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It's A Boy Girl Thing

Chapter 3 – Cheers to the freakin Tuesday

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She had done it! Somehow Mikan Sakura had finished her economics assignment! All her hard work the previous night had paid off! Now she was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some hot chocolate while waiting for Hotaru to pick her up. Thankfully her alarm clock had woken her up today and she didn't have to go through yesterday's ordeal yet again. Today she was just wearing a white t-shirt on jeans, it fit her a bit too smugly but it was the only white one that wasn't in the laundry at the moment and Mikan felt like wearing white today.

A honk from outside told her Hotaru was here. She hurried out the door with her bag slung over her shoulder. Mikan slid into the Lincoln Town Car and flashed a smile at her best friend.

"You look awfully peppy today." Hotaru commented, as she was working on her phone.

"I finished my economics project last night." Mikan provided with a smile on her face.

Hotaru scoffed, "What's so great about that? Don't you always do your projects?"

"Well, "Mikan started, "I do. But this one seemed so stupid. I was so tempted to not do it."

"Well you shouldn't have done it," Hotaru replied, "I thought it was a waste of time. So I had it done for me." She stated coolly.

Mikan sighed. Why hadn't she thought of that before? She then realized that the device in Hotaru's hand was a Windows Mango phone! It wasn't even released yet!

Seeing the shocked look on her friend's face, Hotaru smirked, "Yes it's the 7.5 and don't ask how I got it. You know I have my ways." She adjusted the glove compartment in the middle to take out a small perfume sprayer.

"Now as for tonight," She started, spritzing the back of her neck with Chanel expertly. "You're coming to my house after school and we'll get ready there. Anna's got our wardrobe covered."

"Oh right," Mikan muttered, deflated. "The party."

Hotaru snapped the compact mirror she was using to check her appearance shut with a click. "So I take it you don't want me to be with my boyfriend?"

"No! No! Hotaru you know that I'm happy for you!" Mikan quickly blurted out. Then she narrowed her eyes at the raven haired girl beside her. "Wait a minute; you're manipulating me aren't you? I have only one question; why?"

Hotaru regarded her with a look she couldn't decipher, "You won't get it. Just go with me on this Mikan."

"Alright." Mikan conceded. Just 'cause she realized that something was up, didn't mean she had much of a chance at outmaneuvering Hotaru to get to the bottom of it.

~()~

Economics was 2nd period and it was a huge feeling of relief to Mikan when she handed in her assignment. Unlike some people, she actually did hers on her own. Alright to be honest, she did make a few of the surveys up but come on! How were they supposed to know five people working in the unorganized sector? It was insane to ask each student to do 10 interviews, compile data, analyze it and represent it in the form of graphs all within one week! Mikan was pretty sure every teacher thought students were jobless and had only their subject.

When Mikan had entered the class room, she saw Hyuuga scribbling down on a piece of paper. She smirked to herself. Ha! He probably didn't have anything to give in! So feeling quite happy with herself she walked over to his desk .

"Struggling to finish your assignment, Hyuuga?" she asked him sweetly.

Natsume let out an annoyed sigh, "Actually," he said looking up from the paper he had been scribbling on, "I'm just adding some finishing touches."

Finishing touches? "You don't even need any finishing touches," she derided, "You didn't even do anything."

"That is true," he waved the sheets of paper in front of her face, she noticed that a few of them had graphs, "I didn't do it, but Serina doesn't need to know that, right?"

Mikan widened her eyes, he couldn't get other people to do that project, it wasn't fair! It would've been fair only if she had done the same thing, but since she hadn't it was not reasonable. "You're such a charlatan!

"And you're BBL."

She let out a hiss before she practically stomped back to her seat. She later found out that one of his friends got some freshmen do their projects for them. She didn't get why he even needed a middleman it wasn't like it was a drug chain. Then again, maybe he had one of those too. She could never be sure.

Whatever. Her uncle always said that the people who were popular in high school failed to do much else with their lives. Apparently it was the peak of their fame so they lived it out as much as they could. Now the hard working ones, they would be rewarded later on in life with success and that's what Mikan wanted for herself; to win in the long term.

~()~

Natsume and Ruka were lying on the grass on a small slope facing the middle school building. They were missing out on 4th period ,Art but neither minded. It was a rubbish subject with a rubbish teacher. Besides, they needed a little relaxing time, every now and then.

"You know what Ruka?" Natsume called, after letting out a puff of smoke.

"You finally decided that you don't want to risk getting lung cancer?" Ruka joked.

Natsume huffed at his blond friend's sense of humor. "I don't think Sakura's gonna show tonight."

"Nah," Ruka replied, sitting up and drawing his knee to his chest. "Hotaru won't let her ditch apparently."

"Yeah well the girl's been absent to every social event we've had since we were 10." Natsume commented.

"Probably because she didn't want to go Natsume," Ruka reasoned. "I mean you haven't given her much reason to."

"What do you mean by that?" Natsume asked, rolling his head to look at Ruka.

"Well," Ruka hesitated. "You've made it pretty damn clear you don't like her."

"She made it pretty damn clear she didn't want to be my friend a long time ago Ruka," Natsume said as he put out his cigarette, sitting up as well. "Bet she regrets it now."

"I think you need to let go whatever it is you have against her mate," Ruka said softly. "It's only hurting both of you."

"Stay out of it Ruka," Natsume snapped, realizing his loss of temper as soon as the words were out. "I'm sorry man I didn't mean to yell at you. Let's just leave the Sakura thing alone."

Ruka laughed, "If you don't talk about it, you won't know what's really bothering you silly."

"Nothing's bothering me," Natsume muttered as he plucked out the grass absent mindly.

"Right.." Ruka said sarcastically.

"So how's Hotaru?" Natsume asked suddenly, changing the topic.

Ruka blinked, surprised. "She's fine."

"Just fine?"

"Natsume," Ruka sighed, shaking his head. "You know what I mean."

"We should get back," Natsume said, standing up and dusting the dirt off of himself. He offered a hand to pull Ruka up. "We have PE next, no point in missing that."

~()~

Physical Education. Mikan wasn't sure why it was even a compulsory class. Sounded more like a hobby or after school extra-curricular to her. Yeah yeah obesity was taking over youth across the country and more diseases were popping up in teens but that's what gyms and walking were for.

Why was it that the PE teachers were always bitter people who hated kids or sometimes just the non-popular kids? It's like they had a bad life when they were in school so now they were making sure other people had just as bad a time too.

Right now they were playing a friendly game of dodge ball, if there was ever such a thing. Hell no, according to Mikan. It was more like a game of 'pain ball', you were only out when you got injured or wanted to leave after getting hit. Those rubber balls were so tightly packed with air that they were hard and the guys all worked out like daily so when they threw them at like 20 mph and it hit you in the chest, damn that hurt! Thank goodness she had had a lot of practice at avoiding thrown projectiles.

Over the years she had been bombarded with objects that ranged from pencil sharpeners to basketballs thanks to Natsume Hyuuga and his followers. It'd been necessary to develop the ability to evade and or block these projectiles. So while Mikan wasn't all that great with sports, she was good at dodgeball. At least the 'dodging' part of dodge ball. She didn't return fire much, with her aim who knew where'd the ball would go?

So there she was, playing dodge ball with an evasive strategy. Her team had the stronger players so the other side was struggling to keep up. That was good since now no one had the leisure to target her specifically with a grudge. She has just side-stepped a hit and felt her instinct tell her to duck, so reflexively she dropped to a low crouch in a split second to hear a ball whoosh over where her chest had been.

Why the hell hadn't she seen that one coming? The answer was scowling at his missed throw. Hyuuga.

"What the hell Hyuuga! We're on the same team, have you lost it?" Mikan yelled marching over to him, still alert for any balls headed her way.

Natsume was back in play, catching the balls sent his way and returning them with hard serves.

"I don't know what you're talking about Sakura. Go make yourself useful and get someone out." He replied, unfazed. "Oh, wait you can't aim for your life."

Mikan gaped at him, "You're the one who hit your own team member!" she cried. Because honestly, who the hell does that to their own team member?

"That was to check if your head was in the game." He replied nonchalantly.

"First you steal my book and now you try to injure me?"

"Stop being such a drama queen," he snorted ," I did promise to ruin that book for you, didn't I?"

"Psh. I bet you haven't even started reading it." she said, smirking. That was one thing she was sure of. Natsume Hyuuga couldn't possibly finish reading a 500 page novel in a day. Maybe he could if he tried, Mikan reasoned but eh, why would he even bother?

"Well you see, unlike you BBL, I'm a multi-tasker." Natsume said, deflecting a ball towards her. "And I'm already done reading that book."

Mikan caught the ball and randomly flung it at the other team. By some stroke of bizarre luck, it actually hit someone who cried 'Owww'. It sounded like Koko but Mikan was too busy calling Hyuuga's bluff to check.

"Prove it." Mikan challenged, with a condescending smile that didn't suit her face.

"It's predictable really Tris turns into a fighter with a snap of her fingers almost and there's a bad boy named Four that she's totally into. It's along the lines of the Hunger Games but on an inferior scale so nothing really stood out." Natsume drawled, bored of the subject. "In fact, it seemed like it was taking help from I am Number Four too. Pathetic really."

Mikan was totally shocked, as in absolutely dumbstruck. She refused to believe that Natsume Hyuuga had read all those books he just named.

"I'd be in Dauntless obviously but you?" Natsume scoffed at his own words. "You'd probably be faction-less. Just like you are in real life."

Mikan fumed at that. Who was he to say she didn't belong anywhere? She had her friends she'd like to remind him in case his ego blinded him to that fact. On top of that, he basically said she would be an outcast in the book. She didn't think too much of herself but she would NOT be factionless. Out of the five factions based on the virtues of honesty (Candor), selflessness (Abnegation), bravery (Dauntless), peacefulness (Amity), and intelligence (Erudite); Mikan thought she could be in Erudite but right now she just wanted to spite Hyuuga.

"I might not be suited for Dauntless but I could be in any of the others. That makes me divergent." Mikan said triumphantly.

"Yeah you are different from other girls, you don't have boobs." Natsume commented, the game drawing to an end.

Mikan had had enough of that!"Why does the topic always go to my chest? It's like you're obsessed with it!" She exclaimed a little louder than she wanted to. Some people were giving her weird looks, others (fan girls) glared at her for yelling at their precious Natsume.

"I just say what I think. That makes me honest." Natsume explained, as the coach blew his whistle. "You don't so you're a pretender. Now go away fake girl."

The coach ordered everyone to gather around as he announced that they would be doing gymnastics next week.

He looked very pointedly at Mikan and Natsume and said, "I hope that there will be less flirting and more seriousness because you will be graded based on your performances."

The man received glares back from the two of them, Mikan's saying 'I was not flirting with him' while Natsume's said 'don't say shit about me or else'

He continued casually ignoring them, "Try outs for the school gymnastics team will also take place. Everyone remember to get their costumes."

"What costumes?" Mikan murmured to Anna and Hotaru as they walked to the changing rooms slowly.

"Leotards!" Anna chirped. "I'm so excited I bought an awesome one on sale just a month ago! I can't wait to wear it!"

"Those stupid things are like swimming costumes, except there's not even water to hide yourself in." Mikan whined. "It's so embarrassing to wear them!"

"Wait Hotaru are you gonna wear a leo too?" Mikan asked, walking backwards.

"Of course not idiot." Hotaru answered. "I will be sitting out."

"Hey that's not fair!" Mikan exclaimed.

"How many times do I have to tell you little girl? Life's not fair." came a voice from behind her. Mikan swirled around and stopped herself from almost walking into him. How was this guy everywhere?

Ruka was with him this time.

"Sakura and a leotard?" Natsume sneered. "It'd just fall off and be all droopy."

"Like you'd look any good in a leo!"

"Guys don't wear those Mikan." Ruka pointed out politely.

Hotaru's lips curled up ever so slightly at that. Damn she must like this guy! Hotaru Imai did not smile in public as far as Mikan knew.

"Whatever." Mikan stomped past them and into the girl's changing room where they couldn't follow her. As she got changed, she noticed Hotaru and Anna still hadn't walked in yet. That meant they were still talking to Hyuuga and Ruka.

She had forgotten that the worst was yet to come. The party was tonight and there was only 3 hours till school was over. She groaned. Ugh, she hated getting ready for parties!That was one of the main reasons why she didn't go to any (the other one being her lack of invites).

She slumped down against the wall and brought her hands to cradle her head. For some strange reason Rihanna's annoying voice popped into her head. She'd heard Cheers last night on the radio and the stupid song decided to randomly pop up now of all time.

Cheers to my sad life, I'll drink to that alright.

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