I searched around a bit and I found it. Still thinking up a good name for it, this will be my official Ouran fic. Hope you guys enjoy yourself, and any type of review is appreciated.

Its the new year's, if you read it and like it, review, if you don't review, it just meant that you took some time off and read it...thank you all.

Have fun!

She stared at the large building i awe. In her left hand held a ruffled white paper.

"This is the right address," she said to herself as she walked towards the school.

Surprisingly, she found her way to the Superintendent's office rather quickly and easily.

"Ah...Ms. Muller, what a pleasure to finally meet you". Mr. Suou said happily.

"With all due respect, its Ricci," she immediately corrected him as she took a seat infront of his desk.

"Well Ms. Ricci, I guess I was wrong, here is your new schedule," he handed her a nice clean envelope. She took it hesitantly, still not sure that she should have enrolled in the school. Sucking in her breath and courage, she took the envelope and nodded.

"You know Mr. Suou you could have just mailed this to me," she informed him, glancing at the envelope. It was a golden color, on the back had a red sticker in the shape of a circel that held it together. She was puzzled by how much that one envelope had cost him.

"I just wanted to see a familiar face," Mr. Suou answered her with a smile.

The door closed silently behind her. Today was the first day at Ouran Private Acadmey for Ricci Nefertiti. She leaned against the door and breathed in deeply. She wasn't use to all this "expensive" stuff in her sight. It was much different than she was suited to.

"This is defiantly how I did not want to spend my first week in Japan," she mumbled to herself. Deciding that it would be the best time to open the envelope, Nefertiti walked away from the office of the prinicpal and went on her way.

"This has to be a joke," she told herself, "a golden envelope-reminds me of Willy Wonka".

Using her fingernail to rip the sticker, she opened the envelope and read the information that was printed on the white sheet of paper that was in it.

Nefertiti Ricci Age: 15 1/2 Date of Birth: 9/14/92 Height: 5'4 Class Type: 1-A

While she read, she walked around the school aimlessly. Not paying attention to her surroundings, she soon became lost without knowing it. She didn't even hear the other students talk quite loudly outside of the study halls that were planted around the school.

"I wonder what 1-A means," she said, "hmm...I'll find out eventually".

Hearing her own echo for some reason or another, Nefertiti looked up. She surveyed her surroundings and sighed. There was no person in sight, and that meant only one thing. She was lost. It was a bad habit that she had developed at a young age, being quite the "daydreamer" in class, but always had the highest scores in the class. She was in a barren hallway.

"I guess I should be more attentive," she mumbled, not knowing what was right beside her.

She did a 360 and made sure that she was at least in the High School section. Seeing that she was indeed in the high school section, she sighed. Nefertiti was never the one to be the one to break in stressful situations. Without noticing it, she looked to her side. There was a big large bronze door right infront of her. She stared at it with large dark brown eyes. (she should have been seen that).

"That means that I should be more attentive," she said, "Muisc Room"?

"There should be a class in there, for music lessons, I could be disturbing them," she said as she reached for the doorknob.

"But," she withdrew, "I have this feeling...its not bad nor good".

She started to have a fight with herself. Her hand shook as she stared at the doorknob, unsure to open the dang door or not. Deciding that doing nothing in a vacant hallway would be stupid and wouldn't get anything done she suck in her breath. Whatever happened beyond that door, she would be able to handle it. She was always able to handle it.

Roses.

A twirl of roses and glitter blinded her eyesight. The flew in circular paths all around, she brushed them away in an annoyed manner.

"Welcome," the voice of males said in union.

But to their chargin, Nefertiti had already turned for the exit. She really didn't have time for this, finding her classes was more important. Besides, she had already delayed a lot of time.

"Wait," a princely-like voice siad in the most charming way.

In response Nefertiti turned around in a somewhat cold way, "What do you want baka"? (probably the only Japanese word I will use)

Suddenly, she heard a large thump. She was right at the door way, she could have escaped. She could have gotten away. She could have just went her own little way. She could have made it to that grocery store sale by her apartment building if she had left, too.

She didn't leave, she turned around.

A tall light blonde boy was lying face down, steam coming from beneath him, weeping. Nefertiti felt a little sorry for him, she didn't mean to make him cry, she was just cold like that.

"Sorry, I didn't know you would get so upset," she apologized her hand still on the doorknob.

As if those words had brought life back upon the boy, he instantly got up. Completely healed, no harm done, he was okay...how wrong is that? Grabbing her hand that wasn't on the doorknob, and his combined strength, he sort of pulled her away from the door.

"Oh fair maiden," he gleamed, "there is no need for forgiveness"! She could have sworn that she saw glitter being thrown on him.

"Um...okay," she nodded, "I need help".

"Hai, Host Club there is a lady in need"!

As if this was all rehearsed, members started to pop up. The first was a boy wit dark brown eyes, and light eyes. To Nefertiti, he looked too much like a "she" to her. "Haruhi Fujioka" The boy introduced himself, (high-pitch voice)

After the single boy, a pair of twins popped up, both having (red?) light red hair. They contained a mischevious gleam in their eyes, and Nefertiti mentally took note of this, finding them a threat to her sanity. (How true will that be)? "Hikaru Hitachiin". "Kaoru Hitachiin". They said their names in union.

Next up was a short blonde boy with large brown eyes, holding a stuff rabbit. He was sitting on the shoulder of a taller, more stoic, character with dark hair. It was the utterly opposite of the boy's overwhelming sweetness, he had flowers in his background, come on. Then he had a high school uniform on. (BUT HE IS SO CUTE!!)

"Mitsukuni (Hunny) Haninozuka". "Takashi (Mori) Morinozuka".

Last, but seriously seriously not least. This character was gone from the rest, he was so different from the rest, Nefertiti felt the bad vibes from him. He was dark-haired, shorter than Takashi, wearing glasses. The smile that given to her by him was obviously a fake, and she slightly took a step back.

Tipping his glass down a bit, "Kyouya Ootori".

Note to self: STAY AWAY FROM KYOUYA AT ALL COSTS!!

They were all in a signficant pose, like when taking a group picture. But they kind of looked "silly" at the same time. Nefertiti, with an evident annoyed look plastered, asked.

"And what about you"?

This was his cue, sadly. The tall blonde with blue eyes twirled, stopping right in the middle of the group of boys.

"I am," drum roll please, "Tamaki Suou, President of Ouran High Host Club"!!

Her look was indifferent. She scanned at each person quietly, her look still indifferent. Her hands were crossed behind her back, she took a step towards them.

"Bye". Anime drop.

The whole group (exception of Mori and Kyouya) did a whole anime drop. Not caring, Nefertiti was going back to the door, wanting to get out. She was really close too, like really close to getting there.

Unfortunately, a hand had grabbed unto her shoulder. She didn't respond, only turning around slowly. Being met up with Tamaki Suou, the president...in a very distress stage.

"You did not like our introduction"!? Anime tears flowing down.

"Frankly, my boy I don't give a #". (quote from gone with the wind-part of it)

Tamaki was immediately taken off by this. His shock nature was expressed by blinking. He just blinked. Blinked again. One more time, he blinked. Somehow, he threw a little fit.

"Oh no our lovely maiden has said naughty words"!!!

He scurried to Kyouya, "Mother, see what our Queen of Sweetnes has said-BAD WORDS"!!!

"Completely unacceptable for a female"!!

The twins who sat on a loveseat eating cookies said, "Milord, don't throw a fit, only bad things will happen".

Ignoring the twins' words, (should have listened), Tamaki continued.

"A young lady should never say such words," Tamaki waved his finger like a father would. Despite this, he found it fairly hard to stay upset at her, he dove in for a hug.

Sensing this, Nefertiti turned into combat mode. Unusually unknown to most people, or who actually paid attention to her, Nerfertiti was specifically (by her brother) trained in Judo. Knowing that this dive was going to lead into an overbearing hug (like her brother's) she transformed into "Sister Tactics". Before Tamaki could actually touch her, she got him. Grabbing him by his arm, Nefertiti made a swift move. And flung him. Yes, flung him over her slim body face down on the floor.

The response: Everyone stood up (exception of Kyouya) in complete shock. Their eyes mainly focused on Tamaki, who the person lying face down, and then at Nefertiti. The girl who had flung him with such ease.

Yes, enter Ouran High Host Club!

Yeah, a great way to introduce yourself. Flipping the president of a club, technically beating him up...yah. wondering wear this will head to? take your guesses, and review! thanks for dropping by!