For those reading my story, it may seem a little confusing. I would just want to clarify things, before I get comments asking about it. Kyo never raped Mikan, he would attempt, but this was one of things she would not accept from him. She was, though abused, along with Yōichi. Mikan is, of course, messed up about all the abuse she went through and how her mother and her always seemed to be running away and moving. Even so, Mikan tries to always smile as to no worry her friends or her little brother, Yōichi. Though, on the outside she's cheery and stupid, her thoughts are dark. Now let me clarify something else.

Relationships:

Yōichi: Mikan's little-not-really-brother. He has never met Hotaru or Natsume outside of Alice Academy and doesn't know that those two were Mikan's best friend, either.

Ruka: Back, before her mother married Kyo and Mikan's life turned into hell, they were neighbors. This was also before, Natsume moved into his town and Ruka and him became friends. Mikan and Ruka, though not very close, were friends and often talked and played with each other.

Hotaru: Best friends with Mikan and was only friends with Natsume, because of Mikan, so when they both arrived at Alice Academy, they barely talked, but everyone knew, they knew each other outside of Alice Academy.

Natsume: Reluctantly, Best friends with Mikan, he did not know of her life with Kyo. Before he became met Mikan, he lived in Ruka's town, and became friends with Ruka, but then he had to move again because of Alice Academy and had to move to Mikan's town.

Hotaru is here

Yōichi is here

Ruka is here

Natsume is here

Shit

"Who are you?" The smooth voice cut through the startle gasps of the class.

He doesn't remember?

"Oh, sorry, I'm Mikan!" Once again, Natsume flinched from her yells.

"Go away, I'm sleeping." As he said that, Natsume was already stretching his legs and grabbing his Manga to place on hide his face.

All Mikan could do was gape, was this really Natsume? Even if he didn't remember her, he should still have the decency to be polite.

Plucking the Manga right off his face, Mikan made a face. Sticking her tongue at him and scrunching up her face, Mikan held the manga high up in the air.

"What?" Mikan was pleased when she sensed the hint of irritation in his voice.

"What's your name?"

"Natsume, now go away." Natsume's red eyes darkened with irritation

So this is Natsume

With a sigh, knowing that's all she was going to get from him, Mikan swiftly turned away from the rude boy, and gave the manga to Ruka.

"Sorry about him, he's just a little tired." Ruka apologized, grabbing the manga out of Mikan's awaiting hand, although him and Mikan both knew that wasn't the reason.

"He should learn to sleep without his teddy bear once in a while then." Mikan smirked, when she felt the red glow of annoyance.

"Um. I don't think you should say that, Mikan" Ruka looked around nervously

"Why not? He's rude and everyone should know it!" Mikan declared, while the class held their breath.

"Like everyone should hear your yelling, Polka dots?"

Polka dots?

Wha-THAT PERVERT

Turning so fast, Mikan almost tripped, she looked at the boy in disbelief.

HE DOES REMEMBER

"Y-YO-YOU PERVERT!" Mikan yelled, giving the children with extraordinary hearing a stroke.

"YOU NO GOOD, ROTTEN, PERVERTED, UN-SANITARY-"

"Un-sanitary?"

"BALLOON HEADED, PERVERT!" Mikan bellowed.

She couldn't believe him. He was calling her, her old nickname that came from the fact she had child-ish underwear patterns.

The screeching of a desk being roughly shoved was heard over the silent gasps of the people around her.

"What did you just say, you freak?" An eerily calm voice, wafted through the silence.

Mikan recognized her. The beautiful, curly-haired, girl, with emerald locks.

What was her name again? Sumo?