She looked down the empty halls of her new school. She could barely understand the tour guide and was just frustrated in general. She just wanted to go home, back to America where her entire family was. Well, except her parents, who had both committed suicide together for an unknown reason. She sighed. She missed her friends like Arthur, Lita, Raivis, Milestiba, Adriana, Alejandra, Alfred, and even creepy Ivan. She sighed. She didn't want to be in Japan.

"Hey, are you listening?" demanded the tour guide, who seemed rather impatient.

"Yes," she sighed, looking out a nearby window to see a pink clocktower.

She cocked an eyebrow. Who would ever build a pink clocktower?

"And the music rooms along here are for clubs. Any questions?" the tour guide said impatiently again.

"When does school start again?" the brown haired new student asked.

"Two days. I assume you already have your uniform and such?" the lady continued.

The younger girl nodded as she saw a limousine pull up and winced a little, "My aunt and uncle are here. I should be going now."

"Goodbye," the tour guide said, watching the teen leave, "She's got a long way to go…"

Two days later, Sakura stumbled out of bed and put on the girl's uniform. Her aunt and uncle were kind and also bought her the boy's uniform, but with the figure she had, she couldn't exactly pull it off. She looked at herself in the mirror. This thing is ugly as shit… She grumbled to herself as she walked out the door, knowing no one was home except her. She arrived at school in her uncle's spare limo and took a breath as if about the dive underwater before she went into the school. Some girls took no notice of her. Others ran up to her to say hello, but she pushed them away. When she managed to reach the classroom, Sakura sat down next to a short brown-haired boy who was sitting next to twins with orange hair. She could see one of the twins looking her over and whispering to his twin. Sakura was glad that the brown haired boy right next to her paid no attention. She felt heat coming from the other side of her desk and turned around. The two twin boys who were clearly talking about her earlier were now sharing the chair on the left side of her.

"Hey, how's…" one started

"It going?" the other said.

"Hm." Sakura replied, looking back down to the book she was reading.

The boy closer to her snatched the book from her hands, "The Book Thief? What kind of book is that?"

Sakura glared at the orange haired boy and kicked his shin, catching the book as it fell, "None of your business."

She went back to reading, ignoring her surroundings until the teacher called her name and she looked up.

"Sakura Utau?" the teacher called again.

"Present." Sakura said, looking at the teacher.

"Ah, yes, you're the new student. Come up here, please." The teacher said.

Sakura blushed and stood up, walking to the front of the room.

"As I said, this is Sakura Utau. She's from America and will be joining Ouran Academy for the next four years," the teacher said, smiling.

Sakura heard some muttering about not being rich. She heard other things like "street rat, commoner, and how could she even afford to come here?" She shook her head and walked out of the classroom quietly, not even bothering to look back. She ran down the hallway to the bathroom and locked herself in one of the stalls, sobbing. Meanwhile, Renge, was also walking down the hall, knowing she was late for class. She heard a sobbing from the bathroom and walked in, noticing one of the stalls was locked. She knocked on it.

"Hello?" she called, not knowing who it was behind the door.

"Go away, please." The unfamiliar voice said, sounding rather upset.

Renge sighed, "I'm an upperclassmen. Do you need to talk about something?"

The voice came again, more choked with tears, "No. I just wanna go home…"

Renge sighed again, "Can you at least tell me who you are?"

Sakura nodded, "Sakura Masago. First Year."

The girl on the outside of the door turned to the mirror and played with her ribbon, "Are you scared?"

Sakura sighed, unlocking the stall and coming out to wash her face off, "No. Just homesick."

The bell rung, signaling that it was time to move classes.

"I must go. Hey, drop by music room 3 after school today. Maybe I can get to know you there." Renge said, smiling.

A small smile crept upon Sakura's lips and she said quietly, "I'd like that, thank you."

Sakura slung her bag over her shoulder and left the bathroom, hoping to tough out the rest of the day

After the final bell had rung, Sakura approached music room three. She didn't know, as usual, what the hell she was about to get herself into. She took a breath, just like before she entered school in the morning, and went in. And when she went in, someone tackled her. She screamed and jumped up, kicking the person in the face.

"Owww! That hurt!" the voice whined.

Sakura sighed and rolled her eyes, bringing out her fake façade, "Well, if you wouldn't have done that, you wouldn't be hurt, ne? Jeez! People…"

She looked up to see a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes staring back at her. She glared at him.

"What do you want?" she demanded, her lip curling a bit.

"Ah! Mommy, she's scary!" the boy yelled, hiding behind an older looking boy with black hair, glasses and a notebook in his hand, which he dropped when the blonde hid behind him.

Sakura snickered a little. Mommy? Wow… Just wow… Things here just keep getting weirder and weirder…