I decided to post this a little early since I'm feeling a little under the weather.

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Yeah, yeah...On with the story! (It's a bit short. My chapters are getter shorter, sorry.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice, or affiliated with any parties that do.
(Seriously, my artistic talent is not as good as Higuchi Tachibana's.)


Mikan felt like she was in a good mood today. She stretched her arms as she woke up to the bright sun splashing rays of light through her curtains. To accommodate her mood, she chose her one of her favourite outfits; a bright lime green t-shirt with a chibi tangerine face and a pair of faded jeans. She began brushing her hair while humming the latest chart-topper , until something echoed in her mind.

I think it's for the publicity.

"Shut UP!" Mikan yelled. She slammed her fists onto the desk of the vanity. The vanity shook, causing some stuff to fall down.

Mikan sighed and continued to brush her hair. At each stroke, her newly curled hair bounced like an aftermath.

"Okay, Mikan!" she suddenly yelled, holding her brush to the air. "Today, you'll live your day like it's your last! And that does not mean hiding in a dark hole and crying! It means living without a care in the world! Got it?"

The door flung open and rebounded on the wall.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" Hotaru appeared with a cup of coffee in her hand, her voice monotonous.

Mikan grinned and dropped her brush.

"Me, of course! I promised myself that I wouldn't be a zombie today! I promised myself that I wouldn't let anything bother me!"

A small smile appeared on Hotaru's light pink lips.

"That seems reasonable."

"Right!" Mikan yelled, pumping her fist in the air.

xOxO

Clover crossed her legs as she simultaneously sipped her mocha. She looked outside, the leaves from the trees at the park danced in the wind at a rapid speed. She sighed and took another sip, warming her insides.

"Clover, why haven't you been at the fashion show meeting? You know it's in two months." Her friend Loli asked. She twirled a dark brown strand in between her varnished fingers, anxiously waiting for a response. The quiet bustling of the Sugar & Spice Bakery echoing in the background.

"Didn't I text you?" Clover replied in a matter-of-factly tone. She put down her mocha. "I said I was at White Wind. I was watching Natsume-kun film his new drama."

"Shut up!" Loli cried in surprise. "You mean the one with Mikan Sakura?"

Clover's jaw tightened, her grip on the cardboard cup stiffening.

"Yeah. She's absolutely brilliantly." She drawled, sarcasm dripping from her voice. Loli bit her lip and shifted her weight to her other side; Clover's jealous/angry side was a force to be reckoned with.

"But, seriously, why are you there?" Loli asked curiously.

"To see Natsume-kun. Duh." Clover said, her voice slightly quieter. "I mean, I haven't seen him for four whole months. Talk about being male-nourished." She laughed a forced and bitter laugh.

Loli knew for a fact that Clover was lying. She knew that Natsume broke off the relationship. She knew that Clover boarded the plane out of sheer spite, to try to prove that she was irreplaceable. She knew that Clover's affair with the American soccer player was meant to be splashed on tabloid magazines. She knew that Clover was absolutely horrified when she found out that Natsume had moved on and the paparazzi labelled her a scandalous starlet. Loli knew everything.

Yet the striking brunette bit her tongue, suppressing anything that might accidently slip out. Anything that can make Clover simply snap.

Loli sighed inwardly and looked at Clover, who was still staring at the leaves doing their autumn dance. She took all her hair and one clasp and moved it to her other shoulder, an act of nervousness she would usually do.

"I-I have to go now, Clover."

Clover's head snapped into place, looking at her partner. Her short blonde locks swished in an angry motion. Even her hair acted with her emotions.

"Okay. And don't worry, Loli," Clover paused for effect, tucking a short strand behind her pierced ear. "I'll come to the next fashion show." She smiled at Loli; the smile that was used for photo shoots and red carpets.

But it was plastic, of course. Perfection cannot be reached even in the media industry.

xOxO

Rika stood up, her face blank with no emotion. With a marker in her hand, she managed to faintly X out another day on her calendar.

She looked out the window. The rain was falling. Falling hard. Her emotions mimicked the weather and tears fell from her eyes and down her cheeks. Rika pressed her palms against the window, listening to the pitter-patter of the rain.

She waited. Hiroshi was her Prince Charming, her savior. Yet, where was he?

"CUT!"

The bell rang harshly throughout the outside set. People clapped from the sidelines, causing Mikan to slightly turn pink and do a quick bow. Leon was the loudest clapper, yelling "YAY MISS SUNSHINE!!!"

Mikan hopped down the steps and walked up to Leon. Another perfect scene, contributing to her still-perfect day.

"Aw, Mikan-chan! You did that crying scene with pure perfection!" he complimented. Mikan didn't have difficulty crying. In fact, it was kind of relaxing. She examined her right hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Okay, okay. Everything back to Studio Eight!" Leon yelled. Mikan sighed with content and skipped over to Hotaru, who was eating popsicles from the sidelines.

She hit Mikan in the head playfully with a smile.

"So, how did it feel like crying without guilt?" she asked, with a smile still intact.

"Owwie, Hotaru!" Mikan pouted while holding her head. Hotaru stuck her purple popsicle back in her mouth and walked away.

Mikan looked up at the blue skies and prayed to whoever was looking for the smooth day to continue.

xOxO

"Looks like Flowers is much more cheerful today." Natsume commented. Ruka nodded in agreement and opened his mouth.

"Sakura-chan looks much more happier...wait, did you just say Flowers? I thought she was Polka Dots."

Natsume smirked and shrugged.

"Things change."

They certainly do. Thanks, Sakura-chan. Ruka silently said, smiling privately.

xOxO

"Hiyas!" A girl with sleek dark blue hopped into the studio, her hair swishing back and forth and covering her face. The people in front of the studio doors gasped and their eyes turned all...sparkly (?). She smiled a cute smile and skipped up to Natsume. She grinned as she stood face to face with him and openly hugged him.

"Natsu-chan!" she cried in a singsong voice.

Mikan dropped her water bottle. So much for a perfect day.