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A/N: I AM SO SORRY. I haven't updated any story for like a month already OTL. So, I hope you'll like this chapter, hihi I've been busy fangirling so yeah. Anyway, R&R! :D
A Change of Heart
Chapter Three: Mikan and Mr. Bean
Kyle Kingsbury: "I was just…thinking."
Kendra Hilferty: "That must have been quite an experience for you."
–Beastly by Alex Flinn
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"What are you up to, Hyuuga?" the same caller asked as our crimson-eyed lad ruffled his black tresses.
"What's it to you?" he snapped back as he plopped noisily down the couch.
"She's my best friend, idiot. If anything happens to her, I swear I'll—"
"Yeah, I get it. Stop nagging, will you? It's just a small prank. She'll live after it," he replied, resignedly.
"Make sure she does or I'll get your head for it," she threatened, clearly unhappy for the fact that her best friend would be the subject of Natsume Hyuuga's newest joke and that he just cut her off a minute ago.
"Hey, you don't—" he was about to retort when the other end hung up, "Dammit, Imai."
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"Mikaaaan!" Nonoko Ogasawara, Mikan's classmate who has straight midnight blue hair and outstanding grades in Chemistry, greeted as soon as Mikan stepped into their classroom.
"Nonoko! Glad you're up and about again," Mikan, who was caught in surprise, said with a wide grin.
"Yup. Now, we can pull your grades up in Chem. What grade did you get this quarter?" she asked. Mikan's grin faded and was replaced with an uncomfortable smile.
"80," she muttered. Nonoko's mouth formed a thin line then a smile; she knew that as a scholar, Mikan should get an average above 85. She knows this because she is a scholar herself. She's been studying at Alice Academy since grade school and because of her outstanding grades, she was promised a full high school scholarship. She was also working at Anna's café to help out at her house.
"It's not that bad. We can still pull it up," Nonoko encouraged. Mikan's grin returned and they parted as they went to their own seats at the sound of the morning bell.
"Hey, idiot," an all too familiar voice called out. At first, Mikan didn't respond but when she felt something hit her head, she turned around instantly and was shocked to see the Natsume Hyuuga sitting calmly behind her with his feet on his desk. He smirked at her.
Instead of talking to him, Mikan turned to ask her seatmate, Anna.
"What's that prat doing in here? Isn't he in the other section?" she whispered to her.
"Didn't you know? The principal decided to transfer him to our section yesterday so he's going to be our classmate starting today until March. Nobody knows why he got transferred though," Anna replied. She leaned closer to Mikan's ear and continued with a much softer voice, "rumors say that he's here because no other section wants him or should I say, no other adviser can handle him. Only Naru-sensei was up for the job."
Mikan gave her a nod of thanks as she leaned back and started to think. We're going to be classmates…starting today…until March. What the hell was the principal thinking? No, no. It's Naru-sensei's fault. Why does he have to concern himself with this devil incarnate? This just makes my life a hundred times harder, she thought.
Natsume, who was furious at the fact that he was ignored, crumpled a paper and threw it at the back of her head again, pulling her away from her thoughts.
"What do you want?" she hissed.
"Come with me after school," he replied, or more like commanded.
"No," she said flatly, turning back around.
"Why the hell not?" he insisted.
"Because unlike you, I have a life," she replied dully, her back facing him. The guy chuckled to himself. So stubborn just like she said, he thought.
"I guess you prefer to be annoyed all day then. We're classmates now anyway," Natsume said.
"What the bloody hell do you get in annoying me, Hyuuga?" she asked, turning to face Natsume.
"Entertainment. Your face looks cute when you're angry," he joked.
"Oh yeah? Well, get prepared, Hyuuga. I'm about to get freaking gorgeous," Mikan replied sarcastically.
"Calm down, babe," he said seductively. Mikan gave him an appalled look.
"Ew. Do not call me that, Natsume Hyuuga or I'll personally kill you," she said threateningly.
"Then come with me after school," he said.
"No."
"HEY, BA—" he was cut off by Mikan's hand on his mouth.
"Shh. Fine. I'll go with you. Just this once," she replied grudgingly. He smirked and licked her hand slightly. She quickly withdrew her hand and wiped it on her skirt with a grossed out look.
"Ew. Just ew. Don't ever do that again, Hyuuga or else," she glared at him.
"Meet me by the lockers at three," he said, stood up and walked off towards the door.
"Hey, where are you going, idiot? Class is about to start," she called out to him.
He just waved her off which annoyed her more.
"Arrogant jerk," she muttered. What's with him today? He's so irritable yesterday and now, he's a bit lighter, I guess. Oh well, not important anyway, she thought and put out her notebook as the teacher came in.
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Meanwhile, somewhere in the school yard
"Are they ready?" a voice asked.
"They've been ready to jump since yesterday," another voice answered.
"Good," the first voice grinned impishly, "Mikan Sakura will never see it coming."
"Hey, are you really sure about this?" a new voice inquired. This one was filled with anxiety.
"Yeah, she's the one who said she'd like this more than Hyuuga anyway. Why?" the first voice replied.
"Nothing," the anxious voice responded and kept silent.
"Haha! I hope she'd enjoy kissing this icky thing," another voice said mischievously.
"No shit. Mikan's in trouble," whispered someone to another on the phone.
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After classes, 3:00 pm
"Where the hell is that idiot?" Mikan asked impatiently as she shifted her weight from her left foot to her right and adjusted her backpack.
"Sorry, have you been waiting long?" a voice asked from behind. Mikan turned with a straight face.
"Drop the stupid façade and let's get down to business. What do you want?" she demanded.
Natsume chuckled, "What? I'm being nice to you and this is what I get?"
"You being nice is way abnormal," Mikan said.
"Whatever," Natsume rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, I got you something." He held out a glittery pink box with a girly ribbon on top. Mikan stared at it with wide eyes.
"What is that scary thing?" she asked for the box reminded her of Dolores Umbridge, that one character from Harry Potter that she'd be glad to kill anytime.
"What, don't you like pink? Girls love pink or they should at least like it," he shrugged.
"Are you implying something?" Mikan asked, narrowing her eyes at him.
"I'm just say—"
"Whatever. Let's get this over with. Give me that box," she said, grabbing the box from Natsume's hands.
She shook it slightly and heard soft, low sounds. She immediately hesitated opening it but dared not to show her uncertainty to Mr. Bighead who was staring at her with so much interest. She gulped and opened the box. And it all happened so fast: a scream was heard all through the hallways. She fainted at what she saw, her body quickly falling on the ground. He moved swiftly and she fell over him. The shiny box dropped, people were screaming for the box contained—
"FROGS!" another student who witnessed the scene ran at the sight of big, fat, ugly frogs jumping out of the overly glittered package. Everyone avoided them and Natsume, who was earlier laughing his butt off, was now lying flat on the floor with an unconscious Mikan over him. He cursed and expressed how much unexpected this has gotten.
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"What did you do to her?" Hotaru asked angrily, her eyes glaring daggers at Natsume. They were outside the school clinic where Mikan was brought to after the frog incident.
"Frogs," Natsume replied offhandedly.
"Frogs? Hyuuga, you told me it was just a simple prank!"
"Well, it was! Who in the world would faint just because of frogs?!"
Hotaru pointed her thumb at the clinic door indicating, Mikan, duh.
"True but—"
"She has a phobia for frogs or any amphibian," Hotaru said in a low and serious tone.
"What?" was all Natsume could say for he was left speechless.
"When she was younger, she used to watch Mr. Bean all the time and she used to drag me with her—it's not funny, Hyuuga," she glared at him when she heard him stifle a laugh.
"Anyway, there was this episode wherein Mr. Bean got a lot of frog eggs from a lake and brought them home. He raised them in his bathtub until the time came where the frogs got out of hand. They took over his house and he had to get rid of them. Mikan got traumatized after watching that show, especially after the last part where the frog had its tongue wrapped around Bean's nose. Now, whenever she sees a frog, she thinks as if the frog would chase her and wrap its tongue around her nose too," Hotaru explained in her usual soft and monotone voice, "I know it's stupid but what can we expect? It's Mikan we're talking about here."
"That's hilarious but for the sake of the situation, I'm not going to laugh," he replied, though his eyes twinkled with hilarity.
"Well, how do you plan to make up to her?" Hotaru asked.
"Make it up to her?"
"Of course, if you want to get her as your girl otherwise, I win the bet and you owe me five hundred bucks and a picture of you in women's clothing," she replied, her majestic purple eyes expressing interest.
"Give me more time. She'll be mine, bit by bit."
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A/N: Hope you guys liked it! *sigh* If only life was like fanfictions. Aww, I'm fangirling and I can't, ugh, well, if you're a fangirl, you'd know that feeling when your feels attack you and you just sit there grinning and growing redder than a tomato. Anywaaaaay, I'm being too talkative. Haha, guys! R&R, yeah? I'll make up for my late updates, I promise!
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