Oh my God! I'm still sick! Anyway I got another chapter done! Yay!
I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE! Even though you already knew that.

I was sitting in my room texting Hotaru. I needed to talk. ASAP.

CherryChickadee233: OMG HO! SOS

IceQueenGrl: this btr b good, baka

CherryChickadee233: I just xcepted natsumes ofer 2 take me 2 da dance. I don't wanna go w/ him!

IceQueenGrl: Then y did u say yes?

CherryChickadee233: it was in the heat of the moment…

IceQueenGrl: wat moment?

CherryChickadee233: well we were passin notes in math and he asked and I said yes

IceQueenGrl: sum moment. It was on flippin paper

CherryChickadee233: BWAHH!!!!! Just plz try 2 understand. And help!

IceQueenGrl: …fine u owe me.

CherryChickadee233: Thx! So wat do u got in ur genius brain???

IceQueenGrl: go 2 the dance. Hav fun. Ill b there if u need me. Do me a favor and don't need me

CherryChickadee233: ok…ill try. So wat r u goin as?

IceQueenGrl: cheerleader same as u. duh we alrdy set the costumes

CherryChickadee233: oh yeah! Well idk if u decided 2 change ur costume! Geez…

IceQueenGrl: baka. Ur boring me w/ ur pathetic attempt at small tlk. Bi

CherryChickadee233: NO WAIT! WE HAVNT EVN TLKED BOUT MY TUTOR PROBLM!!!!!!!!!!

IceQueenGrl has signed off.

CherryChickadee233 has signed off.

I sighed. Hotaru was little help. But I can't bail out on Natsume, I'm not a rude person like him. Well, I am rude but I'm not going to stand up my date. That's just plain cruel!

Anyway, I'm so happy that Hotaru is still going to be a cheerleader with me! We decided that we were going to be something that's the complete opposite of us. Cheerleaders are peppy, short skirt wearing, freaks that think they are all that because the can shake pom-poms. It's also a protest against them in a way. It sort of shows anyone can be a cheerleader and they aren't better than anyone else. I'm really curious what Natsume's going to be…

FRIDAY…

The day passed by in a blur. Nothing interesting happened anyway. The whole school was buzzing with excitement of the dance. The teachers couldn't control us at all! Which I enjoyed extremely since my mind was wondering off the whole day, ha ha. So now I'm trying to pick out an outfit for dinner with Natsume. God, I shouldn't care what I look like. It's not like I like him or anything. The thing is, I don't know what restaurant we're going to so I don't know how much to dress up. I ended up wearing black skinny jeans and a deep royal purple tank that had some sequins. I decided I looked like a person who could walk into Red Lobster or McDonalds. Perfect! I threw my costume in my bag and figured I would just change at the restaurant.

At 6:10 Natsume pulled up in front of my house in a Ferrari. God damn! A Ferrari! He wouldn't dare be discreet, oh no. Instead of walking up to the door or honking the horn, he simply makes his car vroom really loudly. And I mean really loudly. I knew some neighbors were going to complain if he kept that up so I ran out of the house as quick as I could.

"Damn Natsume! Could you be any louder!?!" I yelled as I settled myself in this deathtrap of a car.

"Sure." He simply replied as he made the care make a noise that make me think I was going to go deaf.

"Ahhh sarcasm! Where are we eating anyway." I wanted to get right to the point and make this as painless as possible.

"I'll tell you if you give me your cell phone number."

"Heck no! I'd rather it be a surprise."

"…Fine be that way." He vroomed his car again. He wanted to kill my ears.

"EEEP! I'LL TELL YOU IF YOU STOP!" I struggled to let my voice be heard over the car.

"Good choice." He said as I told him my number. Man, I don't want him to know what my number is. He could stalk me! He also put his number into my phone so it wouldn't seem like some random person was calling.

He speeded out of my neighborhood and raced down the highway to the restaurant. I was praying that I wouldn't die the whole ride. Luckily, it was a quiet ride, a quick and painless ride I might add. No insults whatsoever. They ended up going to Sakura, which is ironic because that's also my last name. Only my last ma is pronounced Sa-ker-a and the restaurant is pronounced Sa-kor-a, but it's still cool. The meal was quiet as well. It seemed really awkward and tense. I tried to talk to him, but he refused to try to talk back.

"So…Are you excited for the dance?"

"Hn."

"And what does that mean?"

"Hn means hn. Deal."

"Ok then…what are you being for the dance?"

"Not telling."

The talking never lasted. I was bored until the man came and cooked our meal in front of our eyes. I thought it was cool.

He told me I could put on my outfit at the dance, so when we arrived I went to the girl's room to change and put on my makeup. He too, had to change, but it didn't take him as long as me. That was obvious since I had to put on makeup and stuff. I looked myself in the mirror before I walked out. I had mascara on and a little eyeliner. My cheerleading outfit had a cute little skirt that fluffed out a little. The top was a tank top that ended a little over an inch above my belly button. The colors were red and white. I thought I didn't look half bad.

When I came out I couldn't believe him. He wasn't in a costume! He had black jeans and a black shirt. It did look hot but still, it was no costume. I was about to yell at him, but he talked first.

"You look…sexy."

Well I wasn't expecting that response to my outfit. I couldn't bring myself to answer, but I did blush. He smirked at my reaction, great…

"Are we going to dance or what?" He asked after a few minutes of silence with my trying to contain my blush. I just kept hearing him in my head! Sexy…you look sexy…

"Oh. Umm…yeah." I was still blushing. Get a hold of yourself Mikan!

The second we walked into the dance all eyes were on us. A lot of girls were glaring at me while most of the other people looked shocked. Hotaru just had her same blank expression on her face. I felt really uncomfortable with everyone looking at us. I glanced over at Natsume and saw he had his same blank expression as well. We walked towards the dance floor and began to dance. Well, when I say we I mean me. He

"Why aren't you wearing a costume!?!" I snapped at him after the first song.

"I am wearing a costume. I'm a extremely sexy god."

"Oh don't be so full of yourself!" I laughed.

We continued to talk for a while and I continued to laugh. I swear I heard him chuckle a few times! Then, a slow song came on. He offered his hand out and I just stared at it like it was going to kill me. Did he actually want to dance with me? I took his hand hesitantly, not sure if that was what he wanted. He assured me when he put his hand around my waist and pulled me closer. I swear I blushed as red as a tomato because I felt my face feel really hot and he smirked yet again.

"Can't resist me, huh?" He asked in a confident voice.

"Ha ha in your dreams, loser!" I just laughed. Normally I would have pounded him into a pulp, but I was actually having a nice time. Anyway, I owe him for paying for dinner. More time passed as the songs went back to upbeat tunes. I started to get thirsty.

"Hey, I'm gonna go grab something to drink. You want anything?"

"No." He replied in a bored tone.

I puffed my cheeks and made and angry face. "Fine. I'll be right back."

I grabbed some punch and headed back to Nastume. As I neared him, I saw him kissing another girl. I froze. Everything happened in slow motion. My eyes filled with tears and I dropped my drink. Some girl who was wearing a white gown was in the way of the splash and the red liquid got all over the bottom of her dress.

"You stupid girl! Do you know how much trouble I'm going to get in!?! THIS IS MY MOM'S WEDDING DRESS!!!! YOU ARE SOOO DEAD!!!" The girl in the gown started stringing a line of curses at me. I wasn't paying attention. The tears were falling down my face by now. I stared strait at Natsume and as soon as he noticed me his eyes went wide.

"Mikan…" He said is a soft tone, but I could hear.

I turned around and started to walk away, trying to keep what little amount of pride I had left.

He started pushing through the crowd and kept saying my name, louder each time. Finally he yelled out, "MIKAN WAIT!"

I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out of the dance. I didn't have a way to get home, but I didn't care. I would rather walk five miles than ride with him. After five minutes of walking, a car pulled up next to me. I prepared to run incase it was Natsume, but luckily it wasn't. It was actually Hotaru and Ruka who were in the car.

"Get in the car…" Hotaru said in a concerned tone.

I climbed into the back and she got in with me. I burst into tears yet again and Hotaru hugged me all the way

I managed to get into the house without my father noticing my tear-stained cheeks. I walked upstairs and settled myself on my bed. I put on my TV to ABC Family. The Nightmare Before Christmas was on, but I wasn't paying attention to it, I was to busy wrapped up in my own thoughts. I pulled out my phone to see I had fifteen missed alerts. They were all from "The Hot and Sexy Natsume Hyuuga." I gave a humorless chuckle at the name he put himself as in my phone. There were forteen missed calls and a text message that read "I can xplain!" I just ignored it. I didn't want to talk to him. Not now, not ever. I went to contacts and changed his name from "The Hot and Sexy Natsume Hyuuga" to "Heartbreaker" and I shut my phone off. I fell asleep thinking I'm in love with Natsume…

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