Honestly, I don't understand the purpose of school. But still, here I am speeding into the front gate of the pink rich kid Ouran Academy on my motorbike. My time here is going to be a bigger wreck than last year. I got expelled from my last school for being too 'advanced' for the curriculum or something. And maybe some of the fights. Whatever. So, I got sent to this ugly, pink prison halfway across the globe. Yep, that's right. I used to live in the good ol' United States.
I pulled up to the entrance and rode straight into the building, scaring the receptionists out of their skin. Turning off the engine, I kicked down the stand and walked up to one of the receptionists.
"H-how ma-may I help you sir?" she asked me.
"I'm a transfer student from America," I said nonchalantly, staring straight into her eyes.
"Your name please~?" she purred. I'm not joking, she just purred.
"Kain Tempest,"
"Ah, Arashi Kain-san! Suits you well, hun," Okay, she is almost on the same level of creepiness as thosepeople AND apparently the records changed my last name to japanese.This is so annoying... She handed me a bag and a manilla folder. "Here's your uniform and paperwork. The principal will see you now."
I looked up from my schedule and glanced at the classroom before me. 1A huh? Ugh... Time to face my doom. Walking toward the door, I reached out to pull it open when suddenly the teacher swung it open. I slowly looked up and locked eyes with him. Flinching back, he nodded for me to enter. Ha, I still got it! I stood at the front of the dead-silent room and put my hands in my pockets. The teacher pointed to an empty seat shakily and told me to sit down before class starts.
I sat down silently and put my head on my hand, staring out the window bored. Whispers started up again, breaking the silence that came about when I came in.
Sighing softly, I ignored the ignoramuses' idle chatter and gossip. The bell soon rang and class began with a boring introduction of the teacher.
"Now students, I know that most of you may know each other. But we will be going around the classroom and saying our names out loud," He points to the row at the opposite side of the room, :"Staring with this row please."
I listened and quickly forgot the names that were said, well, for the most part. About three people stood out, twins and a girl dressed as a guy for some reason. Hey, I'm not judging, everyone to their own. I believe their names are Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru, and Fujioka Haruhi... I think... Eh, whatever.
Soon enough everyone excluding me had introduced themselves. Oh great, now the whole class is staring expectantly. I kick back in my seat and cross my ankles, "I'm Arashi Kain."
The teacher gave me a look and spoke up hesitantly, "Arashi-san, remove your feet from the desk."
I glared at him and put my arms behind my head, glaring at him. "Make me, sensei. I. Dare. You."
The girls in the class promptly started to screech in... I don't know what it was for actually. My guess is that I scared the privledged little girls or they are liking the bad boy attitude. The rest, mostly the Hitachiin twins and Fujioka stared in surprise. Looks like some people need to grow a back-bone. Including the wuss of a teacher standing before me with a ruler.
"Young man. Get your feet off of the desk before I send you to the principal," he said before smacking my leg hard with the ruler. I looked at him with a blank face then started to laugh hysterically. He jumped back in surprise before angrily walking to the front to teach.
I stretched my tired limbs after all those pointless classes rolled by. I need something to do now that I'm on break. Maybe I'll just wander around to find some quiet places to skip out on class. That sounds like a plan. And with that, I was already wandering around the halls of Ouran Academy.
After meandering around the campus, I finally came to a door of a remote and seemingly abadoned music room. It looks quiet enough. Might as well check it out. Not like its going to hurt. I opened the door to a bright light and a barrage of rose petals that I sealed my fate.
"Welcome~" came a chorus of voices as I keeled over with a petal in my throat. Stupid, damn flowers! I swallowed the blasted thing to avoid chocking further. After recovering, I looked up to the owners of those voices. I find six guys, two of them being the twins in my class, are standing in the middle of the evil room, staring at me.
"What the fuck?" I ask as irritated as possible. Some of the six flinch and the others don't budge an inch. Then I'm greeted with a face full of a touchy blonde with violet eyes.
"Welcome to the host club~" he sung while holding out a hand for me, which I slapped out of the way as I stood. Brushing off the imaginary dirt, I turned on my heel and started out. This wasn't worth my time. Just before I leave, I hear one of them speak up, "Arashi Kain-kun, correct?"
I spin around to face the boy that spoke up, I don't like his kind of people... His glasses flash when I turn around and he holds an open black notebook. I stare at him while speaking with a low tone, "How do you know my name, glasses? I don't believe I told you."
He simply pushed up his glasses and read from his book, "Arashi Kain, or Kain Tempest. A transfer scholarship student from the United States. Got expelled from his last school for starting fights on school grounds and altogether skipping school. Typical poor commoner."
"Commoner? Seriously dude?" I say, this time raising an eyebrow. This is interesting. Looks like the school managed to save some of my files. Shit. Too late to hack back into the school system and change that. "That's really degrading."
The boy, which I have now deemed 'Glasses', ignored me and continued to look toward the Hitachiin twins. "I believe he's in your class."
"Yeah, he is," they said in unison with laughter seeping into their voices, "Almost made the teacher blow a gasket~"
Immediately, I saw the go over to Glasses and whisper in his ear. Oh, that look is not a good sign... Glasses smirked widely at whatever Mr. Touchy was saying before nodding in agreement. Mr. Touchy smiled widely and, moving next to me, swung an arm around me.
"Well, boys~ I believe we need to introduce ourselves~" he declared with a theatrical wave of his arm. "I am Suoh Tamaki~ The princely type and brilliant leader of the Host Club~"
"Host Club? What the fuck..." I muttered. Mr. Touchy or 'Tamaki' obviously didn't hear as he went on to introduce each of the other five boys with a dramatic voice. I could feel my eye start to twitch. This is getting on my nerves.
"The Hitachiin twins, as you know, are Kaoru and Hikaru, also known as the 'little devils type'~" The twins smirked at their introduction, clearly enjoying their 'type'. Tamaki then guestured to Glasses, "Ootori Kyoya, our 'cool type' and vice-president~" He quickly moved on to point to a tall senior with black hair, "Takashi Morinozoka, the 'wild type'~ And the one on his shoulders, Mitsukuni Haninozoka or Honey, the 'cute type'~" Looking to this 'Honey', I was greeted with the sight of a childish teen with dirty blonde hair.
"Okay, that's nice and all," I said slowly and moved Tamaki's hand off of me. "But, I am leaving this room before I regret coming in here any more."
I proceeded to march to the door, putting my hand on the door handle. Before I could leave this hell, I was pulled back by a tutting Tamaki. "Uh, uh, uh, little pedigree-less commoner"
"What do you want?" I gave him one of my signiture 'death-glares', causing him to flinch a little. "Let me go before I fucking make you."
"Such language is not appriciated in the Host Club vicinity, Arashi-san," the Kyoya guy spoke up in my ear. "I think you need to learn proper ettiquete if you are to be a member of our esteemed Host Club."
"Excuse me? A member of your petty little man-whore club?" I scoffed at the idea. Why the hell would I sell myself off in a host club? I'm not that low anymore. "Who said that I was going to be a member?"
"I did, Arashi-san. And I'm sure you have things you wish to keep secret, yes?" his glasses flashed in the light. Is he blackmailing me?! "You have no choice."
I thought about it for a second before speaking up, "Yeah, I'm sure you're not going to find much, but fine. I'll join the Host Club."
"Welcome to the club, Arashi-san," I could simply hear the smirk in his voice. "From now on, you will be known as the 'Bad Boy Type'."
