Creation of Beauty
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The world would be simpler,
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if girls knew how beautiful they were
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without the make-up and surgery.
I've Perfected Imperfection
Narumi frowned, his amethyst eyes dulling in disappoint. He said, "The academy has been an utter wreck these past few months, ever since the Valentines' Day dance, Mikan-san."
Mikan sighed, wiping a hand on her forehead, "Define your definition of wreck, please Narumi-sensei. I really hope this isn't about the incident."
He nodded weakly, muttering, "I'm afraid it is."
"So, just because the insincerity of the males in this academy, the majority of females in this sophisticated school are beginning to grow low self-esteems?" Mikan asked, tapping her foot on the pavement impatiently.
"Yes, looks like it."
"Well, I just hope those monstrous men ask the girls for a dance next year, otherwise we're all going to die alone."
Narumi's eyes popped out. "Wait—what? You're not going to fix this problematic issue?" he asked, incredulous.
Mikan rose a brow, scoffing, "Of course not. Why would I take part in something so stupid and childish—I mean, just because not enough girls were asked to dance for this year's Valentines' Day dance, doesn't mean they're hideous."
"Exactly! You're an influential and a powerful person, Mikan-san! You're also the School President while Yuu is on leave, so you should be the one convincing the girls they're not hideous people, damn it!" Narumi demanded roughly.
Mikan snickered, "Puh-lease! These girls need to get a grip, and face reality! God made us, and we're His creation, so why can't they see their beauty?"
Narumi sighed, "Mikan-san, I'd love it if you lectured them on this! You're already sounding convincing and honest with your words, so what's so bad in saying it in front of the female popularity?"
"Why should I? They should figure it out themselves—"
Narumi twitched, annoyed. "—if you do accomplish this, I assure you that Natsume-kun's fan girls will leave him alone, and you'll have him all to yourself. But alas, that can't happen unless you tell these girls what they deserve to hear!" he suggested.
Damn you, Narumi-sensei.
Mikan groaned, "You suck."
A playful grin grew on his face, as he sung, "Did I get your weak spot Mikan-san?"
"Yes, now shut up! I'll consider doing it, alright? So leave me alone!" she yelled, slamming the door on the blonde man's face.
"Hehe, so easy to manipulate you," he chuckled evilly.
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"So girls, shut the hell up! None of you are ugly losers, so get that through your darn thick heads! We're a Christian community, are we not?" Mikan demanded.
In response, the girls nodded and agreed proudly.
"Well then, what's gotten into you people? I know not a lot of you were asked to dance, but it doesn't mean your life changes every day! It doesn't mean you're ugly, or unappealing! Don't let a guy affect you like this, girls! Think for yourself and don't always rely on compliments to get you moving forward in life! You're all going to grow old, with white hairs and wrinkly, prune skin, so you've got to enjoy life while you're young!" Mikan shouted determinedly in the microphone.
They all cheered and whooped, and some even stood on their chairs, clapping.
But, Mikan wasn't finished.
"Trust me—one day, you'll find the one who'll call you beautiful, who not only sees your appearance, but your inner beauty. Everyone here is a beautiful creation."
Narumi had tears in his eyes.
"One day, you'll find the guy who finds your smile the epitome of their life, who finds you yourself, the epitome of their life, the meaning as to why they live everyday to the fullest."
Natsume cracked a tiny smile, proud of his girlfriend.
"And one day, you'll feel beautiful."
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You're amazing,
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just the way
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you are.
FINISH.
Okaaaay! Review, if you liked? :) Hehe, I based this on the song 'Just The Way You Are' by Bruno Mars. You've got to listen to it, people!