Sorry Guys for not updating regularly! My finals are coming up really fast now! The first one is on Friday! I'm very nervous…please wish me luck! My graduation is ALSO on Friday! Wah~ Going into high school seems a little scary! Q.Q
But here is the story now! Please read and review!
Hope you enjoy~
"Um. What?"
Mikan snapped back to reality as she stared intently at Natsume's face, searching for traces of mischief and a laughter. But there was none.
"I don't know Mikan. I really don't know what's going on anymore."
Natsume sighed and curled up into the chair. Mikan stared at the floor, her mind suddenly freezing up. The world seemed to shake and spin around her.
"Well…who is it?"
"It's…"
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. THE PERFORMANCE IS BEGINNING IN 10 MINUTES. PLEASE ASSUME YOUR POSITIONS BACKSTAGE AND DO NOT BE LATE FOR YOUR ENTRANCE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION."
Mikan didn't hear a word Natsume said. She isn't exactly a great mouth reader either. But there was no time left. The performance is starting. Mikan slowly made her way over to her group of friends, as Natsume made his way to his band, giving Seji an annoyed look as he walked by.
With the nervousness and the bad news, there was only one person Mikan wanted to see. Hotaru. Hotaru would surely be there for her whenever she needed her.
"Hotaru…"
"Oh! You, uh…scared me Mikan. Ahem. What do you want." Hotaru may have tried to hide her unusual jumpiness, but her eyes had little alarms going off in them. Mikan found that a bit weird, but decided that it was just the nervousness causing it.
"I don't know what to do…Natsume is apparently engaged."
"Oh. I'm sorry Mikan."
Hotaru seemed terribly calm. But when Mikan took a closer look, there was sorrow written all over her face, as if she felt for her best friend as well. But there can't be anymore conversations. The performance is about to start.
Gathering some of her dress in her hands, she took the microphone and walked to the curtains. Touching her hair for the last time, Mikan let out a deep breath and tried to forget about everything that just happened.
"For our first performer ladies and gentlemen, we have our lovely MIKAN SAKURA!"
The crowd cheered. At the front row, Mikan saw Aoi's bright neon pink sign that said:
"I LOVE YOU MIKAN. YOU ARE FRIKIN AWESOME. GO KICK BUTT GIRL!"
Smiling, she nodded for the techies to start the music….
Speak Now
I, am not the kind of girl,
Who should be rudely barging in,
On a white veil occasion.
But you, are not the kind of boy,
Who should be marrying the wrong girl.
I, sneak in and see your friends,
And her snotty little family all dressed in pastel.
And she, is yelling at the brides maid,
Somewhere back inside a room,
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry.
This is surely not what you thought it would be.
I lose myself in a daydream
Where I stand and say
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said "speak now"
Fond gestures are exchanged
And the organ starts to play
A song that sounds like a death march
And I am hiding in the curtains
It seems that I was uninvited
By your lovely bride-to-be
She floats down the aisle
Like a pageant queen.
But I know you wish it was me
You wish it was me (Don't cha?)
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said "speak now"
I hear the preacher say
"Speak now or forever hold your peace
There's the silence, there's my last chance
I stand up with shaking hands, all eyes on me
Horrified looks from
Everyone in the room
But I'm only looking at you.
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in
On a white veil occasion
But you are NOT the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl!
( Ha! )
So don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said, "speak now"
And you Say
Let's run away now
I'll meet you when
I'm out of my tux at the back door
Baby, I didn't say my vows
So glad you were around when they said
"Speak now"
Mikan was half crying half smiling finishing the song. She didn't know how perfect her song fit her. Bowing and waving at the crazy crowd, she walked quickly off the stage.
Only to run into the last person she ever wanted to see.
"Natsume…"
"Mikan. Let's talk."
"I'm very tired."
Without saying a word, Natsume picked her up, ignoring her protests and carried her to his dressing room. Setting her down on his couch, he grabbed his own chair.
"I WANT TO GO HOME."
Mikan screamed and kicked. Tears were trailing down her cheeks already.
"I'm sorry Mikan. You know perfectly I love you. My father arranged this for me. There really isn't anything I can do. You know how strict he is…I want you to know. No matter HOW many years have passed, I will ALWAYS love you. I promise."
Mikan wiped her eyes, and looked up.
"Do you really promise?"
"I promise."
Natsume said in his most sincere and serious tone.
Mikan smiled a little bit.
"Who is the girl?"
Just then, someone barged into the door.
"You are no comparison to who my son is going to marry. Her looks, her background, her brains, surpass yours by I don't know how many times."
Natsume stood up angrily.
"Father."
"Shut up Natsume."
Natsume shook violently, and quieted down. But didn't take a seat and stood glaring. Mikan's eyes were wide and she could feel the tears forming up again.
The dark haired man continued to speak coldly.
"You have no right to ask my son who he is marrying for it is none of your business. But if you insist."
Mikan looked up and met his eyes.
"Hotaru Imai."
I think I've been watching way too many Korean Dramas 3 3 BUT THEY ARE TOO GOOD!
Anyways, sorry for not updating! But thank you all for supporting me and being my source of inspiration and encouragement! Please review! Thank you very muuuch!