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Princess Engagement Program Chapter 13
"Mikan-san, please marry me!"
"Do you know this book Mikan-san? I know, I love it too!"
"Mikan-san, can I have your autograph?"
"Ano… Everyone, can you all please be quiet? You are all in the library…" Mikan gives the sweetest smile she could give, immediately melting her fanboys' hearts. The atmosphere in the library suddenly became fluffy. Mikan shuddered.
They all fell silent, but some would occasionally sigh when Mikan giggled at a text message she would receive or when Mikan put on a serious face while writing on library cards or when Mikan herself would sigh. The whole time Mikan was in the library there would be a dozen or two boys who would stare at her and watch her every move.
Mikan didn't feel too comfortable.
She restricted her movements, so as to minimize squeals or shouts. She had to stay quiet, because whenever she made a small remark, everyone in the library would give their consents. And then there were squabbles about who gets to marry her or who gets the seat nearest her counter or who gets to stay or who gets to leave. And each time, the head librarian would give a hiss at Mikan's direction.
Seriously, do these people not know how to quit?
"Huh. So you WERE popular." Mikan looked away from the window she was unenthusiastically staring out from, and gives her attention to the raven-haired boy who held out a thick biology book out to her.
"Library card please." She says as she takes the book from his grasp. She gently puts it down on her desk in front of her and reaches out to her bag where she took out her reading glasses.
"Pfft. You look funny." The raven-head sets his library card on the counter. Mikan sloppily takes it, swipes it on the contraption attached to the computer beside her, types something on the keyboard, then swipes the card again.
"Ha-ha. I didn't know you read, Hyuuga-kun." She says sweetly while smiling up at the boy. She slipped the card into the book and handed "Guide to Biology" to its borrower. "The due date is two weeks from now. Please avoid returning the book late to avoid penalties. Have a nice day!" She gives him a smile then immediately returns to stamping the new set of books bought by the academy.
She didn't need to look up to know he was still there.
"Do you need something else, sir?" She smiles a saleslady smile.
"Why, yes, I do. I want to ask why you're in credibly nice today?" Hyuuga Natsume smirks at the brunette.
"I do not know what you are talking about, sir. Librarians are NATURALLY nice, so I don't really get you, SIR." She gives strong emphasis at the last word, smiling ever-so-sweetly at her arch enemy.
"You're a librarian?" Natsume sarcastically asks.
"Oh no! NO! I'm just sitting here waiting for my cup of coffee since I'm OBVIOUSLY NOT the librarian!" Mikan replies with the same amount of sarcasm.
"Last question, Miss I'm-not-the-librarian. Are those glasses real or fake?" Natsume gestures toward her eyes that had a pair of glasses over them.
"Are you implying that I'm a poser?" One of the girl's eyebrows rises up, emphasizing her annoyance at the question.
"No, no. Just curious, Miss." Natsume taps the counter with both of his hands, pushes himself backwards, then gives a small, smug wave of his hand. "Later." And then he was gone.
As Natsume walked down the hallway of the academy, he wondered how Mikan's poor eyesight slipped his attention. He never ever saw her wear glasses before. She showed no signs of blurry eyesight when he was around, so since when did she have poor eyesight?
Maybe she was a poser.
But then again, they might have been real.
"I think it's because she was banned by the Head Librarian to wear contacts during duty." Koko appeared from behind him, almost making Natsume jump in surprise. But it so happens that Natsume Hyuuga never gets surprised.
"How long has she been… you know… ugh, with the eyes?" Natsume forgot what term to use about someone with a poor eyesight, then it comes to him that poor eyesight is divided into two: nearsightedness and farsightedness.
"She's myopic. Since… ugh…" Koko counts with his fingers then continues with a proud smile, "Since 5 years ago."
"Wow, that's a long time." Natsume continues walking, his hands in his pockets. She's nearsighted then, huh?*
"Yeah. You should've seen her first pair of glasses, man. They were round and large, and she should've looked like a big nerd. But, well, Mikan looked too cute in them!" Koko smiles at some memory.
"Uh-huh." Natsume responds without much gusta. He was about to round up a corner when…
"NATSUME-KUN!" A high-pitched voice squealed, then Natsume felt like he was carrying something that weighed two thousand pounds. Something—or rather, SOMEBODY—hugged him from behind. "Natsume-kun! I missed you!" The somebody's hands were wrapped around Natsume's neck tightly, and it was sorta choking him.
"Koko…. Get it off me…." Natsume said, almost running out of breath. A second later, his attacker was trying to wrestle her way out of Koko's graps. Natsume inhaled deeply and spun around to face his assailant, and was face-to-face with the girl who jumped on him not a few days ago. Yep, the one with strawberry blonde hair. He tried to remember her name… Lani… Lumpy… Lory… Lucy…
"Ah, Looney Koizumi." He smacked his forehead with an open palm.
"It's Luna, Natsume-kun! How mean!" The girl wailed in Koko's grip. Koko, on the other hand, was trying to suppress his laughter.
"Anyway, back off. I don't really know who you are. You're really… ugh…. I don't really know the word… Koko?"
"Thick-headed? Ahhh, Thick-faced? Strong-willed? Ahh, I don't really know…" Koko gripped Luna's arms tighter.
"I'll settle with thick-faced. So, ugh, Lucy Koizumi, You're really thick-faced to hug me and kiss me. I don't really know who the fuck you are." Natsume says coldly at the beautiful girl.
"Mou, mou. Fine, I'll let you go with your "I-don't-know-who-you-are" act. Now, let me go, stupid face." Luna spits out, and Koko, horrified at his new nickname, roughly drops her arms and looks at her with a stupid smile. Then Luna, with a wink and a small wave, turns on her heel and walks away.
Natsume looks at her retreating back.
Shit. He doesn't have any more time.
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"Excuse me, LUNCH LADY, but I think my soup has some hair!" Mikan drops her bowl on the stainless steel counter.
Luna Koizumi, her face twisted into a scowl, peers down at the bowl of mushroom soup. Right there, floating in the middle was a strand of strawberry blonde hair. HER hair.
The head Lunch Lady, Mrs. Kaburagi, A.K.A. The Giantess, started stomping her way to the counter. As she carefully inspected the bowl of soup, Mikan and Luna kept their mouths shut. Then the lunch lady fished the strand of hair out of the bowl using a fat thumb and a stubby forefinger, held it up for all to see.
"The second error today, Miss Koizumi. If you don't do your job properly, I'll have to put you on dishwashing duty." The lunch lady sighs. Okay, so this gigantic lady isn't exactly horrifying right now, but normally she'd be shouting her throat out. "Then, you Miss Pretty Face, here's a new bowl of cream of mushroom. Now, go away." Mikan detected the hoarseness in her voice. It wasn't easy to notice it since this lunch lady usually had this raspy and hoarse voice, but if you listen closely, you'll detect it. Mrs. Kaburagi has a sore throat right now.
"Thank you, Kaburagi-san." Mikan says as she takes the new bowl of freshly scooped cream of mushroom soup from the counter. She flips her hair once, and her eyes landed on Luna Koizumi, who looked nonchalant and pretty much carefree, though she was having cafeteria duty. "Have a nice day Koizumi-san." Mikan flashed her sickliest smile she could give, and for a moment, she saw Luna Koizumi's façade break. And then the next moment, she was back to looking at the brunette with bored eyes.
Mikan smirked as she spun on her heel.
Boy, was Luna Koizumi pissed.
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"Do you guys remember our Welcome Masquerade when we were in eighth grade? My dress at that time was neon orange, and last Wednesday, when I was rummaging through my old clothes I saw it again, and I was like 'OH Em GEEEE! Did I really wear this thing?'" Anna laughed at the memory of her old closet ventures from the past week.
"I remember that dress! I had a matching bright yellow one, didn't I? Gosh, they were terrible!" Nonoko laughed with Anna. She playfully slapped her best friend on the shoulder.
"Well, Welcome Masquerades' back in Middle School were boring. All caps, B-O-R-I-N-G!" Mikan gave a small sigh, "I mean, it starts really early in the evening and ends before midnight. I didn't really enjoy the 4-hour durations of those balls. I mean, how much fun can we have in four hours?" Mikan asks her friends. They were in the classroom, seated in the middle of the room. Announcements were just finished and they were given a two-hour-long free period due to a Faculty meeting, and Mikan, Anna, Nonoko, and Hotaru decided to stay in and chat it out. Mostly just the first three.
"None. In the four hours of the party, we sit on our chairs for an hour, and then dance it out for a goof thirty minutes, and then spend the rest of the night laughing like drunken men." Hotaru said.
"I know! I know!" Mikan props an elbow on the desk, and places her head on her palm. "But it's nice that we're high schoolers now! I mean, we don't need to wear lame masks or go home early in the night! Ahh, were gonna party like hell!" Mikan smiles brightly. In the announcements, Narumi-sensei told them about the Welcoming Ball of the High School Department. It's to be held in the Alice Auditorium, 5 weeks from now. Then he left for the meeting saying that the other information would be said on tomorrow's homeroom, since the matter was only partially discussed by the teachers.
"I only hope they don't pick some lame them this year. I heard they chose a Retro theme last year, and almost nobody attended since it as so lame." Nonoko, who was seated on the edge of the long mahogany desks, dangled her feet in front of her.
"Retro's not too bad." Mikan comments.
"Are you serious? I mean, disco balls may be pretty cool, but shiny gold outfits and large beady earring are so not in." Anna says.
"Well…" Mikan imagined how she would look wearing a super shiny gold cocktail dress she saw in an old movie. She made herself put on large yellow hoop earrings and a pair of dazzling knee-high gold boots. "Ahh, on second thought, Retro's pretty off." She grinned sheepishly.
"It would be rather nice if we had a cool theme or something. Like wearing chemicals or being a mutation or something. Nonoko, being the Chemistry nerd that she is, thought of wearing a DNA-shaped dress. She found it hard to imagine something complicated, so she was stuck in her thoughts for a while.
"Eww. Like I'd wear something like that. It would be better if we wore strawberry dresses or cake skirts! That would be awesome! We'd like, eat each other off." Anna giggled. Mikan, realizing the meaning in the bubbly girl's words, turned red at the image of 'eating each other off'. She fake-spat in disgust.
"Anna, that's gross." Mikan spat.
"It's a fetish." Anna giggled. Wow, she looks really innocent. But Mikan's pretty sure that innocence is only skin-deep. Whatever went on in that pink head of Anna's, she doesn't want to know.
"It would be better if we just had a Victorian-themed party." Hotaru commented.
"Or a gothic-themed one." Anna said with a wild glint in her eye.
"Uhh, please don't bring that up. I don't really remember what went happened that day but what I do remember are the days before that. I'd rather not… remember them." Mikan cringed at her poor choice of words. She just used remember twice. She hopes the other girls would not make up some double meaning for them. Wait, did she imply that MAYBE her words did have a double meaning? Mikan's mind went on and on, but the girl herself barely understood anything.
"Hey, Hota-chan, Mikan and Nonoko are like immersed in their little worlds." Anna told the lavender-eyes genius.
The latter just gave a shrug.
(;_;)
Class 1-C
"Ruka-kun do you like books?"
"Ruka-kun, I heard you liked rabbits!"
"Ruka-kun, is it true that you're mom's a French countess?"
"Ehh, ummm… anoo… Can you girls slow down a bit?" Ruka Nogi gave a sheepish grin. It's been two weeks since class started, and he, being introduced as a French nobleman, has been given special treatment by almost everybody in his class. He couldn't read a book in peace, eat snack during class in peace, take a short nap in peace, or even pick up an eraser in peace. Basically, he had no sort of peace. Whenever he tried to step out of his classroom, this weird bunch of girls who call themselves the "Ruka-ouji-sama fan club" would crowd around him, making him unable to take one step further.
It would be nice if he could go to Class A's room. He wanted someone to talk to, like Mikan or Hotaru or Anna or any of his other childhood buddies. He heard they were all thrown in one room under the arrangements of the headmaster himself. He always wondered how the headmaster could do this kind of things as he pleases without getting any protests from the other students.
Turns out Class 2-A was a student-proclaimed off-limits area. The student council passed a decree of some sort that in order to give protection to the rich, the popular, and the famous, The Class A of each year is to be off-limits to non-A students.
Ruka also heard that unlike the rest of the classes, Class A students are not randomly selected but are picked out of the batch, depending on their social status, intelligence level, and wether or not the student is prone to fanclub rallies and mobs.
So basically, Class A is given special treatment.
Why is that? It just makes him all pout. It's pretty unfair for those students who are totally popular with the girls!
"Well, aren't you conceited?" Ruka heard a small voice tell him. He found himself looking at a raven-head in the crowd that gathered around him.
"Well, why are you here, Hotaru-san?" He gives a small smile at the direction of the lass, making the other girls around him fall limply on their sides against the cold, marble floors.
"The sensei told me to give you this." Hotaru Imai, being the students' representative of the batch, was told to bring the prince a student guide book. Serina-sensei had forgotten to give the transferee the book at her own time, and Hotaru, who was at the time passing notebooks to Narumi, had to be the odd teacher's errand girl of the day. Tough luck.
"Ahhh~ Arigatou, Imai-san~!" Ruka flashes a warm smile.
"Hn." Then the raven head spun on her heel and walked toward the opened double doors of Class 1-C.
"And next time, I think you should keep out of my head." Ruka said as the doors closed after genius' retreating back.
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