Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club!
But, I DO own Madeline and Edward! :)
By the way, this is my VERY first fanfiction, so, sorry if it kinda sucks.
Enjoy!
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Madeline awoke to the sound of her butler knocking at the door.
"Miss? It is time to get ready for your first day at your new school!" he called out in his smooth voice. Madeline sat up in bed and lifted the sheets from her legs.
"Alright, I'm up!" she yelled. She heard her butler's footsteps going down the hallway, most likely to make her breakfast. She got off of her unusually large bed – for a teenager – and placed her bare feet on the soft, creamy colored carpet of her huge room.
She rubbed her eyes and made her way over to her dresser. She pulled out the pale yellow dress with long sleeves, red ribbon around the neck, and white cuffs. This was supposed to be a uniform. She laid her uniform out on her bed and took her long nightdress off. She then, with no difficulty, slipped the dress on her body. She was used to wearing fancy dresses day in and day out. She slipped her white tights on her legs and put her black shoes on her feet. She walked over to her mirror and peered into it.
She looked at her brown, chest-length, slightly wavy hair. It was slightly tangled and matted from sleeping on it. Her hair color went well with the pale yellow shin-length dress that hugged the bend in her waist and had a flowy skirt, giving her legs plenty of room. She then looked to her eyes. They were pale blue, the color of the clear morning sky. She also had long eyelashes, pale skin, a clear complexion, and naturally pink, soft lips.
She averted her eyes from the mirror and walked into her connected bathroom. She picked up her brush and carefully brushed all of the tangles out. She then used some pins to pin some of the hair in her face to the side of her head. The pins created two X's on the sides of her head. She took one last look in the mirror and smiled softly.
She walked out of the bathroom and walked over towards large, dark blue, huge curtains in front of the window. She pulled both of them back, letting the sun shine through the roof-to-ceiling glass. She peered outside and saw her green lawn, freshly cut grass. She also saw the flower garden, containing red roses, white roses, yellow roses, and all sorts of colors. Roses were her favorite flowers.
She exited her room and walked down the long hallway and to the grand staircase, it was covered with a soft, navy blue carpet. She made her way down the stairs and found her way into the dining room, where she saw her butler setting down a plate of food.
"Good morning Miss Elizabeth." he said as he smiled kindly at her. Her butler was wearing his usual attire; he was wearing his white linen button-up shirt, navy blue colored vest, navy colored tie, and black suit jacket. He had on black dress pants, white socks, and shiny black dress shoes. He dressed like a butler similar to the Victorian Era, but this was still how most butlers dressed in her homeland, and they were supposed to look like a butler and his mistress moving from Europe to live in Japan for her to gain experience being on her own.
"Good morning Edward." Madeline greeted, and returned his smile.
Edward was her butler; well, more like her bodyguard. He had long, dark brown, almost black, hair that sometimes hung in his eyes. His eyes were a milky brown, with long eyelashes, and a long nose. He had slightly tanned skin with a few barely noticeable freckles lining his cheeks. He had a long neck, long legs, and was very tall. Six feet and one inch tall to be exact. She considered him her bodyguard because her parents, the king and queen of her country, had selected him to protect her while she was sent away to Japan, for safety reasons.
There was a terrible war going on in Madeline's homeland in Europe, and her parents feared for her safety, so they sent her and a protector to live in Japan under assumed names until it was safe to return home. Edward Newcastle, his fake name, and Edward Bradford, his real name. Edward was serving as Madeline's personal butler until it was safe to return, and would protect her if the need was called for. Edward was a trusted guard of King John and Queen Annabell, Madeline's parents. Madeline Darlington was the princess's real name, her fake name was Elizabeth Swansea.
Her butler pulled out a chair for her and she sat down in it, after thanking him. She began to eat her breakfast, scrambled eggs, french toast, and milk while thinking about how her day was going to be. Her butler stood politely to the side, waiting for his mistress to finish her breakfast. After a few minutes, she sat back in her seat and daintily dabbed at her mouth with her napkin.
"Thank you Edward, that was very delicious." she said as he picked up the bare plate and empty glass from the table.
"Thank you, Miss Elizabeth." he said as he smiled politely at her for the compliment. "Please, wait here. I have something to give you."
"Alright." Madeline said as she watched her butler leave the room and go to the kitchen, supposedly, with the tableware. After a moment, he came back into the dining room with two cell phones in hand.
"Here, Miss Elizabeth," he said, handing her one, "take one of these. If you ever have any trouble, you have me on speed dial." he said, and showed her how to use the cell phone; she had never used one before back at home.
"Thank you, Edward," she said, examining her new phone. "this should prove to be useful." she looked up and gave her butler a small smile, which he returned. Madeline stood and walked to her room, where she retrieved her small, white leather purse. She slipped the phone inside, and checked to make sure she had everything she needed inside.
"Phone, check. Money, check. School ID, check. Lip gloss, check. Pencils and pens, check. Notepad, check. Book, check. There! That's everything." she said to herself. She slipped the purse on her arm and walked back down the grand staircase. There, she found Edward waiting for her.
"Are you ready to leave, Miss Elizabeth?" he asked, putting his hand on the doorknob.
"Yes Edward, let's go." she said as she gave him a polite smile. He opened the grand double door for her, and held the door open, gesturing for her to exit. As she was passing by him, she noticed a small bulge beneath his jacket; it was his hand held gun. He would use it if something was to happen, which, thankfully, he hadn't had to use it yet. She secretly hoped it would remain that way.
She made her way down the marble stairs and towards the limo, with her butler close behind her. It was what most of the students at her new school were arriving in, and she wanted to blend in as much as possible. She finally had made it to the door of the long, black vehicle. Her butler opened the door for her, and she ducked and stepped inside. She sat down on the leather seats as her butler shut the door and strode to the driver's seat.
The limo was nice and roomy, just how she liked to ride; with plenty of breathing room. She looked out the window as the limo started driving down the circular driveway and towards the road. She peered out the window behind her, and saw her two-story mansion leave her view because of the trees. She faced forward again, and watched as trees, grass, flowers, buildings, people, and cars passed by. She looked down and laced her fingers together and began fidgeting; she did this when she was nervous sometimes.
After a few moments, a huge, pink, castle-like building came into view. She had never seen anything so. . . pink. The school was separated into several parts. There was a main building, with the walls coming together to form a square sort of shape, with a courtyard in the center. Towards the back of the courtyard, stood a tall, square building that somewhat resembled a church, and directly behind it, towering over the rest of the school, was a giant clock tower. In front of the square walls, were two buildings connected to it on either side, and in the center, between them both, was a beautiful fountain with a statue that resembled cupid on it. Off to the sides of that were two rectangular buildings and plenty more grass, and off in the distance, a maze of hedges and roses was visible. The school was surrounded by a huge, iron gate, currently open, letting limos come in and out, dropping off students.
The car came to a stop right in front of the iron gates. She grabbed her purse and scooted over towards the door, and waited for Edward to open it for her. A few seconds later, he was opening the door for her. She stepped out, and looked over at Edward. He offered her a small smile, which she returned.
"Have a wonderful first day, my lady," he started to say as he shut the door behind Madeline. "and remember, if you ever need me, I am only a single call button away."
"Thank you, Edward. Have a wonderful day yourself." Edward put a hand over his heart, and the other behind his back, and bowed.
"My mistress is too kind." he said as he stood straight again and smiled. She smiled back and bid him goodbye. Madeline walked through the iron gates and watched as he drove off. She put her purse strap on her elbow and put her hand over her stomach. She turned and started to walk towards the main building, where her class was located.
She had visited the school a few days before, and met the chairman. There, he gave her her schedule and told her where her homeroom class was, although she couldn't remember where he said it was. So, she was wandering around aimlessly. After a moment, she decided to ask someone for help. She spotted someone in a boy's uniform with short, brunette hair, and he seemed to be pretty short for a boy. He was about her height. She walked over towards him, and tapped him gently on she shoulder.
The boy turned around, revealing light skin and big, milky brown eyes. But, something seemed off about him. 'He's a she!' Madeline thought to herself. She had a very sharp eye and was very perceptive. The 'boy' looked to be too feminine to be an actual boy.
"Excuse me," Madeline started, "but could you please show me to room 2-A? I'm new here, and I'm afraid I don't know my way around just yet." the 'boy' turned and offered her a kind smile and said,
"Sure miss, I would be glad to show you there." he said in a high voice, much to high to be a guy's voice.
"Oh, thank you so much! I though I would be lost here for hours trying to find my way in this huge school!" Madeline exclaimed with a smile, which was a curve of her lips upwards.
"Believe me, I know how you feel." 'he' said with a sigh. "Well, let's go!" 'he' smiled and turned, walking towards the main building, Madeline followed close behind. She decided to reveal to the 'boy' that she knew he was a she. So, she asked:
"Excuse me? May I ask you a question?" the 'boy' turned and stopped, offering a small smile.
"Sure." 'he' said. Madeline leaned in and whispered:
"Why are you dressed like a boy? I know you're a girl." The 'boy' immediately got a look of panic on his face and tensed.
"How-?" she started to say, but was cut off by Madeline.
"I'm very observant." she stated, curving her lips upwards slightly. "But, don't worry. If you want, I won't tell anyone." she immediately relaxed and sighed out of relief.
"Thanks, that would help a lot." she said, and turned back to her "By the way, my name is Haruhi Fujioka. What's yours?"
"Elizabeth Swansea, it's very nice to meet you." she said, giving a small curtsey. Haruhi had a quizzical look on her face. Knowing full-well what she was thinking, Madeline decided to explain. "I'm a transfer from Europe, in case you're wondering why I have such a strange name and greeting towards you." she replied, straightening again.
"Oh," Haruhi said, "that explains it." she gave a small smile and turned. "We had better get going, classes are starting soon." she said as she started to walk off. Madeline followed beside her, and they walked in a comfortable silence.
After a few moments, they arrived at a door. A sign above it read in Japanese: "Class 2-A"
"Well, we're here." said Haruhi, who turned to bid her goodbye.
"Thank you once again for showing me to my class." said Madeline, preparing to go inside. "If I may ask, what class are you in?"
"Class 1-A, miss." she said, preparing to go to her class, which was located further down the hall.
"Alright. Well, it was very nice talking with you." Madeline said, reaching for the doorknob.
"It was nice talking to you too. And please, call me Haruhi." she said, turning to leave.
"And you, please call me Elizabeth, or Lizzie, whichever you prefer." she said, putting a hand to her chest, indicating herself.
"Alright, goodbye Elizabeth- err, Lizzie." Haruhi said with a smile.
"Goodbye, Haruhi!" Haruhi turned to leave, and Elizabeth walked into her new classroom, and she could tell that something exciting was waiting for her.
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Well, that was the first chapter, thanks for reading!
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