Mikan: …
Me: What?
Mikan: This is the chapter when I met… *looks at Natsume*
Natsume: I didn't even sign up for this job!
*Both looks at me*
Me: … I do not own Gakuen Alice …
Natsume: What is even supposed to happen after we meet?
Mikan: Yeah.
Me: Uhm… Uh… About that… He…he…
Natsume: I am so going to murder you in your sleep.
*Mikan cries*
Chapter 4: Let's get drunk
It took me quite a while before I could decide on the right outfit. After several minutes, I've decided on Christian Louboutin Fetish boots, denim Marc by Marc Jacobs shorts, and a Betsey Johnson taffeta corset. For my hair, I decided to curl the ends up a bit. I took a quick shower and fixed myself up. When I was finished with my hair, I took time and looked at myself in the mirror.
"I clean up good. Hihi." I laughed at myself in the mirror.
Maybe I really am turning narcisst.
I got my Hawaii exclusive Prada purse and made my way outside. Until I hit something.
No, someone.
The "person" groaned in frustration.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorr—," I apologized fast. Then I saw who it was.
"Hyuuga." I whispered.
He looked at me as if he was trying to remember something.
"Do I… know you..?" He asked.
"Uhm…" I have to think of something fast! He was eyeing me really intently. Oh! I hope this works…
"I'm… uh… S-sakura's s-sist-ter!" Phew. But it looks like he took it.
Weird. I expected him to be smarter…
"Oh. I see. I didn't expect Sakura's sister to be this beautiful." He commented with a gorgeous smile.
That's not fair. He doesn't talk to me, as in the racer me, like that.
Maybe because you keep on disguising yourself as a guy… My inner self said.
Natsume pulled out his hand from his pocket and said, "Natsume Hyuuga. Yoroshku Onegaishimasu. May I know your name?"
Oh Shit! What do I do?! What do I do?!
"Uhm… M-mikan. Mikan Sakura-a." I said, shaking his hand.
He smiled at me, but at the same time, he was eyeing me weirdly again. It made me uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry. My friend is waiting for me, so… uh… I'll see you around. B-bye."
Sigh. I couldn't wait for him to reply anymore. I turned around and walked to the parking lot.
"Mikan, eh?" Natsume smirked while watching Mikan walk out of the building.
"What the hell took you so long?!" Was the first sentence Hotaru said when she saw me exiting the building.
"Hyuuga." Was all I said.
It was really ironic because such a name would make Hotaru, the supposedly calm-and-composed manager, and Ruka, the supposedly quiet-and-shadow-like acquaintance both screamed, "Whhhaaaatttt?!!!"
God. Why didn't I just keep my mouth shut? Why didn't I?!
"Sigh. I'll tell you about it later in the car. Let's get going. It's already---," I checked my watch and widened in surprise. "Nine?!"
Hotaru glared at me as if I was Luna Koizumi, that bitch who…, nevermind.
"Do you know how long you took?!"
Ruka could just nod before he got into the backseat of my car.
"Shotgun." Hotaru said as she opened the passengers door.
"Aww. No fair. I'm driving?" I complained as I got behind the steering wheel.
It took us 10 minutes to get there, even if it was approx. an hour ride, but with my driving… well, you get the point.
I only then noticed what Ruka and Hotaru were wearing. Ruka was wearing a long-sleeved blue and black polo, which, very much complimented his blonde hair, with jeans, and classic Gucci leather Italian shoes. Hotaru was wearing a silk chiffon pleated Louis Vuitton dress, matched with a Hermés Chaîne d'Ancre yellow gold necklace, which I remember her talking about the other day, and Tory Burch metallic haven pump heels.
They both look great.
Toghether? My inner voice said.
Haha. I dunno. Ask them.
When we got to the valet area of Crimson Rose bar, the three of us got out of the car and as I gave my keys to the valet as he drove away with my Audi r8.
When we got inside, Bad Romance by Lady Gaga was playing loudly and red lights were flashing in different directions.
We sat down on a booth near the dance floor when the waiter approached us and asked us for our drinks.
"I'll have a Gin." Ruka said.
"Give me a Vodka."
"You drink Vodka?" Ruka asked Hotaru, smirking like things have just gotten quite interesting.
"Trust me, she can drink anything. Sherry wine for me." I said.
After a few minutes, the waiter came back with our drinks. I took a sip from my glass as I was observing the people around.
My observation: People were either, 1) Talking 2) Dancing or 3) Making out with someone.
I wasn't really in the mood for talking, and I didn't wanna make out with Ruka or some random dude. So I just decided on 2.
"Hey, Hotaru, wanna dance?"
She just finished drinking her vodka and said, "Sure". Ruka chose to just stay there and watch.
Additional information? Hotaru was a bit…no, heck of a wild child when she goes to the dance floor. It means that the drink has taken over her. Creepy the first time I met her, but it seems normal for me now.
We headed towards the dance floor where everyone was dancing to the beat of Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake.
It wasn't really hard for me to swing with the tune of the song. I dance pretty well, Hotaru told me before, and it wasn't really much of an effort.
Speaking of which, I noticed that Hotaru wasn't there anymore, and that a guy was dancing next to me.
He was around… a 5"9, I estimated. His abs were visible through his black shirt. He wasn't really a body building man, which, by the way, I really hate. But his body had the right muscles in the exact right places.
His raven hair was covering his eyes, until he looked up and I noted the color: they were red.
"Hey." The guy said. His voice containing traces of honey and lust. It was perfect.
Only then I realized who it was.
End chapter!
Minna, I think I can upload again on Wednesday, but I'm not that sure.
You see, the lemon chapter is coming out soon, and I am quite an amateur in that area.
So, as much as possible guys, please help me!
Give me some suggestions regarding the lemon chaps. :
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