Disclaimer: I [sadly] do NOT own Gakuen Alice or any of its characters. Or any of the corporations that you may have read in this story, like Wal-Mart of instance. Heh.

Warning: AU. OOC? Maybe. My first Fanfic so please forgive the not-so-perfectness of it! …And the grammar mistakes.

Summary: High School. These were the only two words that scared Mikan the most. When she is forced to go, she meets her old friends, whom she can't remember. Without knowing her complete past, will Mikan remember the truth before it was too late? or will her childhood friends all let go for her own sake?

Children wake up,

Hold your mistakes up,

Before they turn,

The summer into dust.

Wake Up by: Arcade Fire

Chapter 1.

Hell. That's my personal description of what was going on. I was in FREAKING High school! Or at least I will be, after the summer ends, but the thought just gave me goosebumps. Don't get me wrong, though. I always liked education, but I was privately tutored. Now I needed to go to a public HIGH SCHOOL? I was already one step closer into becoming an adult already, so why this cruel punishment? I'm sure that it isn't because my family suddenly ran out of money, which was highly unlikely. Not that I'm being cocky and arrogant about my family, but the Sakura's have a big corporation that spread around the world like butter on a piece of toast. We even had Wal-Mart for crying out loud!

So why are they sending me to high school? I pondered at the thought, still pacing inside my room. The wind was blowing from the opened terrace doors; the sun was rising from its sleep, like everyone else inside the mansion. I was an 'early riser', as you may call it so I was always the first one awake. But more importantly WHICH high school? I stopped in my tracks. Scratching my head, I took a mental note to ask during breakfast. My parents told me of the matter only last night, which made me stay up more, though my lack of sleep didn't bother me or the mental clock inside my head that told me when to wake up.

I heard a faint knock coming from my shiny mahogany door. "Yes?" I asked, I felt rather stupid for talking to the door instead of just opening it, but I liked my privacy intact when I think.

"Mikan, breakfast is ready," replied one of the maids. Here in our household I tell all the maids to just call me Mikan, insisting to stop with the –samas, and the Lady before my name. I didn't like formalities around the house.

"Okay, I'll be out in a bit!" I told her, but I didn't really know who it was. I felt ashamed about that, because I never kept track of who which maid was. They all look the same to me.

I brushed my bed head before I went down stairs with a perky and bubbly smile. I hoped from one foot to the other as I went down. The best part about summer was that I could go around the house with only my pajamas on.

But I should have known that I didn't have a regular teenage life, because when I entered, my parents were there at the head of the table with company? I could hear their casual talk but I knew better. This was probably about business. And it took me by complete surprise. I thought today would be just a regular family breakfast. I stopped for a moment. Went a couple of paces backward, and then turned around to come face to face with crimson eyes. I jumped back a bit.

Where did he come from? I thought, but right now all I could tell from the looks of this stranger was that he was my age and that he didn't seem as surprised as me when he saw me. Weird guy. "Um… Who are you?" I asked as politely as possible. We were right outside the dining hall and the main hall was deserted. Where was everyone when I needed a diversion? All I needed was to go back upstairs so I could change and-

He smirked and looked at me up and down before saying, "What's with those pj's? Don't you need to grow up a bit?"

Wasn't that beyond the point? Ugh, WHO WAS HE? And why the heck did he care if I needed to grow up? I couldn't help the blush that followed. "What's wrong with Polka dots? And why are you in my house?" I questioned, making sure I stretched the word my enough to get my point across, what ever it was.

He just raised an eyebrow and walked away, towards the dining hall. "Wait a sec. You didn't even answer me!" I said following him. Right when we entered the hall he went to the seat right next to a girl with pixie short dark hair and violet eyes, while I had to face the wrath of my very unimpressed mother. Her smile was very annoyed and her eyes only said,
"You are forbidden to sit down until you change out of your pajamas!" My dad was more relaxed and said, "Morning, dear." So I flushed at both of their actions.

I was not ready for this, and I wouldn't have been in this situation if not for that annoying guy still smirking from his seat. I gave him a quick glare before I left to change. And I couldn't help noticing that he stuck his tongue out at me! The nerve of that guy. I hardly met him and he already gave out a bad impression. When I get back down there, I WILL get the last laugh. He will not get the best of me, I promise you. "Hmph!" I muttered before proceeding up the stairs. Now he made me wish I didn't get out of bed.

I changed as fast as I could and made a chignon onto the back of my head. I looked at myself on the mirror. What I wore was a simple yellow dress that could probably pass the expectations of my over-the-top mother; flats that matched the dress perfectly; and no makeup. I was never a fan of that stuff, especially because I have constantly seen girls and ladies alike try to impress guys with too much eyeliner or blush. Besides I had cheeks that were already rosy by themselves and eyelashes that were curled naturally. The only thing that I applied to my skin was Bath and Body's Strawberry & Vanilla perfume. That stuff smelled good. Mhm. So after one last twirl I ran back down stairs as fast as I could without tripping. I didn't go towards the dining hall where Hell began, no way. I had to be prepared first, so I went to the kitchen where my favorite maid, Misaki, stood, or more like sat. She had the job of taste testing the food first before they served it out. You know, for food poisoning reasons.

Although she was only two years older than me, she already had to work for money. Her parents both died when she was younger, so she came to us for help.

"Misaki, I need your help!" I called trying to be careful around the busy bodies cooking. She looked up.

"Hey, Mikan! Haven't seen you in a while," she answered putting her spoon down.

I smiled. Misaki was like the older sister I never had. My train of thought came back and before it left I asked, "Do you know who's out there?" I pointed to the swinging doors that connected the kitchen to the dining hall.

She merely nodded and after a glass of water she said, "The Hyuuga's and Imai's, as I have heard. Both families seem to be cousins and your parents are their childhood friends. I'm surprised you haven't heard anything at all, though."

With annoyance at what Misaki told me I said, "My parents hardly tell me anything these days."

She said, "That's understandable. They're hardly around, Mikan."

I sighed and nodded curtly, "Okay, thanks a lot, Misaki! I'll be going now."

To face evil I wanted to add.

Taking the main entrance to the hall, I gave my most innocent smile towards my parents and sat next to a girl a bit younger than me. She smiled and I saw immediate resemblances to the guy sitting in front of me, the same piercing red eyes and the same raven hair. I smiled back introducing myself.

"It's nice to meet you, too. My name is Aoi Hyuuga," she said eyeing who I assume was her brother.

"I guess that I will have to introduce my brother as well. Natsume Hyuuga," she said pointing to the figure facing me. He looked up, but only to smirk my way. I forced a smile that turned into a frown as he raised a critical eyebrow. He seemed to judge me already!

"And I'm Hotaru Imai. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mikan," said the pixie haired girl. Her vivid purple eyes looked at me. I smiled towards Hotaru only to get a stoic face from her. At least the two girls seemed nice?

The parents talked through out the whole meal while we simply said nothing. Until Aoi asked what school I went to.

"Um… I honestly don't know. I've been tutored until now," I replied.

"So that means you're going to an actual school now?" she questioned. I nodded.

"My parents said that you will be going with us to Alice Academy," Hotaru put in. She looked at her watch, "And we're about to be late. Let's go." Natsume and Hotaru both stood up and waved to our parents, who waved back letting them know that we were excused.

I choked on my orange juice. Coughing I replied, "What? School's today? But summe-"

"Hurry up, Polka Dots," cut in the 'annoying one'. I faced Aoi confused. She shrugged still eating, "Today's the first day of school." I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Before I could do anything, someone took me by the arm and dragged my out of the dining hall. I looked up to see Natsume's back and blushed. Somehow his touch tingled on my skin. All three of us headed to the door where Misaki stood. "Misaki are you going to come with us?" I asked curious as of why she changed out of her uniform.

She scoffed. "Wow, Mikan. I thought you were smarter than that! Your parents allowed me to go to school with you. Just incase of trouble," she looked at Natsume when saying the last part.

Was I really the only one who didn't know summer ended? I thought. Well no one told me and I didn't pay any attention to the calendar so I guess it was partially my fault. We got into the limo, Misaki first, then Hotaru, Natsume, and then me. Misaki introduced herself and got to know the others, too.

I looked out the window. The forest that surrounded the mansion was beautiful. Evergreens were all over the place making a thick semi- circle around the white marble building. Slight tints of oranges and brown were scattered on the greenness of their leaves. Walking outside was a small figure. Waving her thin arm. Aoi.

"What about Aoi? Isn't she going to school, too?" I asked not even bothering to look their way.

This time it was her irritating older brother that answered, "Her classes aren't until after lunch, but she goes to Alice Academy also."

"Why would her-" I stopped only to feel a shut-up-already-your-questions-are-annoying glare at the back of my head.

After that conversation I didn't talk to him. Misaki and Hotaru seemed to be getting a good start in their road to friendship. I, on the other hand, was stuck with the no good bastard who didn't want to be bothered, but that was fine because I was preoccupied with the scenery out the windows. Suddenly I felt something hit my shoulder. I yelped, but not so loud that the girls in the back would be able to heard me. I turned my head. All I saw was unkempt raven hair. He's asleep I thought. Natsume actually looked peaceful and cute, not that I will ever admit that aloud. I tried pushing him gently. He stirred but still kept his eyes closed. I tried shoving his shoulder but it didn't work either. It actually only made things worse. His freaking hand fell on my lap! Holding up his wrist I whispered, "Hey, Hyuuga, keep your hands to yourself. And wake up!" He stirred for a bit. Opening his eyes, the limo stopped. "Did you enjoy your view?" he said smirking.

"Ugh," I muttered getting out. I looked around finding the giant main building with the sign saying 'Alice Academy' and on the bottom, quite smaller said, 'Welcome'. I gulped. There was soo many students just walking around or sitting down on the grass in circles.

"Here's your schedule," Hotaru said handing me a sheet of paper. I thanked her, still dazed. "Come on, Polka, class is gonna start," said the very irksome Hyuuga pushing me from behind.

"H-Hell," I said. Let the games begin.

A/N: Soo.. Here's the first chapter! :) and yes, this is my first story. Hehe. So please tell me what you think! But no flames. I welcome all Constructive Criticism. And/or ideas? Just PM me or something.

~Bolajv~