Hi, so this is the second story I've written. I hope you like it but I will warn you in advance that this chapter is like a prologue so nothing that exciting will happen in this chapter, sorry. It's starts getting exciting next chapter so come back and read it when I release it.

Now onto chapter one.

Summer break had just ended, this means back to school at the infamous Ouran Academy. I'm the daughter of Tadashi Yamada, fifteen year old Madoka Yamada. My dad sells drugs to the Ohtori hospital group, and due to this lower social standing I'm in class 2-C.

But I don't mind this lower social standing, in my opinion I have everything.I have two loving parents, an annoying but precious little brother and sister, friends, servants, and my family is financially stable. In other words, a perfect life.

Today is the second week of my second term, the skies are clear, there's a light breeze, and plenty of sunshine. On beautiful September days like today, my siblings and I have the driver drop us off a block from school so that we can walk the rest of the way to school because. Personally, I like the exercise I get through walking.

As we walked to school I glanced down at my little brother, he's five years old and in class K-C, elementary level. His name is Hiroki, he has black hair and hazel.

Then I glance at my little sister, Sakura. She has thin, knee length black hair and large light brown eyes. Sakura is seven years old and is in class 2-C, elementary level. Unfortunately, my little sister is very frail, she gets sick easily and feints if she works to hard. My parents spend a lot of money on her medicine and on keeping the house free of dust.

As we enter the gate to Ouran Acadamey, I brush my fingers through my thick dark brown bangs that skim the top of my large dark brown eyes. Then I run my fingers through my mid-back length hair trying to undue all the knots that had formed during my walk to school. I'm 5'5" and I'm perfectly satisfied with being average height wise.

Once I was done fixing my hair, I dropped my siblings off at the elementary school before continuing to the high school. As I entered the massive building, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and came face-to-face with my two best friends, Kiyomi Murakami and Yuka Sasaki.

Kiyomi is sixteen years old, she has long light pink hair tied with a ribbon an inch from the end of her hair with side swept bangs that partly cover her right eye. She's 5'6" and has hazel eyes, she's in class 2-C with me.

Yuka is fifteen years old, she has shoulder length layered black hair with bangs that are cut symmetrically, framing her face. She's 5'4" and has dark green eyes, she's in class 1-B.

"Yuka! Kiyomi! How are you? I've missed you sooooo much!" I said while embracing my friends.

"Right back at you!" Yuka answered, smiling while hugging me.

"I missed you so much too!" Kiyomi said throwing her arms around my neck from behind me.

Both my friends had missed the first week of the second term for various reasons.

"School is always better with you two here," I said while pushing my friends off me.

"You bet it is!" Said Yuka.

"I hate to say this but if we don't move now we are gonna be late for class," Kiyomi said while pointing at her watch.

"You're right, see you at lunch," I said turning to Yuka.

"Okay, see you two then!" Yuka responded before running off to her class room.

Kiyomi and I smiled at each other before dashing down the hall to our class room, slipping into out seats right as the teacher walked in.

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The lunch bell, the long awaited deliverer of freedom that most pupils anxiously await to hear. When I heard the friendly chiming of the lunch bell, I swiftly gathered up my books and looked over at Kiyomi whose desk is right behind mine.

"Ready to go?" I asked standing up.

"Yep," Kiyomi replied as she got out of her seat and then together we headed to class 1-B.

"Wanna eat in the rose garden today?" Yuka chirped as she joined Kiyomi and I as we walked to the lunch room.

"Sure," we both replied with a smile.

After getting our food in the cafeteria, we headed out to one of the empty pavilions in the rose garden. As I sat down I could feel the warm sun on my back, I could smell the fragrant aroma of the flowers wafting through the air, and I could here the subtle sound of the birds singing and the happy voices of various other students who had come out to enjoy this perfect September day.

"Man, it's days like today that make me feel like all I wanna do is sit under a tree and read a good book," Kiyomi commented between bites of food.

"Do you know what else days like to day make me wanna do?" Yuka asked with a sparkle in her eye. "They make me wanna be surrounded by handsome boys!"

I rolled my eyes at Yuka as I said, "so, that was your subtle way of telling us that you want to go to the host club this afternoon?"

"Yes!" Yuka said, clapping her hands together. "I know it's not your favorite thing to do but we haven't gone in forever!"

"What do you think?" I asked Kiyomi.

Resting her chin on her hand she answered, "why not? I don't like going everyday but every now and then is enjoyable. And, like Yuka said, we haven't gone all summer."

"Well..." I said slowly.

"Pleeeeeaaaasssseee!" Yuka asked, giving me her famous puppy dog eyes.

"As long as we all request the same host I don't mind going. Besides, it is kind of fun to visit the host club every once in a while."

"Yes!" Yuka exclaimed doing a fist pump while Kiyomi and I just laughed at her.

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Classes had ended five minutes ago and Kiyomi, Yuka, and I were standing in a sea of girls waiting for the mahogany double doors that led to the music room three to open.

'I can't believe all these girls spend every afternoon in the host club,'

"Look! They're opening!" Yuka whispered in delight while giving my arm a death squeeze.

Sure enough, the doors slowly opened revealing a blinding light and a gust of wind full of rose petals.

'How do they do that?!'

I squinted my eyes against the bright light which gradually dimmed and I heard a silky, "welcome," emanate from seven handsome men who were dressed as police officers.

Instantly the other girls started fangirling and surging forward, trying to be the first girl acknowledged by the hosts.

"Eeek, they're the most dashing officers I've ever seen!"

"Tamaki, will you be my host today?"

"Kyoya, when's your next event?"

"Doesn't Haruhi make a perfect policeman?!"

This was some of the chatter of the various girls as they entered the host club.

During the other girls' frenzy, Kiyomi, and I edged closer to Yuka, sandwiching her in between us. When all the other girls were inside the club room; Kiyomi, Yuka, and I found ourselves standing awkwardly in the door way. Kiyomi and I immediately pushed Yuka forward, after all, this was her idea.

"Why hello ladies, don't be shy, come on in," Tamaki said as he brushed his dusty-blond hair out of his eyes.

As we awkwardly entered the room Kyoya said, "Hello, Miss Murakami, Miss Sasaki, and Miss Yamada. It's been a while since you last graced us with your presence. So, why do you want to request?"

"Hello Ohtori," I said while walking forward. "Who has three open seats left?"

"Let me see... Both Tamaki and I have three seats left."

"Great, we'll take,-"

"Tamaki!" Yuka shouted, jumping into a seat by Tamaki.

"I guess we're requesting Tamaki," Kiyomi said as she sat down on the left side of Yuka while I sat on Yuka's right.

After pouring us all tea, Tamaki started dramatically complimenting all his customers one by one.

For example, when Tamaki turned to Kyomi he said, "My dear Kiyomi, your soft sweet pink hair reminds me of the light pink clouds you see during the most beautiful sunsets."

"T-thank you," Kiyomi stuttered, taking a sip of tea to hide her embarrassment.

"And you, Yuka, your soft flawless skin reminds me of pristine white snow."

"Tamaki!" Yuka whispered with hearts in her eyes.

"And last, but certainly not least, Madoka, your large beautiful brown eyes are as comforting as a warm fire on a cold evening."

When he said this I could feel my cheeks heat up and I could hear Yuka giggling at me.

"It's very kind of you to say that," I mumbled completely embarked.

"Think nothing of it," Tamaki replied cheerfully.

After this we all fell into idle chatter about today's lovely weather and, before I knew it, it was already closing time.

"Thank you for coming!" The hosts chorused as all the girl reluctantly left the host club

"So, was that fun?!" Yuka asked as we exited the building.

"Yes, I'll admit going to the host club today was fun," I said as I smiled at my friend.

"I knew you guys would like it!" Yuka beamed.

"Yeah, just don't get a big head," Kyomi teased.

"What?! Me!? Never!" Yuka said, feigning shock and offense.

Kiyomi and I laughed at her before I said good bye as Kiyomi and Yuka headed off to their limos. I on the other hand, headed towards the elementary school to pick up my siblings.

"Hey! how was your day?" I asked my bright eyed brother and sister as they bounded off the bench they had been waiting for me on.

"It was perfect!" They said while each of them grabbed one of my hands.

'Yeah, today was perfect,' I silently agreed.

A little slow, right? I hope you enjoyed this chapter anyways. I promise stuff starts happening the next chapter so just be patient. Patience is a virtue! At least that's what's yelled at me when I get impatient.

See you next chapter!

-Karolyn Grace.