Hello again! Well, this is a little story I wrote while listening to the song "Call me maybe" by Carly Rae Japsen. It's not a song-fic because I didn't use the lyrics of the song. More like, I got inspired by it! Also, it won't be too long, maybe two or three chapters, I'm still not sure! I hope you guys like it! (:

Disclaimer: I don't Gakuen Alice, but I truly wish I did. I mean, who wouldn't?


Call Me Maybe

Mikan sighed for the sixth time since Sumire had arrived to her house. She had already made plans for that Saturday; the whole season of her favorite anime, a few bags of popcorn and chips, and of course, chocolate ice cream!

But of course, that wasn't what Sumire would call plans for a Saturday afternoon. Because, well, this is Sumire we are talking about; one of the Academy's most popular girls, the one who changes her boyfriend twice a month and had her own Fan Club.

And even though Mikan and Sumire were best friends, they weren't alike when it came to popularity. Mikan had been as popular (if not more) than Sumire, but that had been two years ago, when Mikan was fourteen.

Everything had changed that day. The day Mikan got her heart broken for the first time.

Flashback

Mikan hummed happily, running through the Academy's hallways, looking for the Special Abilities' classroom. She had finally accepted she liked Tsubasa, and she was planning to confess. She had enough confidence because she knew that Tsubasa didn't like anyone. Also, she herself had noticed that her senpai was too protective of her when other guys tried to flirt with her.

Mikan finally reached the door, and she paused for a few seconds before reaching for the doorknob and opening the big, wooden door. She heard different kinds of cheers, among them "Awwww!" "Kawaii!" "Lucky Tsubasa!" and many others she couldn't understand. She was also confused as she saw almost all her classmates crowded next to her. She looked to her right, unaware of everything.

The color drained of Mikan's face and her usual-smiley face was wiped off as she saw what the rest of the Special Abilities' people were watching.

Why? Simple. Next to her could be seen Tsubasa and Misaki kissing, the latter blushing. When they broke, Misaki blushed even harder, but Tsubasa, in the other hand, grinned victoriously and high-fived Kaname. Mikan felt her heart shatter in a million pieces as Tsubasa turned to her and smiled at her, raising his left hand, with which he was holding Misaki's right one.

"Mikan!" he said, "Misaki and me are officially a couple!" he said with a wide grin, and reaching to pat her head. Mikan hid her hurt expression by putting on a fake smile and whispering, "Congratulations, Tsubasa-senpai, Misaki-senpai. I –I have to go!" she said before turning on her heel and running as fast as she could, trying to prevent the tears from falling from her eyes.

End flashback

Since that day, Mikan had completely changed. She wasn't her cheerful-self around others anymore. She just would just act like she used to when she was with her friends, namely Sumire, Anna, Nonoko and Ruka.

She had also changed physically, but that wasn't bad. Her shoulder-length straight her had been replaced by a waist-length, wavy, shiny and soft hair, and her chocolate yes were much bigger and sparkly, but they had a hint of sorrow on them. Her body had also grown, she was a few inches taller, and she had curves in the right places. To sum up, she was really pretty.

Indeed, her beauty had made her more popular, but her cold attitude and the rumors spreading around that she had been rejected by one of the hottest guys, Tsubasa, had made her less popular. Not that she cared, either.

So currently, Sumire was lying on Mikan's bed, admiring her nails. "Mikan, let's go to the mall! And then maybe we could go to some place with cute boys…" she said, looking up at her best friend with pleading eyes. Mikan laughed "Sumire… I just don't want… I wanted to stay here… and um… watch- I mean, wash my car! Yeah, my car…" she said, scratching her back. She knew Sumire didn't approve of her sitting at home watching anime, so she had made something up.

Sumire, who had known Mikan since kindergarten, knew what she was up to.

"Oh well, then I guess I'll help you to wash your car…" she said. Mikan flinched. "Oh no, Sumire. You go out on a date. I'll stay here… I- yeah, my car is really dirty, and I don't really want you to spoil your pretty clothes," she said, gesturing to Sumire's white spaghetti-strapped blouse with a blue ribbon on the left strap and matching blue shorts with white flats.

Sumire chuckled "Oh no, this-" she pointed to her outfit, "-is worth ruining for a bit of fun with my best friend."

Mikan smiled, touched at Sumire's sincere words, but then shook her head. "Sumire, you should go. I heard on the news that there a- uh… fifty-percent-off promotion at… Forever 21!" she said, randomly naming her favorite store. Sumire looked at her friend, incredulous "What?! Then you should come too," she pointed out, innocently. Truth is, Sumire knew there wasn't any promotions, but had decided to play along with Mikan.

Mikan sighed, knowing Sumire would definitely suspect if she didn't want to go to her favorite store, so instead, she gave up. "Okay. You can stay."

Sumire grinned. "But, we will try to meet cute guys, okay?" she asked. Mikan, who was too tired to discuss anything, nodded. Sumire jumped "Yay! Then, let's go to change!" The brunette was dragged into her room by Sumire, who opened Mikan's closet and threw her an oversized, hot pink t-shirt and denim ripped shorts. After she had changed into them, she grabbed a pair of pink flip flops and walked downstairs, her friend following.

They both went to their front yard and Mikan took out her green BMW beetle. Sumire placed a bucket full of water (mixed with soap) in front of them and handed Mikan a piece of cloth. Mikan soaked the cloth in the water and softly started rubbing the dirty spots in her car. After five minutes, she stopped, noticing Sumire had been petrified all this time.

"Sumire, are you ok?"

"…"

"Permy?"

"…" Still no answer.

"HEY! PERMY!" Mikan tried to catch her friend's attention by waving her arms in front of her face, but she showed no sign of recognition. Mikan noticed she was looking over her (Mikan's) shoulder, so she followed her friend's gaze.

Her eyes dropped on the person next door, who was repairing his car. Exactly, it was a guy. Mikan blushed and looked away as she realized why Sumire was in shock.

They couldn't see his face, but they sure couldn't deny the guy had a model-like body; with those six pack abs, toned muscles and tanned skin, he was way hotter than most guys Mikan had ever met. Actually, Mikan had to admit, he was more handsome than Tsubasa.

They guy feeling observed, turned around, and stared into Mikan's eyes.

Sumire gasped as she watched the guy's face. "Oh my God! He's even hotter than Ruka! Look at those red eyes, so sexy! And that messy, raven hair! Mikan, I'm going to faint! He looks so sexy in that pair of ripped jeans! Oh God, we're so lucky he only has on a wife-beater! I can see his muscles…"

Sumire continued blabbering about how sexy the guy looked and how she was going to get a nosebleed, but Mikan wasn't listening to her.

She was hypnotized by the pair of crimson orbs that were staring back at her.


How was it? Did you like it or hate it? In any case, please review! I'd like to know your opinions so I can post next chapter, which will be the last! I'm sorry, I know there wasn't much Natsume x Mikan in this, but there will be lots of NxM in the next chapter!

Edit note: Yeah, I know I posted this yesterday, but I was worried about the grammar. So when I re-read this chapter I was like o_o Oh my god, this is horrible! So yeah, changed some things. I know it's not perfect (yet), but I hope it's better than it was!

-Michelle Potter-Black

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