Hiding and Finding
Summary: Determined to leave her past behind, Mikan had cut off all her connection to her family, friend and acquaintance. Two days after her disappearance she was announced MIA. She continued to hide and live a new, different life as Mikan Haruno. OOC Don't own Gakuen Alice.
Chapter 1: Living A Life.
Smiling, Mikan Haruno leaned against the wall near the entrance hall. It was a perfect day, she thought happily.
Glancing around, her grin widened as she saw the other students hugging and giggling openly, their hands wrapped around a long blue cylinder, which matched their graduation blue robe.
Her brown hair was tightened into a bun, with a few loose curls framing her face. Under her spectacles, her bangs hide a pair of hazel eyes. Carrying a couple of heavy books, she looked completely like a nerd.
Wearing her usual white blouse and blue below-knee-skirts, she hugged her books closed to herself.
Today was Saturday, the graduation day for 2008 which just ended not more than 30 minutes ago. She let out a sighed as she waited by the entrance.
"Mikan! Mikan Haruno!" someone voiced out her name from the left.
A jet black hair teacher was running towards her directing, stopping near her to catch his breath. His right hand was gripping a white envelope. Still gasping, the teacher smiled while handing her the envelope, his blue eyes filled with relief and concern.
"Here's the payment for this month, it's 3 right?" the teacher said.
Mikan nodded, pocketing the envelope, before she said thank you and dismissed herself. It was the payment for helping teaching, babysitting and decorating the school for the month. 300 dollars, cash per month.
Waiting for the bus to come, Mikan recalled back the name that teacher has called her.
Mikan Haruno.
It had been almost a year that she had left her home, her home sweet home. As if. At the age of 16, it was pretty amazing in what she had accomplished so far.
Owning a small, cheap apartment, she had learned to live a solitary life for more than 11 months. It was hell during the first five month. It was during November, when she had run away. Faking her age, she had made up many excuses from her house being destroyed in a fire and running away from her abusive husband or family in order to get a decent job.
Funny how people would treat and pity a small, petite, brown-haired, damsel-in-distress. They would give you anything after a puppy dog eyes and a couple of tears, including a job. Then again, her shredded, dirt-covered blue dress seemed to have helped her a lot.
Miss Ray Hameline, her neighbor had been a great help. At the age of 45, she was a widow and a very affectionate mother to her 4 child and to her surprise, Aunt Ray had been nominating herself as Mikan's second mother.
So far, she had lived a wonderful life. The bus arrival directed her thoughts away from the past. Putting on a smile on her face, she climbed into the bus, sitting by the window, two rows from the back.
Suddenly, someone said "Miss… Sakura?"
Mikan's eyes widened in disbelieve.