A/N: The first chapter of Mistborn at Ouran is up! This is my first ever fanfic and I would really love it if you would review! If you do decide to review I request that it be constructive criticism at worst. It would be awesome if you would tell me stuff you would like to see happen with the hosts and Holly. Without further adieu here is chapter 1!

Key:

"talking"

'Thinking'

Signing

Writing

Mistborn at Ouran

Chapter 1 Holly and Haruhi

" Class this is Jones, Holly she's a exchange student from America who will be joining us for the rest of the year." Great the teacher had made it sound like it was a special privilege to attend Ouran. Not only that but he decided to announce my country of origin, like that doesn't make me seem strange at all.

*PAUSE*

Before I go on with my story, you should know some things about me.

My name is Holly Jones, I'm sixteen with medium-length brown hair and blue eyes. I transferred here from America. Why? Because I'm Mistborn. One of the only Mistborn in America to be precise. When Ouran found out I was all but hogtied and tossed onto the plane that brought me here.

Another interesting fact about me? I'm mute. I always have been and odds are I always will be. My teachers know about my 'condition' but none of the students know. How long do I think that will last?

Probably not very long.

*UN-PAUSE*

I gave an awkward little wave and an awkward smile in acknowledgment for the intro.

Have I mentioned how awkward I felt?

While teacher-dearest was deciding on where to put me, I impulsively burned bronze. It's a habit I have. I don't intend to lose it though. Some day it might save my life.

'O.K nothing new here,' I thought ' One Seeker, three Tineyes, and two Thugs.'

And three Mistborn all sitting together at the back of the class. They were all burning bronze and tin. 'Idiots, didn't they know to leave their copper on when burning other metals?' I thought.

Two of the Mistborn were obviously twins, they had short red hair and golden eyes. Sitting between them was the brown haired girl I had met earlier.

* EARLIER THAT SAME DAY*

I walked out of the apartment that the Academy was paying for as part of my scholarship, and shut the door. I heard an answering thud from the floor above, I looked up in time to see a brown haired boy dressed in an Ouran uniform walk down the stairs.

The boy turned to look at me and I saw that I was wrong, he wasn't a boy, he was a girl. How could I tell? Her face was too feminine to be a guys.

"Hey, I see that you go to Ouran too," She said, " Want to walk with me?"

For lack of a better response I nodded and hurried to catch up to her.

"What's your name?" She asked, of course she asked in Japanese which isn't exactly my forte. Seeing my confusion she asked again in English.

My name is Holly Jones. I signed. Seeing her look of confusion, I pulled out a notebook and a pencil and wrote.

My name's Holly Jones. What's yours?

"My name's Haruhi Fujioka. Are you mute?" She looked at me, curious.

Yes. Why are you wearing the guys uniform

She started. " Because I'm a guy. Why are you wearing the guys uniform?"

Because, there is no possible way I'm going to wear a dress six days a week. You're not a guy, you're a girl.

She wilted. " Is it that obvious?"

I nodded. Yeah, you look to feminine. Do people really not know your a girl?

"No one at Ouran does. You have to promise to keep it a secret okay?"

Don't worry I won't blab.

*PRESENT TIME*

What were the odds of that same girl being not only in my class but also being Mistborn? Not good. I think that says something for my luck.

The teacher eventually decided to put me next to one of the Mistborn twins. As I was walking down the aisle to my seat, I thought to myself.

'If this has been my day so far, I can't wait to see what happens next!'