Hi guys! :D after a long time and many wonderful reviews I am back! :D I am really sorry that I have been gone for so long, I just started back at school and im taking an English class now for summer semester in college. I have been working a lot more and I am currently training a new employee with my company now so I have been really busy as of late. I have been going through an intense writers block and I just couldn't get the inspiration I needed to continue writing new things. Well until I got a very wonderful review from azriel-chan, she inspired me to write something AMAZING and I just HAD to post it! :D So here it is!

Disclaimer: If I owned it, Natsume wouldn't be a fourth type, they would be married and Persona would be rotting in a HOLE!

Mikan woke up and sighed, she still was not used to her new house. She favored her old home, because she did not feel out of place and like a stranger at her old home. She also detested the fact that she had to attend a whole different school, and try and attempt to make friends, which she knew was just physically impossible from the very beginning. She had always been bullied and teased at school, and she would come home bleeding, bruised and scarred every day. That was the entire reason why they had moved, her mom supposed that if they moved to an entirely different area then she would not get bullied anymore.

Mikan was a tall and slender seventeen year old girl with long brown hair and side bangs, brown eyes, and an hourglass figure. Her room was very spacious, it had crimson red walls, and in the middle was a Japanese style platform bed with black sheets. She had black and red black out curtains and her wall had some heavy metal posters and an Evanescence poster on the walls. She had a desk in the corner of the room, and a huge walk in closet and a bathroom. Her bathroom was spacious as well, it had a black shiny sink and it was also had crimson red walls. It had a pearl white toilet and a bath tub. There was a Lady Gaga shower curtain hanging from the ceiling.

She got out of bed, and went into her closet. She grabbed the required school uniform, which she thought was just retarded, which consisted of a long white pair of knee socks, a long sleeved white dress shirt, a red and gray plaid skirt, a red over coat with black buttons, and grabbed a pair of black doll shoes. Then she headed to the bathroom to take a shower, once she finished her shower she dried off and blow dried her hair. She brushed her long black silky smooth hair, threw on her uniform, styled her hair, and put on some black eye liner.

The one thing Mikan detested more than anything was uniforms, but she had no choice and had to endure the disgusting thing. Once she was ready, she grabbed her phone and went down stairs. When she got down stairs she went into the kitchen, the kitchen was very spacious as well; it had dark coffee colored walls with an island in the middle. It had granite counter tops, and a stainless steel refrigerator in the corner, and a gas solid black oven in the back, in the right corner was a huge wooden table with wooden chairs at each end of the table.

It was a really nice kitchen, but it would take some getting used to. She heaved a sigh, and sat down in one of the wooden kitchen chairs, "Good morning darling, did you sleep well?" her mother inquired. Mikan simply nodded, "I guess so. " She quietly replied. Her mother exhaled, "Listen, I realize that this move has been tough on you sweetheart. But please try to understand that I only did what was best for you. You were miserable at your old school, so I decided that it was best to move so you would not have to suffer any longer. This new school is going to be better for you, but I cannot force you to go if you truly do not want to. But I would like it if you just gave this a chance." Her mother replied.

Mikan sighed and looked down, "Look mom, I understand what you are trying to do. Believe me I do, but I cannot keep running away from my problems every time something goes wrong. I need to learn to deal with my problems, so I can learn to live on my own someday. All of this moving is exhausting, and I honestly do not like it at all." Mikan answered back. "I understand sweetheart, now go gather all of your things together; it is almost time for school." Her mother replied. Mikan groaned, and went to collect all of her things for her first day of school. Once all of her things were gathered, she left for school.