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Chapter 20-Words from his heart
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Westfield Classroom
Mikan and Yuki were chatting when they heard some girls.
"Devon-sama, take me to the ball."
"We'll look gorgeous together."
The brunette turned her head to see the girls circling him.
What ball? She thought, confused.
Yuki saw her expression and smiled. "Ah, I forgot to tell you about the ball." She said. "You see Mikan-chan, every year Westfield holds an annual ball and classes are suspended on that day, there will be an orchestra and a long line of buffet. I think Gakuen Alice holds dances too."
Mikan nodded. "They do."
"Do you have any one you want to go with?"
Devon's face suddenly appeared on her mind causing Mikan to blush.
Yuki smiled. "It seems that you do."
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After School
Mikan wandered all over campus and, eventually found herself near the lake.
I wonder why this place is so relaxing, she thought, admiring the beauty of the area.
The chocolate eyed girl heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Devon.
"Oh, hi." Mikan greeted.
"Hn."
Devon started reading and she just stared at the lake.
"Oh, yeah, are you going with anyone to the dance?" The ice caster asked suddenly.
The brunette tore her gaze away from the lake. "Huh?"
Devon leaned on the tree. "Are you going with anyone to the dance?" he repeated.
Mikan shook her head. "No."
"Well, do you mind if we go together?" he hesitantly asked.
She was surprised. "No, it's all right."
He smiled. "Thank you." Devon said and left. I will tell you something important on that day. The chocolate eyed girl smiled to herself.
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The day before the dance
"Mikan-chan, let's go shopping for dresses." Yuki said.
"Sure Yuki-chan." Mikan said. And they both headed to the stores.
Choosing clothes and accessories sure were hard.
Both of them went to many shops, tried on various dresses and many shoes, until they finally found what they were looking for.
They both looked gorgeous.
They both bought clothes, accessories, and a lot more before they headed off to the shake bar.
"Mikan-chan you look so beautiful in that dress." Yuki commented.
"Thank you; you look pretty too, Yuki-chan." She said.
They bid each other farewell and headed back to their rooms.
I wonder what will happen tomorrow. Mikan thought falling asleep.
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The day of the dance
Devon knocked lightly on the brunette's door.
"Just a minute." She said and opened the door.
Devon's eyes widened at how beautiful Mikan looked. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and she was wearing the necklace he gave her. He blushed but the dense girl did not see it.
On the other hand, Mikan was enthralled with Devom. He was wearing a white tuxedo and it suit him perfectly.
"Shall we go?" he asked, holding out his hand, breaking her trance. She took it and they went on their way.
The quadrangle's decoration was beautiful. Colourful lights hung all over the area, the glass tables were elegant, the orchestra was playing music lightly and there were many pretty girls and handsome boys dancing to the flow of the music.
"Wow." Mikan was enthralled with the quadrangle. It looked absolutely beautiful!
"All right everyone; the ball will start please come to the centre and dance with your partners." The announcer said.
"May I have this dance?" Devon said bowing a little and holding out his hand. Mikan smiled and took it.
They both started dancing the waltz. Devon leaned closer and whispered in her ear:
"You look very beautiful tonight."
She blushed. "Thank you. You look handsome yourself." Mikan said.
The ebony boy suddenly stopped dancing. "Devon?" The brunette asked. He didn't answer and pulled her into a hug. Heat rose to her cheeks.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"Don't you know what you're doing to me?" Devon asked. "I just can't get you out of my mind. I find myself loving every single thing about you."
Her eyes widened.
He hugged her tighter and whispered words that Mikan thought would never hear:
I love you…
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I hope you enjoyed
Midnight Leo
