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It's A Boy Girl Thing
Chapter 4 - The Bet
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Mikan stepped into her empty house with the same feeling of dread that had been building up over the past few hours. As she reached her room and swung her bag onto her swivel chair, she wanted to do nothing more than just take one of her power naps and hopefully miss the party (it had taken up 7 hours last time). So she hopped into bed with her iPod set to shuffle to do just that.
She chuckled to herself a bit. Hotaru and her friends were crazy if they believed her when she said she'd stop by her house after school and drive to Hotaru's from there. They dropped her here in Hotaru's car and sped off. So easy to fool!
Wait a minute…it seemed a little suspicious. Maybe they would come back here and drag her out to bed, towards her misery. She didn't know what was worse, Anna going control freak over her appearance or actually going to a lounge with all those stuck-up people. The only reason people attend such parties were for popularity, if you asked Mikan. If you weren't going to drink and dance and mingle, you wouldn't have any fun at all. Talk about peer pressure.
It didn't matter that this was to celebrate Ruka and Hotaru hooking up, as far as she knew any reason is a good reason to party for jocks and cheerleaders. Her school had such stereotypes.
Whatcha say started playing on iPod and Mikan closed her eyes. Her bed started vibrating. That couldn't be right. Oh it was just her phone.
Got cold feet BBL? This is y u can't be in Dauntless
How the hell did Hyuuga have her number? There was no mistaking who sent her that text. She decided to reply.
HYUUGA! How the hell did you get my number?
The reply came after a minute or so.
I can't tell u, ur not in Dauntless
What was he doing talking to her? 'Cold feet'? Did he mean…? No! How could he know about that? Mikan refused to believe he knew her that well.
Stalker...wait…cold feet?
This time the reply came a while later, which felt like forever since Mikan had taken off her iPod headphones and stared at the screen till a message came.
In your dreams BBL- yeah, ur not gonna show up tonight
What did Hyuuga care if she came or not? It's not like he wanted to see her. No, that wasn't true he'd want to see her- uncomfortable that is. Parties and sports like that were his territory while academics were hers and it had stayed that way since high school started almost. Neither crossed court lines.
The way Hyuuga talked like he knew her so well was seriously pissing her off though. Who did he think he was? Half of Mikan wanted to go to that party just to spite him and prove him wrong but the other half wanted to stay in her comfort zone. A devious idea entered Mikan's head that tipped the scales.
Wanna bet?
One more nervous minute.
Bring it on Polka Dots
Hyuuga had it coming to him. It was so stupid of him to make a bet where she could definitely control the outcome. Now she just had to make him regret pushing her to come but more than get back at Hyuuga for the things he constantly did to her, Mikan knew there was something she wanted more than anything else, even more than for him to leave her alone. And that was answers, answers to the questions that she just hadn't managed to wrap her head around all these years.
They hadn't always been this way but that changed seven years ago. There were so many times Mikan just wanted to get it out and over with. It was like the thoughts in her head were so loud because she hadn't said them. She knew she would probably regret voicing her doubts but you couldn't even try to take back what you haven't said in the first place, now could you?
I win and you answer 5 questions. Honestly. Think you can manage that Hyuuga?
She'd bet Hyuuga was laughing right now, thinking she was such a 'sluttish bookworm'.
Lmao, that's ur stake? Alright WHEN I win, u'll have to wear a yellow bikini!
What. Is. Wrong. With. This. Guy?
Wtf where?
She couldn't think of any place he could possibly expect her to wear it to apart from the beach but the boy was clearly crazy right then. Mikan wanted to make sure.
Gym, next week
She was right; he was insane. You wear leotards for gymnastics, at worst you wear a tight shirt and shorts (ugh that might be what Luna will do). Bikini's were BEACH-wear. Totally out of the question. How the hell did he expect her to wear one to the school gym? She'd be the laughingstock of the school!
You can't wear a bikini to a gym!
Mikan was pacing her room at this point, throwing a glance through her window towards his to make sure he wasn't in his room where he could see her. His blinds were drawn so she couldn't tell. Weird, he almost never shut his blinds.
Well be prepared for it
That sadistic bastard. Seems like she can't call him that enough times to do him justice. Ugh. It didn't really matter because Mikan had already decided to go. It's not like she'd pay the penalty. Otherwise under any other circumstances she wouldn't even give that scenario a 0.01% chance of turning into reality.
Deal. Cya there jock boy.
~()~
Mikan laid back on the bed. No point in second guessing herself now. The deed was as good as done. She was so going to this party now. Anna didn't even have to drag her and Hotaru didn't have to give her the 'look'. Yay for them, boo for her.
She sat up when she heard the doorknob turn. Hotaru stepped in. Not too surprising since she was at the Imai mansion, waiting for her friend to show up after the maid told her that 'Miss Imai' asked her to wait in her room.
Mikan did a double take, damn Hotaru looked good! Anna had already finished with her it seemed. She was wearing a black halter dress that went down to her knees, light makeup and her hair styled to curl outward a bit. Hotaru's hair was very short so the look worked well and her makeup was so light Mikan hoped it'd be the same for her! The dress was pretty modest in length but the cloth split at the waist to meet again at the back of the neck and half of the back was open. It was more daring than Mikan would ever wear but Hotaru pulled it off in a very classy way.
"How long are you going to stare idiot?" Hotaru questioned, tapping her foot. Mikan then noticed the glossy dress shoes with a 2 inch heel.
"Woah Hotaru you look amazing!" Mikan complimented with a smile getting up off her seat on the bed. "Where's Anna and Nonoko?"
"They're in the master closet where Anna's set up her workstation." Hotaru replied, leading the way.
"Umm doesn't that sound a little extreme, I mean we're just changing right?" Mikan chuckled nervously. "It's not like in one of those movies where people get shoved into a chair and end up looking totally different right? Because that is not what I signed up for."
Hotaru didn't deem that as deserving of a reassurance so she led Mikan into the closet silently.
"Ahh Mikan! What took you so long?" Anna exclaimed, getting a tight grip on Mikan's arm and dragging her onto the chair that looked like the ones that directors and movie stars sat on during a shoot.
"What is this thing?" Mikan asked about the chair. She felt like she'd have a lot of questions for Anna that evening. Mikan had a rule; never eat apply anything to yourself that you don't know the name of.
"It's my portable make-up chair silly! Hotaru's mom had like high-backed chair that made it hard for me to work with. Good thing I brought a spare!" Anna chirped, turning on a heavy makeup light that was fixed into the dressing table in front of her. "Thankfully her mom has all the gear so I didn't need to get my set. Alright first things first, do you need anything shaved?"
Mikan felt very weird answering the awkward question, "Umm I'm fine thank you."
"It's not about whether you want to Mikan!" Anna explained. "Have you seen people in dresses who don't shave their legs and arms? It's so disgusting. I mean we're human beings! We're not supposed to have hair all over our body!"
"Actually, that's what makes us mammals." Mikan remarked dryly.
Anna shot her a look, "Do you want to be like Godzilla?"
Mikan wrinkled her nose, "Umm. No."
"Well then you better come into the bathroom right now."
Mikan sighed. What other option did she have?
Fifteen minutes and a bunch of screams later, Mikan came out of the bathroom after a waxing treatment rubbing the skin on her arm tenderly.
"Where's Nonoko?" Mikan asked, wondering why she had to go through this alone. Hotaru was nowhere to be seen.
"She went to get a bite to eat from the kitchen." Anna answered, sitting Mikan down in the chair again. "I'll tell her to get you something too."
Mikan smiled at the thought of food. Anna opened her hair and started playing with it. "I have a great idea for your hair! How do you feel about pigtails?"
"Well it's been a really long time since I've worn them. Won't it look silly?" Mikan asked, not too against the idea but thinking of the room it leave for Hyuuga to comment about her hair.
"Nonsense. Trust me." Anna reassured, combing her hair to get rid of any knots or tangles. Then she took divided the hair evenly and started curling it loosely with a hair curler after applying some crème to her hair.
"Hey Mikan!" Nonoko's voice came as she entered the room. Mikan's eyes darted to the sandwich in her hand. It looked suspiciously like a grilled chicken and mayo sandwich.
"Thank God!" Mikan nearly cried out as she jumped from her seat and went to retrieve the sandwich, "I swear this has got to be the best thing I've ever tasted." She said in between bites.
"What, no hello?" Nonoko asked pouting slightly.
Mikan grinned and then held out her arms to hug her. "Hey there Nonoko."
Nonoko grinned, "So how do you like my dress?" she asked Mikan as she twirled around.
Mikan then gazed at Nonoko's dress. She was wearing a sequin and bead black dress that had the shoulder style of a shirt on one side. The other side was off-shoulder and Mikan would bet that it was one of Anna's own creations. She was barefoot though which was weird, considering the cold tile flooring.
"You look super pretty, "Mikan gushed, "But what about your shoes?"
"Oh my shoes are painful. Pretty but painful. I don't feel like killing my feet before I have to." Nonoko replied to Mikan when Anna couldn't hear them.
Then the girls started talking about the latest Gossip Girl episode as Anna sprayed her hair with some styling spray so it would retain its shape. She tied the two divisions of hair together with small elastics and brought a lock of hair up to wrap around each.
"There! Done!" Anna puffed out. "Now for your makeup."
Mikan cringed.
Ugh.
Makeup.
Well it's better than wearing a yellow bikini.
"Where's Hotaru?" Mikan asked. It was funny how that girl was nowhere to be seen even in her own house.
"She's taking care of some business matters, " Nonoko replied as she fiddled with her phone. " She said she'd be back by now though."
By the time Anna finished Mikan's makeup and made her put on the white and maroon striped long-sleeved sweater dress she had picked out for her, it was 7 o'clock.
Mikan was just looking at herself in the mirror. Gah what was up with the dress? Sure it looked pretty and all but seriously did she have to wear it? What was wrong with jeans and a t-shirt? Besides it wasn't as if she was trying to impress anyone. Just then Hotaru appeared at the doorway, with a scowl marring her face. "We're late."
Mikan rolled her eyes, "Well it's not like you have been helping."
"I have other things to take care of. Besides I'm not a make-up guru," she scoffed.
"True that," Mikan mumbled, "Look Hotaru, do I have to wear this?" Mikan asked pointing to her dress.
Hotaru smirked, "Well obviously I'm not going to let you go to my party wearing that," she indicated to Mikan's jumper and jeans which was thrown in a corner.
"What's so bad about that?" Mikan sniffed. She liked her clothes, they were soft and comfy.
Hotaru didn't reply to that, "Where's Anna?" she asked instead.
Anna came out of the bathroom somehow completely ready in a span of a mere 15 minutes. She was wearing a violet-grey asymmetrical mini dress with 4 inch platform heels. The ankle cuff had even gemstones on it! "I'm ready! Okay girls just grab your heels and purses and we're good to go."
Nonoko put on her strappy black platform heels, one at a time while Anna handed Mikan her shoes. Mikan grunted approvingly, thank god they were just one inch dancing shoes. If it had been more than that, she was planning on chucking it at Hyuuga. Well, Mikan thought to herself, the chucking the shoe part at Hyuuga would've been fun. But she had already done it once and besides she didn't want to risk spraining her ankle just to chuck a stupid shoe at him.
So there they were driving to the party with Mikan taking Hotaru in her car while Anna drove Hotaru's car there with Nonoko. Hotaru had said that Mikan didn't need her car and that she'd drop everyone off but Mikan was very sick of having to depend on other people for rides. Besides they had school the next day and what if everyone got drunk so no one could drive?
"You seriously think no one else thought of that first?" Hotaru had scoffed lightly. "There are designated drivers, don't you worry."
Mikan just felt nice having her own car. Maybe it was the thought that if things started going downhill she could just slip out and get back home. Mikan smiled at that, she said that she would show up but not how long she would stay.
"What are you smiling about?" Hotaru asked suspiciously.
"Nothing," Mikan replied the smile still plastered on her face.
Hyuuga was going down.
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When Mikan was nine, she had always wondered how high school parties would be like. Sure she had watched many movies and seen many shows but she wanted to experience one for herself. She was always very eager to attend a high school party that is until high school. The minute she became a freshman, a feeling of dread washed over her whenever she got invited to a party. It wasn't as if she didn't want to go; she was scared. Scared that she wouldn't live up to people's expectations (you see, she wasn't that much of a bookworm back then) scared of what people might think of her, scared of what she could become. So she took the safe way out and started declining all the invitations. At first people merely thought she was busy, after all high school isn't a piece of cake, it's hard to balance all the work load, extra-curricular activities and parties. But when Mikan didn't show up for the Winter Dance, people became suspicious. Was there something wrong with this girl?Why didn't she show up for a school event? That was when people began labelling as her as the 'social outcast' (all right, only Natsume and his followers did, but hey, that's a bunch of people, isn't it?)and stopped inviting her to the parties all together. After all, why would they invite someone who they knew wouldn't show up? There was no point. Mikan could hardly care less; it wasn't like she wanted to be invited to one of those high class parties. In fact she made a small promise to herself that she would never ever go to one in her high school life(don't laugh, she's is a bibliophile after all) and yet there she was at one of those goddamn parties.
Mikan sighed. What had she gotten herself into? Not only was she wearing this joke of a dress but she also had to pretend like she was drinking. She took Hotaru's advice and held on to a glass of coke(Mikan Sakura is an alcohol virgin, after all-okay that's a lie but still. She only had it once before and that too just a small sip. So it didn't count as drinking.)If anyone asked, she'd say it was a breezer and if anyone offered to give her another one, she'd smile and say that she'd already had a few before and that this was her 4th one. She had it all planned out. But she decided it was worth it. After all, she won the bet and had proved Hyuuga wrong. Besides,there was no way in hell she was going to wear a yellow bikini next week for Gym. It was absolutely insane. He had to be completely out of his mind to even think that she'd do that.
Mikan suppressed a laugh, Natsume Hyuuga was probably on pills.
Where was he anyways?
Mikan let her eyes wander around the club searching for him. From where she was sitting, she could see the dance floor clearly where Luna, Sumire and Wakako were dancing like crazy to 'Circus.' Mikan scoffed when she saw what Luna was sporting. It was a short lame detail double strap black party dress. The side was decorated with a chain lace up and finished with ruched sides. It made her bust pop out, not as if she needed that Mikan thought to herself. It emphasised her curves and highlighted her ass. All in all, Mikan concluded, it was a great dress. For a slut.
Sumire on the other hand looked amazing, Mikan concluded. And not in a slutty way either. She was wearing a short black dress too . Actually short would be an understatement, Mikan wondered if she had forgotten to wear stockings underneath it or something. The dress was pretty simple and unlike Luna's it did not have any fancy cuts or anything. It had a big belt inscribed in the centre with a reptilian texture. What made Sumire stand out was her hair. It looked absolutely gorgeous. It was messy- but in a sexy way with black streaks running through her dark green hair (which looked almost brown-probably due to the lighting).
But it was Wakako's dress which Mikan preferred out of all the three. It was a classic black(Mikan just realized that all three were colour coordinated)off the shoulder dress. Simple but very elegant. It was the kind of dress Mikan might wear. She had paired it off with a nice black 3 inch heel shoe. That was why Mikan liked her dress, it was not too desperate for attention. It was suave.
Mikan watched as Luna staggered over to the other end of the club. She smirked. Aha! So there he was hiding! He probably saw her and had chickened out. Dauntless, as if. Hyuuga and Koko were sitting on the couches in corner and were chatting with each other,well Hyuuga was probably puffing out smoke into Koko's face.. Mikan frowned, he still hadn't quit? Luna then sauntered right over to the couches and plopped down on Hyuuga's lap and within a second, both of them were engaged in an intense lip lock. Mikan blinked. She had completely forgotten that both of them were going out! Mikan sneered, they made a perfect couple after all. Luna the biggest bitch of the school and Natsume the biggest bastard.
Amazing couple.
"Are you sure you don't want to dance?" Anna's voice interrupted her from her thoughts.
Mikan shook her head. Dance? Pshh. As if.
"No, I'm fine here." She said flashing Anna one of her fakest smiles ever.
Anna squinted her eyes.
Damn. She knows I'm lying.
"Why are you acting like this?" she asked her eyes still narrowed at Mikan. To be frank, Anna looked kind of scary what with all her black eyeliner and stuff.
Mikan decided to play dumb, "Acting like what?"
Anna gave Mikan a knowing look, "You know what I'm talking about!"
"Um…"
"Just loosen up, will you? No one's out to get you here." Mikan scoffed at that, she knew that someone was out to get her. Hell he'd alwaysbeen out to get her!
Mikan sighed, "Anna you know that-"
"No Mikan!" Anna interrupted herself, "Don't let the bastards get you down!"
Mikan ran a hand through her hair, thinking. "Anna I get what you're saying, but believe me, it's no use."
"Life's too short to be sitting around miserable," Anna started as she grabbed a stool and sat beside Mikan, "People are going to talk about you whether you're doing a good job or a bad one."
Mikan stared down at the glass she held in her hand. "What are you trying to say?"
Anna sighed, "Look. You may not like all this partying stuff, but why don't you just give it a shot?"
"You want me to get drunk?"
"No!" Anna laughed, "Not necessarily!Just have fun tonight and live your life!"
"Fun," Mikan said the word thoughtfully,"Okay I'll try."
Anna grabbed her hand, "Come on!" she insisted as she led Mikan to the dance floor.
Mikan smirked, oh she was going to have fun all right. She had won the bet after all…
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