I couldn't believe this was happening, I just couldn't. My eyes just continued staring at the paper blindly through my long bangs. After all that hard work... Was this really real? I felt as if I would suddenly wake up and be forced to accept the reality that I hadn't made it.
Shock was so huge in amount I didn't even notice my roommate enter the room, walk up behind me, and read the letter clutched tightly in my sweaty hands. I only noticed the others' presence in the room as he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up and congratulating me non-stop. Only after a few seconds in the weird hug did shock finally leave me, allowing happiness to flourish and blow me away. This wasn't a dream! This wasn't! A smile could not help but brighten my face as I chanted, told myself continuously, in my head that this was actually real.
Other people finally gave in to curiosity and made their way to our room, we probably looked completely ridiculous! One was lifting the other in an awkward hug from behind while the one who was being lifted, in other words me, was grinning like an idiot while holding a piece of paper as if for my dear life. Yep, everyone stared at us, silently inquiring why the hell we were acting like morons.
"She passed the entrance exam! She is now a first year at Ouran!" Thankfully, my roommate answered for me, because I felt I couldn't speak with all the excitement and happiness that was running in my veins. Everyone cheered at the news, their confused looks fusing to that of pride. When I saw the looks of admiration and sheer joy I was receiving from the younger kids, I felt my ego swell. Everyone knew how hard I worked. Hell, the younger kids even knew not to bother me when I was studying because I was so serious and determined about it. I felt accomplished, especially since only one scholarship student is allowed to enter the prestigious private high school every year. To think that I was chosen out of all the candidates really made me feel accomplished and satisfied.
"Nee-chan!" One of the younger girls, Shiima, said stepping forward a sad look gracing her tiny face to form the perfect puppy dog face "Does this mean you won't be able to play with us?"
I chuckled and threw her, and the rest of the children behind her, a toothy smile "Of course not! I always have at least a little bit of time to play with you guys!" Their faces immediately brightened. Apparently content with the promise of playtime, most of the kids left the room. Probably back to playing their little games, I thought fondly then continued picturing the kids playing outside as the adults continued to talk amongst themselves.
"But really, omedetou Akira-chan." Jirou, one of the few adults there, congratulated me, offering a smile which I gladly returned. Really, I was all smiles as everyone else congratulated me. Once the last adult left and returned to their post, the only ones left in the bedroom were my roommate and I.
"Shuugo?" I whispered quietly, and the black haired teen turned to face me "Can you actually believe it?"
"Honestly?" He began, smirking slightly "I'm having a hard time believing it. It seems so unreal, you going to that high school for spoiled brats..." I chucked my pillow at him and laughed, the happiness from the news still making me almost irritatingly bubbly with joy.
First day of school and obviously I was a little nervous, like any new student should. In every one of our classes, the teachers asked us to stand up and present ourselves. Now, normally I wouldn't mind that at all, but when you're the only one that doesn't know a single person in your class it's just plain sad. Everyone knew each other. Some attended the Ouran academies all their life so they were almost childhood friends. Others just happened to meet in one of those fancy balls or parties the rich people attended and hosted. The only unknown being there was me, and I also happened to be the poorest by far.
To add it all up, everything was pretty frustrating. Everyone knew each other and wore the expensive uniform required for school, while poor little me didn't know a single soul and was still saving up for the stupid uniform. Not only that, I was the only one who actually brought a lunch box instead of eating the cafeteria's fancy caviar.
I could hear my classmates whispering not too far away from me, obviously gossiping about my lower social status or the fact that I was this year's scholarship student. Either way, it didn't brighten my day at all. I know I was almost intoxicated with excitement when I first received the scholarship, but now I sort of felt sorry for myself as I would probably have to deal with this for the next three years.
By the end of the day, the only thing I actually looked forward to was playtime with my favorite little brats. School didn't seem like it was going to be fun or easy. Not only because of the people, but also the fact that this school was definitely more challenging than middle school had ever been. I was almost regretting my promise to Shiima and the others, maybe I shouldn't have promised anything at all when I didn't truly know how much work I'd have...
Somebody in the train bumped into me and interrupted my trail of thoughts. I shook my head, not believing that I would actually break my promise to the kids. That would tear them apart and that was the last thing I wanted. Their childish grins and encouragement were one of my main fuels to dedicating myself so much to the books. My lips curled into a smile as fond memories of games, laughter, and general happiness flashed through my head.
The train's robotic voice announcing the next stop brought me back to reality and reminded me that my stop was coming up. I squeezed myself in between people as the doors opened up and a flock of bodies hurried out the door before they closed once again.
The rest of the walk home I spent lost in thought imagining the next few weeks at school. Yeah, they weren't exactly happy thoughts. I tried to look a the bright side, though. At least there was no bullying, just a little bit too much of gossip for my liking. I could deal with that, hopefully, without getting pissed off too much. By the time I got home my head was filled with negative thoughts of school. Sure, I was happy about being able to attend such a great high school and all, but the environment wasn't really the best for me. Everyone seemed to deem themselves superior to me in every way just because of their "pedigree" and wealth... While I did find that absolutely ridiculous, their superiority complex was just grating on my nerves.
"Onee-chan!" A few kids squealed gleefully, jumping and clinging to me. Sadly, I'm not much of a muscle woman so clinging children only caused me to tip over.
"Hey guys..." I muttered, out of breath and underneath quite a few kids. They jumped up, energetic and unaffected by the fall. With them finally off me I stood up, a few parts of my body stinging with light pain. Everyone quickly apologized and I couldn't help but melt at their cuteness. I know, I'm too soft.
The kids asked me to play with them and I reluctantly said no. They were giving me a really tempting offer, playing over schoolwork. But I knew my responsibilities, sadly, and was going to keep my promise to Shuugo. So, instead of playing with my little brats, I locked myself in my room and tried to finish my homework quickly. I tried not to pay too much attention to the laughter from outside, which only made me feel worse about school.
So far, school didn't seem all that promising, besides the academic side of it. Not a single person seemed "normal" in my class and that irritated me. I was trying to have a positive mind when I arrived, ditching the rich bitch stereotype out the window thinking to myself that stereotypes were stereotypes. They were stupid, unnecessary and completely senseless. At least, everywhere else but in this school. My petty conviction was thrown out the window and the stereotypical spoiled offspring of rich people surrounded me.
As luck would have it, I was absolutely right. I wasn't going to have a good time in this school, no matter how quickly I left after class ended. Why? Well, other than being pretty much exiled, I was leashed by the thing I lacked the most. Yeah, Ouran sucks.
Okay! So here's the first chapter of my fanfic practice! I will be warning people now: if you are looking for a plot please don't read any further. This story will be character-driven and will follow the life of my OC. I just hope people will enjoy the story and comment on my characterization, writing style, spelling, grammer, ect. Simply Living is just me Simply Practicing my writing and see if I can successfully manage an OC without the Mary-Sue-Flu attacking. For those of you going back now, thank you for reading! For those who will continue reading this fanfic, thank you for your patience! Please do tell me what you think! Also, please tell me my faults! That is what I would love to know, as I am trying to sharpen my writing! Thank you! 3