Please note before continuing on with the story.
Everyone is in their late teens – around 17 or 18.
Aoi and Youichi are both 11 years old.
And, I suck at grammar (:
On another note, this chapter might be a bit confusing. (:
Lunch had finished already and they were in English learning about 'Shakespeare'. As much as Mikan wanted to pay attention to the teacher and what he was teaching and what he was saying, she still couldn't seem to ignore the three things that were bothering her.
1. Knowing that most of the guys in the class were staring, no, scratch that, gawking at her
2. She already knew what the teacher was teaching, so she just let herself daydream away
3. And of course, what happened at lunch
Having a reminder about what happened at lunch, she couldn't help but smirk. Her humor wasn't much, but what happened was interesting enough.
-Flashback_ at lunchtime _Cafeteria-
Mikan and Hotaru decided to go to the cafeteria together since it had been a long time since the last time they met. As they were making their way towards the cafeteria, the male population seemed to be increasing dramatically at the hallway towards the cafeteria. They were doing many things to achieve her attention. For example, winking and giving out their best flirting smile towards her, though every single attempt only had themselves shot by Hotaru's Baka gun.
-Before heading to the cafeteria-
As they were heading towards the cafeteria for lunch, Mikan stopped and turned towards Hotaru.
"Um, Hotaru, would you help me keep the guys away from me, please? It feels weird and awkward having people stare at me like that…" Mikan pleaded. The only reply that she received from Hotaru was only the Hotaru-like-replies she would usually give out.
"Why should I?" she said, before she continued with a whisper, "Can't you just use your alices against them? Why should I waste so much of my energy doing things for you?"
Mikan pouted at this reply, though, she was expecting it either way, so, she replied "MOU, HOTARU, you meanie. You should do it because I'm your best friend AND WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU WOULD BE WASTING SO MUCH ENERGY?! HOW THE HELL CAN YOU WASTE SO MUCH ENERGY ON PULLING A DAMN TRIGGER ON THAT BAKA GUN OF YOURS?! YOU SHOT 28 AT ME THIS MORNING WITH NO PROBLEM!"
The only thing Hotaru did was just stand there, staring at her, expecting some better reason. Knowing that she wouldn't have been able to win with reasons, she also prepared a deal.
"Alright then, Hotaru, how about if you help me, then I'll pay you" Mikan said slyly. Hotaru reacted almost immediately.
"How much?"
"Hmm… Let me see… Um…"
"Shut your yap and just think, then give me a straight answer"
"Mou, fine how about 600 rabbits?"
"More"
"700?"
"Keep talking"
"MOU, HOTARU! Fine, then" Mikan grumbled. "Last one – 800 rabbits, deal?" Mikan said impatiently as she took out the money from her wallet whilst looking at Hotaru stare at the money in her hand before snatching it from her hand altogether.
"Glad to be doing business with you" she replied whilst counting the money to make sure that the correct amount was there before putting it away. "Let's go, I'm hungry" said Hotaru turning to leave, only to be stopped by Mikan again. "This better be important Mikan, or else you're going to find yourself will a hell lot more to pay than just 800 rabbits".
"Eh, Hotaru, don't be mean I was just going to say that…" she then leaned over to Hotaru's ear to continue "that I'll pay another 800 rabbits after the job is done" then, she leaned away then skipped out the door shouting that she was hungry, leaving Hotaru to trail behind.
'This is going to be one heck of a trip to the cafeteria…' she thought.' Let's see if I can beat the record of hitting people in a short period of time. Beating the record of 150 people, here I come.' With that, she got her Baka gun ready to shoot.
-End of flashback of for heading out to the cafeteria and now back to normal flashback-
When they finally arrived at the cafeteria, the record was beaten. Hotaru Imai had shot over 270 people. They then made their way to the special star table. Mikan silently gave the money to Hotaru, who more than gladly took it. Mikan was having a hard time concentrating where she was heading so she had to follow Hotaru. The feeling of uneasiness within her grew as she made her way to the robot to have it check off her name and let her pass.
Ever since they entered the cafeteria everyone in the damn cafeteria stopped what they were doing and was staring at them, or, to be more specific, her. With everyone watching her every move, she felt uneasy. Very uneasy.
Later, the robot came up to the table and gave them their menu. Whilst reading the menu, Mikan saw from the corner of her eye, her fellow classmate, Kokoro Yome starting to lose himself looking as if he was about to pass out. Though she had to admit, he was hiding it pretty well. However, she felt the need to do something, but if she did, it would cause more of an uproar.
'What should I do? If I go over there, Hyuuga would just start wondering about me even more' she thought, knowing the raven-haired boy was somewhere in the cafeteria – hidden out of sight. A few minutes after, the food was brought to the table. In the end, she decided she had to cause Yome a bit more pain and then make it feel better later.
Then, she excused herself to Hotaru who merely nodded and continued eating her crab brains. As quickly as she dared to go without causing more uproar than there already that was created the second she stood up from her chair, Mikan made her way to where Kokoro was sitting, noting that the whole cafeteria was staring at her. She was also able to feel that glare of Natsume Hyuuga. Why he was glaring at her, she couldn't care less at the moment. As soon as she reached the table, she spoke, looking at Kokoro.
"Hello, I'm Mikan 17 years old. We have class together" she said
Yome Kokoro was shocked to be spoken to go by the gossip of the school. He was also trying his hardest not to blank out right on the spot, whilst Mikan was inwardly begging him to hurry up and answer her so that she could ask him to move to her table, in order to help his headache.
"Hello, I'm Kokoro Yome, 17 years old. But, uh, please, call me Koko".
"Alright then, Koko it is. Would you and your friends like to move over to my table? You seem to be a bit cramped over here" she asked, hoping for him to hurry up since he was looking worse by the second. After a short moment, she finally received an answer.
"Yes, of course, thank you" was all she needed and she got it, she then moved aside for them to walk to her table, she then walked beside Koko and in a voice loud enough for him to hear, but low enough for others not even a hand length away from them could hear
"It's ok Koko, your headache should be gone soon, just, when you reach my table, sit next to me. And question anything after". Koko would only nod the record due to his headache.
When they reached the table, Koko did as he was told, he sat beside Mikan and soon, his headache went away, as well as all the thoughts. He could help but shout out…
"OH SHIT!" making the whole cafeteria start to wonder more and stare more. For that, he then received a glare from Hotaru, making him realise what he just did. "Oh…mother…"
BAKA, BAKA
Yes, Kokoro Yome was shot by Hotaru's Baka gun.
Then, the bell rang for class…
-End of flash back-
"MIKAN" someone yelled, she quickly snapped out of it to see her teacher with a fuming face and she realised he had probably been calling her for the past 5 minutes.
"Um, yes sensei?"
"Finally" the teacher muttered in exasperation. "Now, answer this question about Shakespeare…"
Oh boy… could this school get any better? Actually it did. Having Natsume Hyuuga stare at you every now and then probably wasn't so bad. But it is annoying when you know what he's thinking and planning to do next…
'Oh Hyuuga… you're really asking for it aren't you' she thought before preparing to answer what the teacher asked her.
HELLO! I hope this chapter made sense (:
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