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Chapter 1
"Aria Letulle, please report to the main office." I hear over the loud speakers. I look up from the piece of paper that I was just doodling on, and got up. The whole class stares at me as I leave, my friends teasing me making the "Ooo, you're in trouble!" face. I stick my tongue out at them. If it wasn't "quiet time" the whole class probably would have "Oooo"ed. The maturity of high schoolers...
I walk down to the main office, feeling pretty good about myself. I pass by a mirror and stop to admire myself. I know that I'm a narcissist, but I can't help it. I giggle to myself as I fix my auburn, short hair with natural corkscrew curls. I make my dark purple eyes really big and blew out my pink cheeks making a silly face and peace signs. Then I smile really big and keep going. And yes, I said purple. I have this weird mutation in my eyes... Oh well, purple is my favorite color after all!
I'm nearing the office and started wondering what this was about... I'm not worried at all, since I have never done anything wrong and have perfect grades. Maybe it's information about my exchange program! That would be great! I smile to myself and start daydreaming as to what would happen if I got in... especially if I got to go to Japan!
I push the door of the office open and strut in confident and happy. I freeze when I see the expression of the faculty's faces. Maybe this isn't such great news... "Um, I was asked to come down here?" I ask worriedly.
The principal, Mr. Richards who is a handsome, young african american man came out of the office. "Aria!" he exclaims and quickly walks over to me and gives me a hug. We had a close student and principal relationship but this is just flat out unusual. I stand there completely rigid and he lets go.
"What's going on here?" I demand to know.
He seems on the brink of tears and says, "Your mother-" My mother? What about my Mother? She's on a plane going to Italy! "-it seems that her plane... has crashed."
Eh? EEEEHHHHHH!?
"And... she was found... dead." Mr. Richards finishes.
I stand there in complete shock. Not with my mouth wide open or my hands on my mouth. When I'm in shock, or scared I just freeze. My mind goes blank. Dead? He must be lying. My mother would never die! That's just... IMPOSSIBLE! She promised me that she would never die, right... RIGHT!?
I see Mr. Richards' mouth moving but can't hear anything. My vision starts to go a little fuzzy... I look around for a seat and take one. I try to process whatever is going on. I'm interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. "Huh?"
"I said, that you can have the rest of the day, the rest of the week, in fact off," the principal says, looking concerned.
"Okay." I get up and leave. I walk robotically to my classroom, greeted by a whole bunch of questions from my classmates.
"What happened?"
"Are you in trouble?"
"Did you get detention?"
"Are you suspended?"
The questions got more and more obscure as I walk further into the room. I guess quiet time is over. That's what you get for being likable, Aria. You have to deal with people's shit even when you want them to just shut the fuck up.
I near my desk, surrounded by my true friends who honestly cared about me and knew me well enough to tell somethings wrong. "Are you okay?" one of my best friends, Emma asks.
Despite my growing anger, I plaster a smile on my face and pat Emma's beautiful, silky, black indian hair. "I'm fine, just getting sent home early."
"We can tell that's not it!" my other best friend, Serena, exclaims. My best friend, Olivia agrees, nodding. I take turns looking at Serena's dark ebony face and beautiful dark brown, almost black eyes, then Olivia's pale white smooth skin with dark brown, asian eyes. I sigh.
"I don't want to talk about it right now, that's all." I smile at my multi-culture/race group of best friends. I'm missing Lola, my gorgeous hispanic friend with tan skin and dark brown hair, Mathew, my asian best guy friend, Nathan, my other asian guy friend, and Jorge, my hilarious hispanic guy friend. With them, my group is complete. "Anyway, I have to go." I pick up my tote bag and doodle book and leave. Making my way out of the school and running home... running always helps.
The next week went by in a flash. Between funeral preparations and living arrangements along with school work, I was able to keep myself plenty occupied. The funeral was done and I feel like I haven't had any pleasant human contact for years, so I go over to Olivia's house. I had obviously told my friends that my mom had died... How couldn't I have?
"Are you okay?" Olivia instantly asks as she opens the door.
I step inside, sliding off my shoes. "Not really..." Olivia looks at me with concerned eyes. "We... we were just so close!" I burst into tears. It all hit my like a pile of bricks at that moment. I started wailing. Of course I silently cried almost everyday buy it still hadn't processed until I talked about it. "I *gasp* I *gasp* I'll never get to see her again!" I shout. Its so dang hard to talk while wailing. Olivia instantly was on top of me, hugging me and petting my head. I fall onto the ground right beside her door. Olivia helps me up and leads me to her couch where she lays me down and lays me head on her lap. She silently pets my hair trying to calm me down.
"I'm there for you," she comforts me. She leans down and kisses my forehead. I knew she was there for me, but it felt so good to hear it. I struggle to lessen my sobs and control my breathing. Once I calm down a bit, I sit up and give her a big hug.
She comes back in the living room with a big cup of hot chocolate. I'm sitting, there hugging a pillow and when I see the cup I lunge for it, practically draining it. Olivia smiles at me. "So, where are you going to live from now on?"
"I'll still be living in my house, but my dad will stay with me." Just thinking about it pisses me off.
"Oh no! That's horrible! You should just stay with me!" Olivia exclaims. She knows how terrible of a parent my father is, and how much I despise him.
"I know, but they wouldn't let me!" I say sadly. Olivia smiles to herself and thinks, I can't believe she actually asked them to stay with me. She is just like a sister.
"Too bad, you can sleep over here as much as you want, though." I smile at Olivia's offer, and she smiles back. It's great to have friends you can trust.
I've been living with my father for a little over a month now. Already, the house is full of junk food, there is his crap everywhere and I'm getting really pissed off. Less than a year to go. I sigh to myself. I got into the exchange program and I'm going to Japan... NEXT SUMMER! That is way too long to wait in this hell hole! Just the sight of my father makes me sick. I wish I had wings and I could just fly away. I check my back. Too bad, no wings yet.
This is starting to become too much for me... I NEED to get out of here!
I go over to my laptop and start researching Japan and schools and air plane tickets, et cetera. We aren't all that rich, but my older brother does live in Japan, working as a music teacher for some prestigious rich kid school... What was it called again? Ouran... Ouran something... I type in "Ouran" in the search bar and "Ouran Academy" comes up. I click the first result which appears to be the homepage for the school. It was in Japanese, but I could read it because I had studied Japanese for four years now diligently and have become very skilled at it.
Well, apparently you have to either pay a whole crap load of money, or pass the entrance exam... I'm pretty confident in my intelligence and I decide I should take it. I saw an online version of it and printed it out. If I take the test with a teacher watching me, to make sure I don't cheat and then send a copy of it to the school, they could accept me if I pass! Well, I might as well try! I have nothing to lose! I went to set up the arrangements for the test.
I take the test and send it in with a note of certification from my teacher that she supervised me and that I didn't cheat. I got my results back in an email almost immediately. I got and 99% and they said I got the highest score ever on the entrance exam. They also congratulated me for getting into Ouran Academy's high school and they expect me to be there on September 27th. I just stare at the computer screen in happy shock.
"What's wrong," my drunken father walked in and asked me. He lumbered over to my computer and I shut it closed.
"Nothing," I answer, "I just didn't realize how late it is, I'm going to be." I take my computer with me and shut my door behind me before he could say anything else.
I smile in delight. I'M GOING TO JAPAN! I punch the air in victory and then realize something. The 27th?
The 27th is in 3 days! I need to be in Japan in 3 days!
I skip school on the 26th and instead, go to the airport. I had already told my school about my trip and my brother happily welcomed me into his house. My friends came with me to the airport to see me off. Thank God I had been saving up money for Japan or else I wouldn't have been able to buy myself a ticket! I smile to myself as I stare at my one way ticket to Japan. We arrived at the airport, being taken by Nathan, who was 17 and had a driver's license and a car. Mathew who was 18 was also bringing some people, because 8 people cannot fit into one car.
I got to my terminal and hugged all of my friends goodbye.
Mathew hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I love you, always have always will. As more than a friend. Keep in touch." I blush and nod. He walks away, almost in tears.
Nathan hugs me and says, "You better not forget about your writing! Or your drawing! You're my best friend!" I smile at him as he steps back also on the brink of tears.
Jorge hugs me and says, "Don't let those snobby rich kids make you a bitch!" I giggle and he steps back trying to look happy.
Emma was next and hugs me tightly, "I'm going to miss my fashion buddy so much!" I pat her back and she walks away bursting into tears.
Lola walks up and squeezes me, "You made the right decision, but don't forget about me. And take lots of pictures!" I nod and smile as she, too, joins the tear fest.
Serena walks up to me and hugs me, "You are the best." I smile and she walks away with tears silently running down her face.
I turn to Olivia and she was nowhere to be seen? Then I hear running feet and see a quickly approaching Olivia. I start running towards her also, and we embrace each other with tears in our eyes.
"I'm going to miss you so much! You're just like a sister to me!" Olivia cries.
"Same here! I love you!" I cry back.
"I love you, too!" she exclaims. We just stand there for a minute, squeezing each other and then we step back look at each other and giggle.
I go get my luggage and take one last look at my friends. "Bye guys, I'll miss you! I'll keep in touch, don't you worry!" I swear with tears in my eyes. Then I turn my back with luggage in hand and slowly trot to my exit, weighed down by luggage, and sadness. I go through security and board my plane, keeping a small backpack with my phone, iTouch, computer, doodlebook and some books to keep me entertained for the 13 hour flight. I look out the window, staring at the ground of the place I grew up, the place I hated... America. I was ready, and super excited for this life change! I told everyone but... I remember the note I left for my father this morning which read "I'm going to live in Japan from now on. I legally changed my guardian to be Drake (my brother) so I will live with him." I sigh to myself. I know, I know, not the best way to tell your father you are running away to a different country... but I couldn't let him stop me... I just couldn't. Everything will be fine, Olivia's parents, who are basically my parents, are shipping the rest of my stuff to Drake's place. I'm finally going to be happy!
Finally happy... and heading to my dream paradise... Japan!
