Hey! So this is my comeback for how many many days? Months? Seconds? Hours? Whatever. So this is it again a new one and my dream. A GA fanfic and so this is it (even though I already have one but it's so poor with reviews so I really don't know if I have to count it) ! I hope my writing skills will be better this time around, hehe. So please READ and REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I am just going to say this once since this story is concluded as ONLY ONE even though it has chapters inside. I do not own Gakuen Alice. It is rightfully owned by Higuchi Tachibana.

CHAPTER ONE

A Start Not Too Gently

I opened my eyes only to find a poster of a well known artist on my ceiling. She's a very beautiful lady with skin as white as snow, eyes as blue as ice, lips as red as a rose and hair as golden as a sun. She's Taylor Swift in short and I am a fan of her, not an obsessed one but someone who respects her much.

I sat upright on my bed and let my eyes travel around my room. It was just a cozy one and the typical type with one bed, a table where I stuck up all of my things and a little table near my bed where my alarm clock has settled which always fail to wake me up every morning… just like today for example.

I decided to set my phone's alarm up but my mom would always wake me up before it rings so I just let my human alarm clock to wake me up every morning to go to school. And surprisingly, it is the only alarm clock of mine that worked after all this years. Geez… things now are becoming useless.

I stood up, fixed my bed (which I really hate to do every morning) and made my way to the bathroom to wash my face up and to brush my teeth also… morning breath sucks if you know what I mean, you will lose all of the confidence you have inside you or in simpler words, you will disable your mouth from saying good morning to the rest of the household.

Yeah right… and I hate it if I didn't tell my mom, dad or anyone in the family a morning greeting even just a simple hey. But I would sometimes forget it when bad things would happen to start my day.

Sniff… sniff…

Wait… that smell seems familiar. I made my way out of the bathroom and went downstairs to the dining room where I found my mom and dad sitting parallel to each other laughing at some kind of news they have brought up. This day is a normal day for me, I exited my bedroom and enter the bathroom and then go to the dining room where I would see my mom and dad exchanging information from each other then I will eat then I will go up again to fix myself ready to school, go to school then come back later on and repeat the cycle the next day again.

You know, if you already know the drill of your life… it would become so boring, and if you are bored to your life already you will become hopeless. Seeing that you know already what is your life made up makes you feel worthless, nothing comes up anymore and so you will just wait for your death.

I let myself be seated to a seat two chairs away from my mom. Oh yeah, her name's Serina Sakura and my dad's name is Narumi Sakura. I sighed and grabbed the plate before me together with a spoon and a fork. So this is why the smell seems familiar… it's one of my favorites every breakfast. I served myself some food before me and started to eat it.

"So how's school?" my mom suddenly asked.

School? What about school? You're worried about my school? Well it's doing fine.

"It's fine." I answered back but if she's talking about how I was doing at school… it's… good. Yeah, good. Just good.

"So have you already decided on what course are you going to get on college?" she asked me again.

Course? I looked at her with confused face. I am still a high school student mom, why do you ask me a question like that? But oh well, it's actually better that I have my mind set on to what course I would like to get so that it would be easier for me to accept it if the time comes.

I wanted to get AB English as my course. I wanted to teach students but strictly only from Nursery to Grade 2 or 3, I noticed that I have the urge to teach while looking at their cute, lovable, innocent faces and I think that I am a suitable teacher to those kind of ages since I only scold people rarely and in that manner I could think that they would also like me as their teacher, just kidding but seriously I wanted to become a teacher.

"Medical Technologist." I answered bluntly. Oh great! Just great! My whole body is betraying me again! Sucks to be you and I hope you will just rot just as how I will expect you to be!

"Oh, really?" my mom sighed and drank her coffee. Is there something wrong with me or my dad is just unusually silent today? I just hope nothing's wrong with him today.

"That's what you wanted right?" I said continuing to eat my breakfast.

"Mikan…"

Oh yeah, didn't I told you what my name is? My name's Mikan, Mikan Sakura. Fifteen years old and now currently a high school student at Alice Academy, the only school in our place who contains high standards against students and you will just be either lucky or unexpectedly smart if you pass the school's entrance exam. As for me… I don't want to comment about it but there's a feeling that either of the two would fit for it because I really didn't review on the first exam and I passed and that's what I also did on the second exam but I also passed it. Geesh… see how stupid I am? Nevermind.

"… it's not like were forcing you to get that course but—"

"Yes mom I know and I understand… it's not you're forcing me to get that but you just think that it is the suitable course I would like to have and because it is the course my sister got so I have to follow her like I don't know anything about life." I answered bluntly and sarcastically. I seriously don't do these things but talking about my 'forced' course in this time of the day, is not really a good start.

"Mikan!"

"Don't talk like that with your mother, Mikan." My dad butted in. Great! Now I'm the bad guy.

"Okay, I'm sorry I didn't mean it." I stood up form my chair leaving my unfinished breakfast in the table and muttered, "I'm done. I'll be going now."

"Finish your breakfast first Mikan." My mom's strict voice came up. That's one trait of her that I really feared and also when she gets angry… she looks like a volcano erupting every time she gets mad. Very scary.

"Good morning." I simply said and ran upstairs and into my room to avoid the glare and the sermon I would get if I stayed there any longer.

I sighed and did my daily routine and that is going to the bathroom and does things necessary in there and dress up for school. Yeah, I still have to go to the grounds of the strict academy where you could learn something from your mentors or from your own experience. Next school year would be my graduation already so I'm kind of happy and sad… I am really in touched of the academy after several years of staying there so I guess I will be going to be hard up in leaving it especially to those people who shared a part of their lives with me during our stay together. I just hoped we will still be like that even if we part ways… geez… my mind is too far away from the present.

After I went out form the bathroom, I immediately opened my cabinet and took out my uniform. A simple white blouse with blue checkered tie and a blue checkered skirt that hung up below my knees, well I'm not that too revealing you know… I still have some decency even if everyone in the class questions my skirt's measurement. My mom practically scold me about it because all of my girl-classmates wore skirts that are above the knee and even some wore skirts that stop at their mid thigh… gross, I'd rather wear a nun's dress than those skirts. At least, I only show some of my skin.

I stood up on my mirror which is life size so I could see myself together with my outfit I mean uniform. Great, now my hair is now in tangles. I went to get my hairbrush and brushed my chocolate brown hair then I tied it into pigtails. Now this is another problem of mine since almost all of the students inside the academy would swung their necks towards me every time I pass by, they all say that my hairstyle is ridiculous and childish. Not that anyone cares anyway. I like it this way and I don't have any plan to change it because you said so, change yourself and try to accept it… not me. Change you and not me and if you still cannot accept it then cut your necks and bury it underground, in that case you couldn't swung anything just to have the chance to look at my so-called ridiculous pigtails. Idiots…

I took my ID which was located in my desk and wore it around my neck. I really have to wear it if I go to school because as I have said, it is strict and if you did not wore your ID on that day… well, get ready to prepare a reason for not going to school today to attempt dodging your parent's wrath. But to my observation, you still can't even avoid it if you sell your soul to the devil… you can't dodge it… and it's base on my experiences that's why my mom wouldn't allow me to go out from the house every weekends. She would practically lock the gate so I couldn't get out.

I sighed and pulled my bag together with my file case, I really need it since I don't like my things to get crumpled or cut or anything that would make my things lose their faces. I was still a bit guilty for having that attitude towards my parents a little while ago. Maybe I have to go say sorry again.

I went downstairs where I saw my brother, Tono Sakura and my sister, Misaki Sakura, already outside the house talking with my parents. Tono is a black-headed guy and he is known as a happy-go-lucky person which irritates me a lot. His hair is too long which made him being scolded by my parents when they saw it, he just practically ties it every now and then and refused to have hair cut which made me question him… is he gay? But anyways he is now a college student in our school. Misaki is a pink-haired girl, well at least she is; she was actually a black haired woman before and we don't know why she dyed her hair into pink, anyways she's going to graduate from college next year; she has already a lot of boyfriends since her high school days but surprisingly, never did she fail any of her subjects. I wonder if there is some kind of miracle that is happening towards her studies. I hope there isn't.

They… well are… the good children in the family… I mean only if they are inside the house. Gosh! You really have to take a look at them outside it and you'll be amazed why they are my siblings. Inside of course, they have to act so well and all towards our parents but in the outside world shows their true colors. I even saw my brother one day skipping classes and just waited on a bench under a sakura tree, just laid there and stood up when he saw some students leave the academy. My sister in return would also go out from the academy earlier than expected and go have some 'fun' with her friends… they have a secret door from the academy to the outside and they are only the ones who knows where is it.

I, well I'm not implying that I'm a good one but I have control on myself and I think twice before I do something. It's not that I'm bragging that I'm better than my siblings but I have to say that I am much more better to become the eldest among us since I don't do things they are doing… I only have the habit on hanging out with my friends every break and do some talking that leads to laughing that definitely leads to disturbance to other students which also leads us straight to the principal's office. Not that I would care of course, I don't even feel guilty about it. In fact, I loved the feeling being inside the principal's office… geez; it's the one of the rooms in our academy which is air-conditioned together with the library, the offices of the teachers and some private rooms which was usually used by the staff and us students if programs would occur. The principal's room would become our temporary refrigerator for the mean time; we would actually wait for the principal to come and scold us and guess what how many minutes would pass before he comes… 45 minutes or more. We would sometimes wish that he would come on our first period so that we would dodge the History class… it's so boring but I really love to listen to our teacher and take down long notes and when I say long I really mean it. I don't even know why.

So I was saying, there are my lovely siblings that is currently backmailing me with a thing I really didn't do but towards our parents, I would really won't think twice to do what my lovely siblings would command… my parents would really not believe me so better yet not tell them to avoid myself being grounded for the rest of the week.

"Well, good morning Mikan!" Tono greeted and so did Misaki which I replied with a smile. Their smile today is really something… and that means they are going to command me something… and that something is something that I will not like. Tell me why are they my siblings again?

"So Mikan, do you want to go to school together?" Tono asked. I definitely know this thing…

"Oh yeah, why not go with them. I won't forgive myself if something happens to you." My dad said. My dad already fell on the 'act' my brother gave…geez.

"I'm old enough to go by myself." I replied nonchalantly.

"Aww… don't be like that." My brother pouted. He is really a jerk and I don't even know why I really have him as my brother. I mean seriously, I don't need him in my life, I don't need anyone commanding me about anything that I would do in my whole life.

"Then why don't you and dear sister go school together." I shot back at him.

"Amazon girl is coming out dad!" Tono mocked. I am really ready to punch him square in the face if he didn't stop immediately.

"Mikan…" my dad warned.

"What?" I asked rudely.

"Mikan!" my mom butted in. I guess he heard my voice back at the kitchen. I really have to make an excuse right now to get out of the house. I really have to go out as soon as possible.

"How many times do we have to tell you not to be rude to anyone especially to any of us here?" my mom asked me.

"But it isn't my fault! They're picking on me again!" I replied. I am definitely going to lose this conversation again.

"Yes! It is still your fault dear. You must've just let it pass. You know your brother already; he's a happy-go-lucky type and he just love to do some things to irritate people." My mom said.

"That's what I'm talking about. Why not also scold them sometimes and not always me?"

"I am not saying that I will not scold them. I always scold them at night not to pick a fight with you."

"Then why not scold them now?"

"Hey don't insert me with your talk, just him not us." Misaki reminded.

"Then why not scold him?" I asked again.

"Mikan…" my father warned again. Oh great! Now all of them are now into me. Do they really hate me that bad?

"Mikan stop." My mom said again.

"But—forget it!" I said angrily. I stomped my feet outside the house immediately leaving my mom still calling my name inside the house.

Seriously, what's their deal? I am always the one being scold even when I'm still a little child. Tono's the one at fault but I'm the one being scold. I hate this! I hate this! I hate this!

I slammed the gate and walked until the corner of the street. Normally, I would just cool up when my brother would pick on me but this time… it's just too much already and I can't hold any patience anymore. I'm still a human being you know and I have feelings. I have my ego and also together with my pride so if there's something that troubling you about me, well then, just keep it and keep it with yourself until you die. I don't have any plans on hearing your negative comments towards me… I already have enough so don't bother in adding it up.

I sighed and waited for a cab. This morning is not what I have been expected to be. The gods really hate me! Tch… so much for trying to apologize to my parents. This is really a bad start on my day… I hope it won't affect my lessons later on.

A cab stopped in front of me and I went in. ugh! I didn't even realize that there is already someone who is inside, I really hated if other people is on my ride except if they are my friends… best friends I mean. Well, in my dictionary I have three classifications of friend and that is best friend, friend and fake friend:

1. Best friends- are those who is always there for you and would accept you on who you are and what you are and would do some back-up if one of you are in trouble or in other words, the members of our own group GANGSTERS (the information is going to be shown on the next chapter).

2. Friends- are those who are only temporary to be with you and you are forced to call them this so that you won't hurt their pride if they called you one. You must be generous to everybody even if it is risky.

3. Fake friends- are the ones who are back-stabbers, egoist, arrogant, rude, b*****es, bull*****, pieces of dirts, maniacal, flirts, s****, freaking annoying since they are always chit-chatting about their crushes and all those stuffs. Ugh! It makes me sick! Whoops! What I mean to say is the word already explains everything. I apologize for censored words… I don't really mean it.

So I was in this cab together with a teenage boy like me and… he also wears the high school uniform in our school. He must be my classmate or something like that since it seems like he also studies in the same school as I am. I secretly looked at him and studied his features; maybe I'm going to see him one day at school.

Okay, let's see… raven hair, perfectly chiseled nose, perfect shape of face, perfect chin, perfect long lashes, perfect lips, and perfect ears… with earrings? A hanging earring with a red circle dangling on it! Seriously, is he gay? I suddenly had the urge to laugh. He looked cool and looked like some kind of a brat but he's wearing an earring like that? I mean that's soooo girly! I saw some signs that we are already near the school so I rummaged my bag for my wallet… wait… where's my wallet? I am sure I did put it here last night and… oh there it is! I took it out and opened it. GREAT! Just Great! I forgot to get money from my parents today… the conversation just went inside my nerve and I forgot about it!

I sighed and melted on my seat. Why do the gods hate me?! Ugh! Now where am I going to get my fare? An idea struck me but it is nasty… I looked at the boy beside me… yes I know that it is awkward that I even have the urge to laugh at him just a minute ago but I have to swallow my pride for this one. I tapped the boy's shoulder. So much for the start of my day.

To be continued…

Author's Note: So how is it? Is it lame? Ehehe, I hope I got better this time around! So people, mind giving me some reviews to fire me up? And I have something to those authors who don't finish their stories… I hate you! I am so really, stupidly hanging on your story and you did this?! My gosh! I hate you! I am so depressed about how will the story end and I am so hard up concentrating since I only have that story in my mind! I hate you! I hate you really!Go burn in hell if you don't continue your freaking story! It's for everyone (except the go burn in hell part) but I am specifically just trying to aim one… he's my friend anyway so there's no worries… ehehe, I tried to push him to continue it but he just told me that he'll stop it and got out form FFN. Jerk! I hate you! If you read this, you know who you are. :b

Sorry for my ranting. ;D

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