hi guys! this is my first fanfic! i dunno what to do with this one but i gave it my all! please enjoy^^

DISCLAIMER: The day Gakuen Alice will be mine is the day when Natsume comes knocking on my door asking me for a date. You get the picture.

PRESIDENT: DON'T EVER FORGET

Ridiculous.

'I can't believe it! I woke up late. Again.'

I forgot to set my stupid alarm clock on, meaning, no stupid, ear-splitting shrill cry from that stupid bird from that stupid clock woke me up.

'Great Mikan. Just great,' I noted to myself, sarcasm overflowing. 'Guess I'll have to make a grand entrance one more time.'

I finally saw my classroom, located on the second floor. At this point, almost five meters away from the building, I broke into a run. As I am nearing the building, I jumped, stepping on the first-storey windowsill then grabbing the other windowsill located at the second floor. Pulling myself up, I hopped inside 2B's classroom, dusted my skirt, surprising half of the class.

I know, I know. I'm Spiderman's long, lost shoe shiner (A/N: Does that even make sense?) and he taught me how to stick to walls during his free time.

Once I steadied myself, I let out my 500-volt smile (A/N: LOLZ ) and greeted everybody a good morning.

"Ohayou,Kaichou-san" and "Morning, Mikan-chan" can be heard everywhere.

You heard that right. I am Sakura Mikan, aged 15, the current Student Council President of an all-girls alice school named Gakuen Alice (Tokyo Prefecture). 'Alices' are what you call people with 'alice' - an inborn power. Like me for example: I have the Nullification Alice that can block other people's alices. And oh yes, unbelievable, right? What type of a student council president attends class via window and waking up late is the reason? That's right: ME.

I proceeded to my seat, pausing at the aisle to greet my BFF for life: Imai Hotaru. She turned her attention to me, averting her amethyst eyes from her current invention (a.k.a. the Baka Boomerang©, intended for Mikan to stop her blabbering when necessary, but unbeknownst to the subject).

And guess what? GUESS WHAT SHE DID TO ME?

Right. She tried out her latest invention on me, the Baka Boomerang©, whacking me in the head full force, not even caring if my skull split into two.

"Mou, H-Hotaruuuu…what was that for?" I sobbed. Who wouldn't cry if you were just whacked in the head like that? It felt like my skull shrank, allowing no space for the further development of my cerebrum. Now I felt hopeless: how am I going to understand Math now if my brain can't occupy all the equations because of the lack of space needed for my brain's development? Now, I mentally cried, too. Jinno-sensei's going to stir fry me this time for flunking at his subject. No way do I want to turn into a freakin' tempura!

"You always attract a lot of attention, so stop climbing the stupid window, idiot," she said impassively.

"Hotaru, you meanie….," I said as I sat down and pulled out my books from my bag, rubbing my sore head the whole time.

Imai Hotaru is my bestfriend since kindergarten. She has jet-black hair (A/N: Is the color correct?) and amethyst eyes. Likes: inventing things and did I mentioned she LOVES money? Favorite food: crab brains, though I, Sakura Mikan, personally feels intimidated by its looks. Just look at them! They're all gooey! But for the fear of my life and for the sake of saving my soul from torture, I didn't dare mention a single thing about it in front of her. Quote: Blackmailing is the key to earn A LOT OF MONEY. Sigh. Well, I can't contradict her, can I? Or else I'll attend my own funeral the next day. And it would be so unhealthy for your wandering soul to see yourself dead, right? RIGHT?

Just then, Narumi-sensei entered - no scratch that out - more like twirled inside the room wearing a purple tutu saying something like "Good morning sweet sunshine!" or close to that.

Umenomiya Anna and Ogasawara Nonoko (another of my close friends too, with the Alice of cooking and chemistry respectively) looked like they both swallowed a spoonful of blue cheese – and mind me, blue cheese tastes good. NOT.

And as for the rest of the gals, they were so shocked that they're mouths were hanging open, just waiting for a fly to gleefully fly in.

I know, I know. You're probably thinking that he's gay, is that so? Just one more thing: think of him as a gay and you'll end up as three sticks of barbecue before dinnertime. Don't ever insult my favorite teacher in front me! I may be sweet and cute but tell me he's gay and you'll be given a free round trip ticket to hell: absolutely tax-free.

He cleared his throat, an indication that he's going to make an announcement.

"Just to remind you class, autumn is almost over…" he trailed off, like a child wanting a gift for his birthday the next day.

"So what?," Hotaru asked, uncaring as ever.

'Maybe he wants another tutu' I giggled inwardly. But what he said next shocked me the most…

"….and in a matter of few days, the 30-day Winter Festival is starting."

'Oh crap! How come I forgot?' I groaned as I slapped my forehead.

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p.s. i edited it coz instead of writing 'alice' while introducing Mikan, i wrote 'angel' which is way too wrong and will lead this story to chaos...:D

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