Opposite side of the tracks-4
"To be or not to be, that is the question...oh forget it!"
Mikan threw the paperback book quoting Shakespeare on the ground, and stomped down the hall. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't find anything interesting to do for detention. Studying was out of the question because she'd already memorized every line and every equation 10 times over.
And it was pointless to just sit still in study hall. The teacher, who was an overweight woman with glasses and mouse brown hair, could care less what they did. For she only sat there reading a romance novel, ignoring all of them. And when two boys began to get rowdy with spit balls she stomped out of the room and didn't return.
That was when the room erupted into chaos.
Though there was only 8 boys and 2 girls, Mikan and a short blond girl who was surely not Japanese, the room managed to be completely trashed in exactly 2 minutes. Seeing that the blond girl was frightened, Mikan had silently took her hand and snuck out the room unnoticed.
She'd gotten her proof of attending detention, so who cared if she left a little early?
The blond girl had left with a timid whisper of thanks, and Mikan had leaned against a random locker and attempted to read the English Shakespeare play. It was hopeless of course. American and England cultures were so different from common Japanese culture.
Not to mention there were so many themes she couldn't understand.
Groaning, Mikan walked swiftly through the grand school, not bothering to admire the elegant and regal displays like she had when she first came to this school. She'd learned not to judge a book by its cover.
So the glass walls overlooking the school gardens and the large marble pedestals and smooth, shiny floors didn't sway her anymore. For once in her like, she was starting to hate something. And though it wasn't a nice feeling, she felt the school deserved it.
How could all these wealthy people flaunt and whine over selfless things when people like her had to work hard each day to just get a little money to eat or pay the bills. She was so lucky she got a scholarship there in the first place.
She had no idea what had sparked the schools interest in her. She got good grades, but they weren't exceptional. And she didn't exceed in anything like sports or art. In fact, she was only known for her upbeat personality. But surely the school didn't need a spirit up-lifter.
On second thought, they actually did need one. But it probably wouldn't help a anything.
Smoothing out her uniform, Mikan walked down the corridor towards the main entrance. Hotaru had made her promise to meet her at Junjo's noodles, a nice little restaurant at the center of the town. Mikan would change out of her uniform and then take a bus.
Hopefully Hotaru wouldn't mind if she was late, because she was tired and probably wouldn't reach her in time before the-
Suddenly a hand shot out and covered Mikan's mouth from behind. 4 more hands grabbed her arms and elbows, making her immobile.
Suddenly fearful, Mikan twisted around, trying to wrench the persons hands off of her face. But the person was to strong, and he or she made a swift motion. Mikan heard something crack before a piercing pain overtook her body and she fell to her knee's.
She winced as the person and their comrades lifted her to her feet again, one of them putting a cloth to her mouth. This time she didn't try to fight back, because her arms, back, and neck were sore. The men, she realized they were male now, carried her outside towards the parking lot on the side of the schools main building.
The cloth had a Wine like scent to it and made Mikan woozy, and eventually drowsy. Before everything went black, she spotted a limo with a teenage boy leaning against it.
For a moment all she saw was his suit and a blurry pale face without features. But eventually, despite her failing consciousness, she recognized the face. And when she did, her eyes widened in horror before she finally blacked out.
Blood red eyes?
Natsume Hyugga...
Okay so I wrote this in about 30 minutes, and I had to end it here because, believe it or not, no one knows I write online and that I write romance. Its like a secret thing for me. So I can never be on here to long because they'll wonder what I'm doing :p
How'd you like this chapter? Does it make you excited? Tense? Seriously I used to be the reader not the writer so this is so new for me :p
Btw check out my other stories please! And thanks for all the support, I was so surprised at the likes on this story, I truly didnt expect it XD