopped my dad that day, then I would have a mother and a father, and we would be living happily in that apartment. And I wouldn't be living in the crowded city, blaming myself for my parent's deaths. If only, if only, if only.

"Mikan, come on! Get up, get ready for school!" My uncle yelled from the kitchen. Man, I'm already up and ready, why does he have to be so annoying.

"I'm up!" I hollered down that stairs, sliding on the only piece of jewelry I owned, my mom's locket.

"Try not to be late to school on your first day!" I heard my aunt shout.

"I'm coming." I said, grabbing my mp3 player and throwing my black skull jacket on, despite the fact that it was about 80 degrees outside. Call me crazy… because I am.

I slowly made my way down stairs, yawning silently. I grabbed a piece of toast and walked out the door, turning on my mp3 to the first song, which was 4ever by the Veronicas.

…

"Okay class, stand and introduce yourselves." My new homeroom teacher said, telling a girl in the front right corner to go first.

She had midnight blue hair and orbs. She was beautiful, yet she was anything but girly. How do I know this? Her appearance, like me she had decided against wearing the school uniform. She had no blemishes or anything, and no make up on. It looked as though anything she owned would be frill-free, my kind of person.

"My name is Nonoko Ogasawara, I'm seventeen years old and hate player boys. I have lived here all my life. I am a tomboy and that is all I really feel like saying." She said, sitting down. She would definitely be a good friend for me. I love her attitude!

The teacher pointed to me, as I was beside Nonoko. I stood, and brushed imaginary dust off my pants.

"I am Mikan Sakura, seventeen. Just because I have a girly name doesn't mean I am the least bit girly. I just transferred to this school." I said, and then sat back down. A few boys had hearts in there eyes, others looked at me disgusted.

"Next." The teacher said, pointing to my left. I turned to a girl with bubble-gum pink hair, dressed in the boy's school uniform.

"Nice to meet'cha. I am Anna Umenomiya, and it looks like everyone on the first row is a tomboy. I am seventeen, and have been at the high school since freshmen year. Oh, and I like my hair so if you intend on annoying me about it, go to hell." Anna said, and sat down smiling. The teacher pointed to a girl with raven, shoulder length hair and purple orbs.

"Imai Hotaru, seventeen." The girl said, and sat down. That was short, unsweet, and to the point. Next was a boy with blonde hair and shocking blue orbs.

"My name is Ruka Nogi, I am seventeen, almost eighteen. I have lived in this town my entire life." The boy said, giving a charming smile. Girls swooned at the sight of the handsome teen. Typical.

The next teen to stand up had spiked blonde hair and plain blue eyes. "I am Kokoro Yome, call me Koko for short. I'm seventeen, and single." He said, and winked. Pig! Girls practically drooled at the sight of him.

"I am Yuu Tobita, seventeen years old. I have lived here since I was five, nice to meet you." A boy with white-blond hair and glasses at the edge of his nose said. He sat down and another boy stood.

This one had raven-blue hair, and an emotionless expression. He had garnet orbs, glaring at everyone he told who he was. "Natsume Hyuuga, seventeen."

And then all the unimportant people introduced themselves.