ONCE IN A DREAM AND I LOVE YOU SO

CHAPTER 3

MY UNTRUE SELF

BEING WHAT YOU SEE ME

I FEEL TRAPPED, I FEEL UN-FREE

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This chapter has been edited as it seemed a bit immature to me. However there isn't much change in the basic plot of the chapter. It was edited basically to remove any grammatical errors. Tell me if you like this one or the previous one.

PUDDYING ALERT. Lol.

Italics- previously/ flash back.

Previously

After the break

It was very unusual of Jin Jin to be late to class. Everyone was busy chatting, sleeping, flying, inventing, or doing nothing.
But the excited spirit and enthusiasm was brought to an abrupt stop with a phone ring. Since nobody in the academy but the teachers and principles had them it was a surprise.

The phone was picked up and a conversation was held in utter silence. Then the certain someone rose from her seat. The voice rang, "Minna-san, I got bad and good news. The bad news is that Mr. Jinno has taken ill suddenly. Must have had that pudding at lunch." The class laughed. A crimson eyed boy stood from his seat and was about to leave the class when he heard, "and the good news is that I'll be substituting." He stopped in his tracks and went back to his seat. He didn't want to miss the class when she was teaching- for his own good.


"Take out your math notebooks and textbook. We'll finish the exercise we started yesterday," she said. The class groaned and Sumire stood up, "Idiot, you're no good in studies, you can't teach! I'm not missing out on a free period that we rarely get now-a-days!" Natsume snickered in her seat- Sumire had messed with the wrong person at the wrong time.

"Permy, if you want, you can leave, but if you were to miss this class I'm teaching don't forger your homework and to meet after school for your detention," she hissed. She seemed a totally different person as she stood in front of the class. She seemed mort mature and all the mood of humor had vanished from her eyes.

Sumire gulped. What had she done? "Mikan, you got to be kidding me," Sumire said.

"Does she look like it?" a voice came from amongst the class.

Sumire sat down in her seat silently and she could help her self but shiver. The tone in Mikan's voice had shaken her to the root. Not to mention Mikan looked different. It looked like she had gone through a lot of pain by herself. It looked like he held a secret that could blow everyone's world- at least those close to her.

Then she began.

"Find the derivate of tan x."

"When had she changed?" a purple eyed girl thought. "Mikan, how did you grow up so fast? You were so innocent when we were young, but now you're just so different. So quiet. So alone. I know how it started, but you didn't tell me anything after it. One you were my best friend, Mikan."

Mikan has been ill for a week now. She was eating less, and she would puke if she had anything. Howalon and milk was an exception. She had even fainted once, but she refuses to go and see the nurse. She had broken up with Hyuuga about five weeks ago and was still suffering from a broken heart it seemed. That's what Hotaru thought was the reason for her ill state. Sometimes she would start crying silently, which was very unlike her, but the events leading to this breakup were still unknown. At the moment Hotaru was going to see her in her room. She wanted to ask mikan to pay me a thousand rabbits for this visit.

She opened the door and heard some muffled cries. She soon found out tha tMikan was crying into her pillow again. She moved out of the room to get her milk. It seemed strange to her to take that cup of warm milk for mikan. For god's sake, she hated milk.

She poured the milk in a bunny mug Ruka had given Mikan on her birthday. She took it and placed it on her side table.

"Stop crying, you look ugly," she said in a monotone. Her voice seemed to echo in the silent room.

"Hotaru, is that you?" she asked, rubbing her eyes and wiping away her tears.

"Get over that bastard, it's been weeks since you broke up with him," she said. It seemed strange that both of them looked degraded as I the life had been sucked from them. Why the hell had they broken up if apparently they could not even function properly without each other?

"It's not about Natsume," she replied in a tiny voice .Hotaru looked at her best friend surprised evident in her eyes. "I got a letter from grandpa. He had a heart attack and he's in the hospital. I want to see him," she continued in asmall voice.

"You know you can't," Hotaru replied. Mikan sat up on her bed taking the mug in her hand. After taking a sip she whispered, "Hotaru, the academy has allowed me to go, but when I come back I'll become one of the academy's puppet like Natsume."

"When are you leaving?" her best friend asked. She was happy for once that she maintained a cool façade or she would have been throwing a full on tantrum to stop her friend. She did not want to be left alone again.

"The day after tomorrow," she answered.

"And when will you be back?"

"Two years."

"What? Two years? How did the academy allow that?" Hotaru questioned. "Can I see the letter?" she continued. Mikan nodded. She opening her side drawer took it out and handed it to Hotaru. It read:

ToMiss Mikan Sakura

This is to inform you that your grandfather is severely ill. He is hospitalized. He has suffered a massive heart attack and may have little time left. I am sorry to give you this news but thought of it as responsibility to
inform you as you are his only living relative.

Thank you,
Doctor Shinichi Kawamura

Hotaru stared at the letter for a while trying to register the words in her mind. It was short and crisp but had turned Mikan's world upside down .she was also attached to Mikan's Ji-chan a lot. He was a strong old man and she didn't know how to react. "Is this all?" she asked. "There's another reason Hotaru," Mikan replied, "but, I'm not ready to tell that."

"So you were crying because you have to leave," Hotaru asked. She nodded back her replied.

She left two days later without a good bye. Only Hotaru knew she had left.

"Which is equal to square of sec x. Hence, the derivate of tan x is square of sec x," Mikan said. Hotaru smiled at her best friend and she smiled back, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She still hasn't told Hotaru the other thing.

Yup. This chapter was reposted after my oh so awesome beta Shikyo Kuranosai Rebirth worked her magic on it. What… I'm telling the truth. She is awesome. You should read her work.

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