Don't Lie in Love
Formerly: What Happened When I Lied

Authoress: iTomo
Summary: If you asked me whether or not I liked Natsume Hyuuga, I would give you a straight face and answer, "No." Guess what? I'm lying. NatsuMikan; Formerly: What Happened When I Lied
Chapter: TWO – Mental Institution
Published: December 20, 2009
Notes: Same as last chapter, and by the way, trying to cookie-cutter format stories is a huge pain in the arse.
Pairing(s) In Chapter: None?
Disclaimer: iTomo doesn't not own Gakuen Alice. The authoress also would like to express the fact that in addition to no sense of humor, she has also suffered some downfalls in the little social life she has. Therefore, no funny disclaimer for this chapter either.

Amateur Authoress' Office
From the Desk of iTomo

Dear lovely readers,

Thank you so much to the people who read this story, reviewed this story, favorite-d this story, subscribed to this story, favorite-d me as an author, subscribed to me as an author, etc. You guys make me smile.

I'm sorry for not updating earlier; it's just that I've been slacking off a lot. And is this ironic or what? After I started rewriting this story, my social life has been like déjà vu. It's like history is repeating itself, except with different guys… -dies-

So yeah, lucky for you guys, I can actually write more dramatic plots thanks to my pathetic luck in romance.

I'll see you guys at the end~

Love,
iTomo


"God help you," I inwardly smiled at his confused voice, "Tell Persona I'm sorry, okay, Natsume?"

My voice cracked at his name.

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I numbly ran from the room, tears threatening to fall. My emotions were too confused; I had no idea what or how to feel. All I knew was that it hurt; my head hurt, my chest hurt, and my pride hurt.

Part of me still continued dreaming.

'But, Mikan! He might be talking about you, y'know! Who knows, maybe he thinks you're hard to get! Don't be so discouraged! Just hope!'

But the other part of me thought more sensibly, and sadly, logically.

'That's so unreasonable. There were so many times you guys were together; he didn't make a move at all. Dur. Unless you want to continue to be those freaks watching and bawling over Sailor Moon on a Friday night, listen to me, girl.'

Seriously? I like Sailor Moon, nothing against it. I should totally be the new guardian, and be like, what, Sailor Sun, the Guardian of Hotness?

. . .Okay, that was lame. That was off. That was so ew. Somebody send me to the mental institute?

I threw myself on my bed and buried my face in my pillow.

'Let's not cry just yet. God. Dammit. So, where do I start?'

I settled on moaning my heart out.

"Oooh gosh. It's okay. It's okay. What have I done to deserve this?" I tried to comfort myself to, refusing to sob. No man was worth the aftermath of a tear fest. It was so unnerving, though, how I felt so broken, yet I knew I wasn't, because I was only fifteen and what did I know about love?

"Who cares? It doesn't matter to me, because someday I'll find someone who's worth it."

I don't know what happened, but I just fell back down and cried. Hugging my knees, I promised right then and there that the only guys I should ever love again would be 2-dimensional ones that wouldn't break hearts.

I ended up falling asleep.

I groggily checked the time that was projected onto my ceiling and groaned. It was a bit past seven, and I spent the whole day practically drooling on my blanket. Ugh.

"Mikan?"

The voice brought me back to reality. I scrambled to my door and swung the door open, to find, of all people, Hotaru standing there with a paper bag in her hand.

"What happened to you?" she asked as she invited herself in. I shut the door and wondered what I was going to say to her.

"You know, Persona's missions get me really tired. Came home and fell asleep, I guess."

"I see," she muttered before holding the paper bag she was holding towards me, "Your dinner."

I peered into the bag and found our school dinner, packaged. Curry? I cleared away a spot on my desk and got ready to eat.

"Thanks," I said after a few bites, "What brings you here? You usually send turtle-mail."

Hotaru snorted as she leaned against the bedpost of my bed. "I actually don't need anything. Hyuuga mentioned that you weren't at dinner, so I thought that you should eat. Friendly obligation."

I froze slightly when I heard that. My heart sank at the thought of him, and I slouched in my seat, staring at my food.

"Is there something wrong with you? You're acting weirder than usual."

"Nah."

"If you say so."

"Yeah," I forced a small laugh, "I found out something interesting today, Hotaru~"

"Anything you think is interesting probably isn't. But I'll listen."

I swiveled my chair so that I was facing her. "Natsume Hyuuga likes you~!"

"Okay, are you sure there's nothing wrong with you? I can call the nurse or something."

I started laughing uncontrollably, even though nothing was funny about the matter, "God, Hotaru, one of the most popular guys in school likes you, is attracted to you, doesn't think he has a chance, and you're taking this time to send me to the hospital?"

Hotaru's eyes narrowed slightly, "And you say this because?"

"I had a little chat with him today."

"God, you're so stupid. Stop dreaming and just eat. Maybe you're low on energy."

"At least give him a chance?"

Okay. Like, what am I doing right now? Am I, the drama queen and top-notch romanticist, actually trying to set up my crush of five years and my best friend?

"I'll go for now. Call me when you feel like you're sane again, 'cause we have to discuss some details about Nogi's next photoshoot," Hotaru waved the comment off and left.

I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.


Amateur Authoress' Office
From the Desk of iTomo

Dear lovely readers,

Woot. Made it to the end of Chapter 2 alive. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure how far I was going to get with this story. I have this other NatsuMikan idea in my head, and I'm wondering, "Should I write it? Or should I leave it until Don't Lie in Love and Boys Before Alices get farther ahead?"

Ah, whatever.

School is also killing me. I absolutely cannot wait for winter vacation. I'm going to start crying for joy when that happens. Screw AP classes and their projects.

Anyways, time to give thanks to my lovely reviewers! I have replied to all of them via PM. So props to:

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And now for the reviewer(s) who is/are anonymous or have blocked the reply option:

hagu : Haha, thank you for the lovely review. And the story you might be talking about is probably the older generation of this story on my old account, Clapping Reflection. The summaries and plots are pretty much exactly the same, because this is a rewritten version of it~ Hope the confusion clears up, and if you still feel hesitation, feel free to contact Clapping Reflection, and most likely, it'll be me again XD~

Ugh. Must finish next chapter of my other stories. –dies-

Love,
iTomo

PS: No retarded song this time, but review for me anyway~!

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