Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice
My life was hard as long as I can remember. I often have a series of bad luck and always ended up with nothing. Yea, I was an educated person who once dreamed of having her personal private space in which she pour her creative mind. Well, maybe that dream would only remain as a dream. A dream I once lost, a dream I'll never have. I am stuck in this world where in dreams are only a pigment of once mind, where in only a few can have, and a lot could not achieve.
Why am I moping? Why am I sound like cursing the world?
Well here I am again seeking for a good job with good offers and good opportunity but yet again I was declined, snubbed, refused, rejected, denied, repudiate and all that is synonymous to the word "NO".
I don't even know why I'm always rejected. I have a good reputation back in my schooling days with honors to boot. Maybe its my personality? or.. or... I'm not attractive enough? I paused to the thought and held my head high. Hmph! Or maybe its the other way around... Im waaaaaaaaaaaay attractive for them to handle nyahahahaha nyaha nyahahahaha! I laughed out load with my hands on waist. I suddenly heard whispers and little by little I noticed that bystanders are looking at me weirdly. As i felt the blush on my cheeks raising up.
sweatdrop
cough cough
sighed
Who am I kidding? I slumped as I continued on my own funeral and walking of as if I am drunk letting my feet lead me to somewhere and just let myself drift away on the vast sea of the crowd.
"I am Mikan Sakura" I told myself. "the most unluckiest woman in this whole damn... err... world!"
"Imai! Where the heck are my shoes?!"
"Imai! Are you deaf? I need it now!"
"IMAI!!!!!"
vein had popped.
chichuk!!
BAKA BAKA BAKA
"Imaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!"
a shadowy figure flew away on the distant skies and landed somewhere with a loud thump.
"Hmph..." a raven-haired woman just blew the smoke out her trusty baka gun.
"Hotaru... you did it again to Shouda-san" Yuu shaking his head in disapproval.
"Monsters are not easily hurt" Hotaru said simply.
I sighed to this and just continued on sipping on my hot coffee. This has becoming a habit this past few days the time we had signed contract with the management of Sumire Shouda, a very famous super star and model. There is going to be grand fashion show 2 months from now. Hotaru Imai a famous fashion designer and I a well famed photographer. We were forced to sign a contract with Ms. Shouda as the main model for that evening. Even Hotaru could not be able to say no of the offer because of the great deal behind it which of course deals with money. Since then, Shouda has been testing Hotaru's nerves for quite sometime.
Hotaru and I are having coffee at one of the famous coffee shop in the district. I sit in tension as I watched Hotaru fuming at her seat aggressive turning the pages of her porfolio of clothes for Shouda-san. I continued on my drinking when suddenly...
"Yuu. We need to get a PA for Kaijuu." Hotaru said so suddenly that I chocked on my coffee..
"What!?" before I could continue. Hotaru went on to her feet and got her trusty baka gun to an unknown person.
I gulp as I heard Hotaru speak.
"You. Do you have a job?" Hotaru asked coldly at the dazed person.
"No..." the woman spoked in a daze matter.
"You're hired." Hotaru said simply.
"WHAT!!!!" I shouted.
"Huh?" and the girl just fainted and not even given a chance to say no.
Author's Notes: There you have it for the first chapter ; PA is Personal Assistant if you dont know ; i read about them once in a magazine. See you on the next chap