Konnichiwa! Tis my first Gakuen Alice fanfic! I'll promise it will be easy and lovely to read! I just spilled a hot cappuccino all over me! :D Thank God, it wasn't as hot as a cup straight from the machine. And I DO NOT own Gakuen Alice!

Happy reading,

Hikari-chama

POV: Sakura, Mikan

Chapter 1

I sigh. This is not happening. First I go find my long-gone best friend in a school where a very girly teacher, who claims to know my mother, tried to get me into four years ago. He tried 'something' on me, but it didn't work. That shocked him massively. Then when I arrived now, I was forced to attend. I, Sakura Mikan(14), am being forced into a school my mother ran away from. I am shaming my mother whom I never met. They say I have an "Alice", and Imai, Hotaru-my best friend I was looking for-does to. Everyone in this school has one. Forced into it. Spending years hiding, like Hotaru. Some were probably forced into it worse than I was, most likely. But, I wonder if I'll be laughed at? I don't wear my pigtails anymore, but I surely don't fit in...

This is definitely bad. I need to-

"Now to introduce a new, cute student! Come on in, Mikan-chan!" A deep-ish, feminine voice interrupts my thoughts. Damn. Narumi-sensei's voice. The person who knew-or knows-my mother. Though I'm quite fond of him, he can be a pain in the ass. He tries constantly to me make me call him 'Otou-san' ever since our first meeting.

Sigh. Here goes nothing.

I enter through the door to introduce myself. Narumi beams at me. Oh, how he makes my day all awkward. Still, I put on my biggest smile.

"Hi! I'm Sakura, Mikan! Nice to meet all of you, and please take care of me!" I soften my smile as I look around the room. I stop at Hotaru.

"...Mikan," she says, ever-so-stoically.

"Hi, Hotaru. Long time no see."

"Idiot." She pulls out her infamous Baka Gun, and shoots it at me. I dodge it swiftly as possible, making it put a crack in the wall.

"Geez! What was THAT for?" I burst incredulously.

"For getting caught. I thought you could escape again."

"Well, you thought wrong. Hmph."

"...Trust Mikan to get snagged after escaping..."

"Well, it was inevitable."

"Maybe."

"Ara! It looks like you two know eachother!" Narumi chimes.

"No shit," I retort. I like to tease him. A lot. Haha, he's paling.

"W-well. Let's give you a partner, shall we? How about you Imai-chan, would you volunteer?" Narumi suggests. I give Hotaru puppy eyes.

"No. She'll just slow me down on everything."

"I see... anyone else?" Nobody is raising their hands... I pout,"Then I'll choose the lazy boy in the back. Hyuuga, Natsume-kun?"

Hyuuga, Natsume? No way...

"What, Naru?" The boy says, lifting his manga up off his face.

"You will be Mikan-chan's partner. No complaining."

Oh, my gosh. It is him!

"Oh, it's you, Polka." I pop a vein.

"And it's you. Nice to see you again...Will you let off that nickname? That was FOUR years ago," I retort at the raven-haired pervert.

"Sakura! It really is you! I can't believe it...," a boy with blond hair exclaims.

"Hi, Ruka-pyon," I smile,"Still the same, I see."

The classroom looks a bit in a state of shock... Who am I kidding? They look like they just witnessed a flying donkey shoot across the room. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if that did happen. Then, a kid breaks the silence.

"What's her Alice?"

"Well, her Alice is-," Narumi starts, but I cut him off.

"Nullification."

"Mikan-chan, since you found a partner(who you also know), then please sit down next to them," Sensei interjects.

"Of course," I reply. I sit down next to Natsume and Ruka-pyon. Ruka-pyon smiles, and Natsume put his manga back on his face. Natsume being Natsume...

"Fukutan-sensei will take my place. Later!" As soon as his footsteps fade away, the students go awol. A boy's flying through the air and someone else is already folding paper planes. Kids are running up walls, literally, and jumping up and down. I slam my head down on the table.

"Ahah,...too much, Sakura?" Ruka-pyon asks.

"You have no idea...," I moan into the desk. I can just feel Natume's smirk.

"Oi, Polka," Natsume calls.

"What is it, Natsume?" I turn my head to look into his crimson eyes.

"You're finally captured, huh? Guess it was no problem catching a clumsy girl like you."

"Oh, shut up," I argue. We bicker back and forth until a man comes in.

"H-hello, class," a guy with his hair tied back says, as he timidly walks into the classroom,"P-please sit-."

He tried to say something, but was hit with a pig head-shaped toy. The sensei starts to squirm even more. But, kids are still causing havoc. That's it.

"This is annoying," I mumble as I abruptly get up from my seat. My eyes are being covered by my bangs, and I take slow steps to the front of the room. A vein bulges out of my forehead as I crash my fist into the chalkboard, leaving a hole in it. If you look closer look, you can see that it went through the board, and my fist made contact into the wall behind it. Yet, the most hurt I feel is a dull sting. Guess that martial arts training paid off. All things stop, and things that are flying in the air drop to the ground. Including the kids that were flying and running up walls. It feels as if time actually froze. Pfft... I think that could actually happen here.

"If you want to slack off, do it when class is over! Got it?" I breath menacingly. They, except for some, nod vigorously,"Good. All yours, Sensei."

"Thank you, Sakura-san," he says to me. He looks quite relieved. Which means, I did my job. Hotaru still looks bored to tears, but I can see the glint of amusement in her eyes. I sit back down, and Ruka-pyon smiles mischievously. Natsume has a vicious grin plastered on his face. Even Usagi-chan has a spark in his eye.

"What?" I question suspiciously.

"It's refreshing to see this side of you again, Sakura," Ruka-pyon answers, sitting back in his chair.

"So? I'm usually like this," I retort.

"Not really. But it's your true personality, Polkadots," Natsume states matter-of-factly.

"Ah. My actual attitude isn't cruel, and sadistic. It's something similar."

"Same difference."

"Shaddup." I sit back and enjoy the calm atmospere. Even though there's a hint of nervousness in the air. Probably my fault, but who cares? I sure don't. I might even drift off into sleep. Nah, I shouldn't. I don't exactly want to make a bad impression on my first day,... right?

So! How was it? Not bad, if I say so myself! Well, please look forward to the next chapter!

-Hikari-chama