Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice but I have dream of owning it.
Writer's Note: I forbid you to not expect of it to be good because this is my first story in this account. I hope for forgiveness in case you think of it as a crap and if there are grammatical errors. But I'd like it if you'd give it a try.
Think About Love.
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Thing about love, is I never saw it coming.
You kinda crept up into me by surprise,
And now there's a voice inside my heart that's got me wondering.
Is this true? I wanna hear it one more time.
Marie Digby's Say It Again.
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First Chapter: Meet.
Unfading Beauty.
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Goosebumps, Craziness, Dizziness, Skipped heart beats, and Jealousy—
—Are few of your feelings when you fall in love?
Am I right?
Or should I say, this book is right—is it notd?
"Ugh," I rolled my eyes as I threw away the book on the table and made a loud thud.
"Shh!" Someone hushed.
Opps. My bad.
I'm actually here in the library doing some research about this so-called: Love. I know, I know, it is somewhat weird but our gay teacher told us to make an essay about love. I mean, you wouldn't write an essay without knowing what the theme is all about! That's just ridiculous.
Anyway, in case you are wondering why the hell I have to research about it is because I am actually clueless about that love thing. My age? Just turned fourteen on the day that the year 2oo9 bid its goodbye and 2o1o was welcomed. Uhh, January 1 to be exact.
—What?!
Is it really funny that at my age, I haven't experience anything about love? Duuh. It is not like everyone is the same. Ah! That's right. That's another thing also—
—I'm very unusual compare to others.
"Mi-chan!" My classmate, with her wavy pink hair and blue eyes called me as I unexpectedly turned my head to her,
"Yes?" I asked her sweetly as a response. She went towards and stopped right in front of me. Then, she pouted to me.
"Can you teach me in Math?" She blinked her eyes like puppy eyes with both of her hands on her sides. I smiled and gave her an affirmative nod,
"Sure. Why not?" I tilted my head to the right and coughed out a laugh.
"OMG! Thank you sooo much, Mi-chan!" She squealed and held me in her arms,
"Ah, ah, not much," I let out a sweat drop and took myself out of her tight grasp.
Mi. NO. It is not my name stupid people. It is like a…fictitious name. It came from my true name: Mikan. The name means tangerine. It gives the fact that I also love tangerines as much as I love my name.
And okay,
Math is not really my forte. It is just a subject where I tried my best to excel to so that I can be of help to my classmates, like one here, and to achieve valedictorian on graduation. Alright that's a twist. People, I'm accelerated that's why I'm young to be in tenth grade.
"The class will start soon, are you going?" She asked. I looked at her with my brow up,
"When did I skip?" She shrugged and laughed,
"Oh right! Mi-chan doesn't skip because of her role: Model Student."
I faked a smile and followed her behind. Geez, model student my ass. It's not that I truly wanted to be like that? I prefer to be a normal high school girl like others. But what can I do? Parents are always in the way.
And that sucks. If truth to be told.
As my friend and I walked in the hallway, students were gazing at us. I bowed my head with eyes looking sideways, catching their scrutinizing eyes. My friend was nowhere to be found when I looked in front. I was sure she got embarrassed from all the stares that the students have been giving us.
"Did you see that?" A girl said, slapping her friend's arm, "That's Mikan Sakura, right?"
Her friend nodded in agreement and held her head up high, "I know. Besides, who wouldn't? Our Princess is knowledgably beautiful and no one can deny the fact that she is the greatest of the entire women here in our campus. " I blushed at the statement.
Am I that great? Nah.
I sighed as soon as I saw the big wooden door in front of my sight. It's time to enter my academic room. I straighten my body, fixed my uniform, and eyes looking upright. Yes, much of a model student I am.
"Mi-chan!!" Four girls said in chorused, heads turned to me with too much hope and glee in their eyes. In just a spilt of seconds, they blocked my way with their fist closed under their chin, "Help us!"
I pulled my lips with my cheeks up. I tried hard not to let out an annoyed reaction, "Why?" I asked.
"Mathematics!" They said in unison.
As much as I want to roll my eyes, I just can't.
"Uh, sure…?"
If you ask why I can't roll my eyes to them, then it must be because I have a role. Like I said, I am and it is a must to be a model student.
"You just saved my life." The straight blue haired girl stated with matching wag of a hand to flow air onto her neck.
"LOL to you Nonoko!!" One of my girl classmates said. With her silver hair and curls on its end flipped.
We proceeded to my desk. I took a sit while they started setting up their positions. One brought her chair on my left side and the other one on my right. Another dragged her desk with the chair in front of me and the last pulled her chair beside it.
The pink haired girl stood behind me, putting both of her hands on my shoulders as she pulled her head out. "Join me," And stuck her tongue out.
"By the way, she asked first," I stuck my thumb out on my back and pointed towards the girl in pink hair.
"Oh! That's dirty, Anna!" Nonoko, who is the girl in blue hair, whined.
"How can you ask Mi-chan first?!" The silver haired girl, Yura, butted in.
"Well, it's all about the thing called: First come first serve!" Laughed Anna and brought out her books and notebooks down my desk.
"Hey, Mi-chan! How's your dormitory? I mean, I really like the Yome guy~!" Anna giggled while the others whooped.
"Ah, it's somehow doing fine." I answered affirmatively.
"If only you can accept girl in your dorm…" Nonoko sighed as I laughed,
"Sorry, my mom is weird,"
"No, no. I just think that's also your mom's marketing strategy." She said, waving her hands in front of her chest.
Dorm? To tell you the truth, my mom made this dormitory for guys. And it is actually called: Princes of dorms. I don't know too why the hell mom would only accept guys. Currently, there are three princes in it. One is Kokoroyomi Yome. Second is Kitsuneme, followed by Mochiage.
They are actually heartthrobs in this school too.
My mom only accepts guys that are exceptionally beautiful and wants to study here in my school. That turns out to be: Alice Academy, a school that is only for elites and beautiful being with etiquette.
Somehow, my mom is making someone jealous about the whole idea.
"Shall we start?" The green but straight hair girl, Wakako, asked.
"Ohohoho!" With her right hand on her side and left hand on her lips, she snorted, "We've got to learn everything in Math from Mi-chan~"
This time, I rolled my eyes. I just can't take it anymore.
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After I taught some bunch of idiots and got a headache from it, I made an excuse to the teacher in accordance to my work as a student government so that I'll be able to go home as early and as fast as I could. It is just insane of me if I'll teach them till my brain cells are gone off to another head. How the hell did they reach the tenth grade if they don't even know the equivalent of sin forty-five in radicals? And God's sake! I taught them five times already and still can't get it till the ninth time of explanation!!
As I ranted in my thoughts, I stomped my feet away to my house. I tighten my grasp to the strap of my bag and flustered due to madness. Before I know it, I'm in my room. I sighed in exhaustion and plucked my ipod into my ears.
Ohh. It's I Got You by Leona Lewis.
Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright.
Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright.
And when you need a place to run to,
For better for worst, I got you.
Pfft. As if. What a bizarre song. But I like the song. It is just that it is so unbelievable since I don't think anyone could really be alright after you hurt them.
I jumped up and skipped a heart beat for my phone vibrated out of the blue, "Oh God the fu--" I immediately pulled my hands to my mouth and stopped whatever cursing words I was about to say.
I hooked my phone out of my purse and answered, "Hello?" with much of an annoyed tone.
Hey. Have you heard from your mom?
I raised an eyebrow, "What?"
Duuh. New boys are going in your dormitory.
"Mom is out. And who are these boys?" I rolled my eyes and tried hard not to imagine the new boy's image.
Natsume Hyuuga and Ruka Nogi are the names. Of course, school is the same and…
I folded my arms with each other, "And what?" and stared out of the window with dead bored eyes,
What else, you stupid? You have to go to the airport right now and get the lad in the club.
"B-but---"
TOOT. TOOT. TOOT. No more buts and the line is busy already. Now get your butt out there and walk away.
"Fine!" I dropped down the call and pulled my hair out of aggravation.
In case you're wondering, that was Hotaru Imai on the other line. She's also known as my best friend. She's actually absent today and I don't know why. But she must have got her lazy day.
"Mikan!! I heard new boys are coming?!" Someone from the outside of my room, shouted. And from the tone of the voice that's probably Kokoroyomi.
I went out of my room with my small pink hand bag, "So?" I replied and looked at the boy with his spiky brown hair.
"So…we're going to be five now?" He grinned at me as the four other guys appeared at his back,
"Yay for me! With just Yome and Kitsuneme, I can die out of bore!" The nearly bald guy, Mochiage said as he put both of his hands at the back of his head.
"Alright, alright. Out of my way now," I shooed my hands to them and walked ahead. I drove my head to them and warned, "You better do well in securing our dorm."
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It's been two hours and fifty-five minutes since I was last seen in my bedroom. I waited for the two boys in front of Japan Airport. I stood up and tapped my foot in patience and my hair is in absolute messy bun as I sweated a lot. I glared at the front door of the airport and ran my hand from my forehead to my chin.
"Damn. Shit. I want to go home now!!" I pulled myself down on the floor with black circles around my head.
The placard that I held fell down followed by my long sigh.
"Excuse me," I looked up to where the voice came, "are you Ms. Sakura?"
The navy blue eyes blinked innocently as my hazel brown eyes stared, "Uh, y-yeah?"
"Well, hi! I'm Ruka Nogi." He beamed a smile at me and offered a hand. I gladly accepted it as I stood up and fixed myself,
"I'm the owner's daughter, Mikan Sakura. It is nice meeting you Nogi-kun. " I, too, flashed him my smile. But the lad behind him caught my attention and made me look intently at him.
His hands are tucked in his pockets with some kind of piece of plant stuck in his mouth. He's facing sideward and the hood of his black-like-violet jacket is on his head. He's in small black backpack and maybe his height is for about 5-to-5"6 feet.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you my best friend," Nogi stepped back a little which made me see the lad more. My lips smiled a little bit as I waved my hands in a gesture for saying hi.
"It's alright."
"He is Natsume Hyuuga." Nogi tapped Hyuuga's back which made Hyuuga look at me.
He raised his eyebrows at me while I curled mine.
What a simple greeting.
"Hi!" I lifted up my right hand for a handshake.
He gazed at it while I waited.
But then he faced his back from me, "Tch. Let's go, Ruka."
I move my hand up to my hair which turns out to be that I pretended combing my hair, "Ah, this way," I boosted up my pace a bit and took the lead to our destination.
"Oh, hey," I turned my head to Hyuuga, "put down your skirt a little bit more."
"E-eh?"
He hoisted his forefinger to my butt, "He-ll-o Ki-t-ty."
I blinked thrice while he pushed out his tongue.
…
…
…
"Oh fuck!"
Ѿ—Ѿ
I finally got over from my seen underwear by a guy whom I just met and was able to go to our dormitory safe and sound. Actually, my mom babbled these things called RULES and REGULATIONS which I rarely think the other guys follow.
"First rule is: 12midnight is the curfew." My mom flicked her golden brown hair and glared at the two newcomers, "Everyone is following that rule."
I sweat dropped. Well, that's a little bit true but Yome and Kitsuneme goes home by 1am. Only I and Mochiage follow that.
"Second: Grades will not be lower than 85!" Hyuuga smirked while Mochiage nodded in agreement.
"Third: No relationship with each other." Mom folded her arms with each other and narrowed her eyes to the lads', "Fourth and the last: It is a must not to flirt with my daughter!"
I snickered with their heads turning to me.
"My daughter has a fiancé and you bunch of nincompoop are no better than my soon to be son!" I groaned with a sweat drop at the statement.
I then, stood up and smiled, "I now welcome Natsume Hyuuga and Ruka Nogi in our Princes of dormitory! Tomorrow, I will officially announce it in school."
"So…" somebody butted in and went downstairs, "new boys, auntie?" continued the hoarse voice as everyone looked at where the voice direction is coming from,
"Hey~ you're awake?" I asked. And it's the dumbest question.
He walked towards me, putting an arm around my neck, "Obviously, I am. And dear, you just have to prepare food for me."
"By the way, here's Yuuto Hiramoto. My fiancé."
And he is the one that my mom wanted to be jealous.
Why?
Well, stay tune.
T.B.C.
