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If Only Dreams Were Real
Prologue
"Mikan, Mikan." The voice was silky and smooth. The owner of the voice came closer, his figure silhouetting in the perfumed mist.
"Nat, you're here." The voice belonging to this Mikan, the male voice then belonging to Nat.
"Aren't I always? You are in my world, where you belong." The two individuals embraced each other.
"The place I belong is in your arms." The distance between them was none. The world 'Nat' was referring to was Astoria. Astoria was a place where magic was common, fairies lived in your flowers and trees and hierarchy was at its peak. By hierarchy I mean by blood. You have: The Royal Family ruling over all, then the aristocrats who ruled below the Royal Family, the commoners and then the plebeians who were the non-magic folk.
The place they were situated was a secret meadow of some sort, but it was beautiful. Vines were entwined around poles toward the centre of the glass ceilings. Around them were trees hiding the brick white walls and growing in the emerald grass. Pink, blue, purple you name it, every colour was there.
"Why weren't you here last night?" His voice was concerning and slightly distressed. He looked lovingly into the girls eyes.
"I had to study for the Alice Academy entrance exam. I stayed up all night," she held his hands and dug her head into his chest.
"Staying up all night isn't healthy, plus I missed you." She looked up and pecked the boy on the lips.
"I'm sorry." The boy could tell her apology was sincere and gladly accepted. The two then talked until the full moon shone through the ceiling.
"It's night, which means I must leave this place. This pace I'd rather have my home." They were both knelt on the grass.
"This isn't your home," his eyes were sad and his eyes, glassy.
"Home is where you are," she whispered. She buried her head into his chest.
"I'm always with you." Suddenly a bright light shone around the girl and she disappeared into the ground leaving a seven-star seal behind.
Mikan's POV
I woke from my dream into my nightmare of a life. With no male brother I had to become the successor of my father's company, my father being an emotionless fool, working be to the bone. Though my life was tough I lived a life of luxury, my room, the size of my classroom, my closet the size of a commoner's living-room. I stretched my arms into a yawn and slid out of bed.
"A lady may never slump or slouch. Especially in front of a man!" my mentor's voice lingered in my mind. "A lady is always well-mannered and polite, whoever the person may be." I was brought up this way. I walked towards my desk, where my application form lay and I read what I had wrote.
Alice Academy Application Form
General
Name: Mikan Surname: Sakura
Age: 15 Date of Birth: 31/12/1994
Status: Heir to Sakura Corporations. Net Worth (Optional):
Previous School: Alice Elementary
Selected Class: 1B
Contact Information
Address: Sakura Estate
Tokyo
Postal Code: XXX XXX
Telephone (Parent/ Guardian): xxx xxx xxx Telephone(Personal- Optional):
E-mail (Parent/Guardian):
Email (Personal- Optional):
Why Alice Academy?
Many people know me as Mikan Sakura, the heir, soon to be successor, of Sakura Corporations. At Alice Elementary I always came top of class and was Student Council President, but I did not have any friends so here I want to try and make as many friends as possible and make my father proud to call me his successor.
Further Information
Lucky Number: 7 Favourite Shape: Seven-sided star
Favourite Colour: The Rainbow
Hobbies: Piano, Violin, Guitar, Ballet, Art, Drama, Singing, Creative writing, Home Economics, Science and Sports.
Extra- curricular activities in previous school: Choir, Band, Drama Group, Extending Creativity, Swim team, Track team, Gymnastics and Synchronized Gymnastics squad, Tennis and badminton team, Netball and Volleyball squad, Cooking 101 and Science Club.
Entrance Piece
Short, Descriptive Piece titled:
My Sanctuary
Astoria. Astoria is a beautiful place, where my imagination runs wild. There are flowers, animals and wonderful creatures that have yet to be discovered by human kind. If you looked from afar Astoria's Castle glistens like a million stars, from the angelic white bricks to the navy blue roofs which shield the residents from rain and storm. The castle is surrounded by evergreen trees, but these evergreen trees are a light emerald colour and aren't pine trees. You see Astoria's castle is built on a rock, which harbours a beautiful waterfall. The water flows down this waterfall and into the lake, where aquatic fish play and breed. The town of Astoria is built in front of this castle so the back is just forests of trees, plants and miraculous creatures. I wish Astoria was real. I wish the Prince Nat was real. I wish magic was real.
Thank you for filling out your application form. Please send it off to the following address:
The piece you wrote, if good enough, will grant you a place on the admittance list, though the actual place in the Academy will be from your exams. Only eighty students will be allowed on the list while forty students will join the academy. If you are one of the eighty pupils granted on the list a letter will be sent containing a date and time of the exam.
I sighed. One of eighty? As if I could be that one. I turned around and looked into the mirror. Behind me was Nat, his hand on my shoulder smiling.
"I believe in you." I was about to respond but my mentor came crashing in.
"Oh, you're awake. Well hurry up and get dressed you have piano in two hours." I know two hours seems like a long time but for me to get ready and look presentable it was just a tad too fast. I looked from my mentor and back to the mirror, but Nat was gone. I know what you're thinking: A fifteen year old girl with an imaginary friend and believes in fairies, what a joke, but to be honest Nat is my only friend. I was lonely scince I entered Alice Elementary, until I was seven and I dreamed him up. That's why seven is lucky to me.
By the time I was registered what was going on, I was in my bath tub with my maids scrubbing me down. I sighed and when they left I brushed my teeth and put on my underwear and under-dress. I walked out of the bathroom, where my dressers attacked me. I was wearing a white dress, mid-thigh, which was poofy from the layers underneath, a black bolero jacket with white frills on the cuffs and two white ribbons as buttons. On my feet they pulled on a pair of white thigh high socks and some black heeled mary-jane's. I was then pulled towards my make-up artist and hair dresser. While one applied gloss the other curled the ends of my hair. Finally, when my hairdresser had put in my black hair-band with white bow, I was finished. I blinked and came back to reality. The thing is not to distract anyone while they help you, or you'll make it worse. I smiled at them and walked out of my suite. On my way down the staircase I sipped some rose tea and took a spoonful of porridge.
"A lady never gorged herself with food and can restrain hunger." At the bottom of the staircase, my mentor was on her sidekick checking out my schedule for the day. Standing by the door were two maids, one holding my brief case, the other my dance-case. My dance-case being a small Louis Vuitton suitcase, which had my ballet thing in. I grabbed my brief-case and thanked the maid, while my mentor snatched my dance-case from the other.
"Okay you have piano for two-hours and then you have the practice for the recital and then the recital, which takes five hours do you're clear from five pm, though I may be able to fit in a violin lesson at six if you tutor gets out of hospital." She followed me into the limo, not taking an eye of her sidekick.
"Will mother and father be attending the recital?" My voice was high and monotone. I was extremely uncomfortable. My back was completely straight, my ankle's were crossed, my hand were rested in the middle of my knees and the atmosphere didn't help either. She looked up.
"Chin up, and no. They have busy lives, they can't just make time for you," she looked back down to her phone.
"I'm their daughter, isn't that reason enough to make time for me?" My voice was trembling. My mentor glared at me.
"A lady never answers back and your parents are very important people. If they just dropped everything to see you perform in an amateurish way, you'd be broke. Don't be so selfish." She spat every word as if it were venom on her tongue.
"You're right. I'm sorry I was being unreasonable." There was no point arguing with her. She would just tell my father who would then punish me, by overworking me.
"That's right. A lady always acknowledges her mistakes." She was too proud. Pride is such an awful sin. I hope I could attend Alice Academy, there I wouldn't have to suffer my mentor every single day. It's a boarding school, a very exclusive and elite boarding school. Even bribes aren't considered when admitting students. I remember a girl, whose father shipped sand and water all the way from the Caribbean for the Elementary sand-box and pool and still wasn't admitted. I pulled out my laptop from under the seats and sent an email to the maids back home, to send off my application form. I just hope luck will be on my side when the Board of Administrators read it.
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