Hi Everyone!
So this is my actual first fan fiction, which makes me freaks out.
If there are any mistakes, or anything I should change, don't hesitate to tell me - I'm not really good with spelling... in English.
So this first chapter/introduction is about Sarah Gosselin. We don't meet the Ouran Host club yet, sorry!
To understand the story, I ask you to read this - even though this small thing is boring, and with lots of nowhere details.
There might be lots, and lots, of modifications while the story goes by.

WARNING: THIS FANFIC HAS LOTS OF SPOILERS
I read the whole Ouran collection and watched the animates. If you haven't read them, it's at your risk, but you're gonna see, I'm using direct links from the books.

I just love lines
Anyways, when the characters are talking and it's written in italic, they are talking in French.

I'm sorry; it's taking me time to upload things. I thought I would have been able to write more during summer but I totally had no time.

Especially that I realized that I failed while writing this, for those who are reading this fanfic for the first time you're ok, I think I pretty much changed everything that I wanted to change... Hope so.

I also re-started watching Tumbling (Awesome Drama, you need to see it) and reading Hunger Games (My friend kinda forced me though, but let's say that... I finished it in 3 days, first 2 days reading 2 chapters only, and then spending a whole night awake to read it. It was AWESOME) while playing few games, and lots of trips, shopping, my social life (yes, yes... I have one), lessons (guitar) and etc. geez.

Chapter

Title of the Chapter
Character's point of view

Story

Chapter 0 (... ?)

Introduction
Sarah Gosselin

It all happened few days ago... but began three years ago, when my God Mother met that man.
She was working as a waitress in a small restaurant. A rich man decided to go there while he was on a business trip, to eat a good lunch after a long meeting. It was the first place he saw and was so hungry... that he just directly went there. It was my god mother who served him, and he desperately fell in love with her. Love at first sight? My Godmother never believed in it. So he started coming more often to that restaurant, whenever he had a business trip. My Godmother learned soon after that every time he came, he was asking for her. When she wasn't there, he just left and came back the other day. After a while, he suddenly asked her out on a date. Everyone working with her kept an eye on them, and seemed like asking with their eyes to say yes. With pure pressure she said yes. But... She did fell in love, they even started living together, because yes, he bought a house in Japan so they can be together. After 3 years, he asked her in marriage.
She is now 26 years old, in love, and millionaire. But money didn't change her. She's still the Godmother that I used to know, sweet, kind, friendly, social... She's awesome. She's now owner of a spacious hotel and two restaurants, one of them in Japan. She works in the one in our hometown as a maid.

I'm 14 years old, I live in France, I have a lovely family... but most of the time they're not home. It doesn't really bother me; I'm practically at my God mother's house all day long. This year, she's moving in Japan, so she can work in her restaurant there and her husband can be with his family again. They are going to build a bigger house so they can have children, because right now, in this house there's only one room.

I have 3 best friends... I can easily go at their houses... but they are always at my god mother's house too. It's not because it is big and wonderful, but because she's really cool, and my friends think so too, but they also have problems with their families.
All our families are pretty much the same. They don't have any time in their hands for whatever. Our moms work together at the hospital, day and night. Our dads work at different places. They one day brought the 4 of us at the hospital, so that's how we met. I already knew one though. I never saw them before because we're not at the same school, and they are not in the same class... One of them is also in an only girl high school.

Recently, when my god mother told us she was moving, we cried, not wanting her to leave. But she told me "Well, you're coming with me, I asked your parents already, if you could come with me... They accepted, but your friends shall ask themselves, but they are invited." We were totally surprised, but really happy. We didn't find the words to express our feelings, but the screams of joy talked for itself. All knowing my god mother and her husband really well, all parents accepted.

We're now in the private jet, in direction for our new house.
My name is Sarah Gosselin, I have long and curly blond hair, with blue-ish purple eyes. I'm the smallest one of our group. I also have some small natural brown highlights. I like to wear skirts or dresses, sometime some skinny jeans with my dresses, making my own style. I always have a bag with me, where I keep all my important things, like my cell phone, or random things I might need like pens, papers, etc. I also keep, secretly, a tiger stuffed toy... Something I always carry with me since I'm really young. I love the color purple. I look younger than my real age, I easily look like I'm 8 or 9 years old, but I'm 14. I have to say, sometimes I act like one. People say that my smile is contagious, so I try to smile all the time, but I'm so nervous, it usually reflects in my face. I'm loyal to everyone, I love everyone, I think they do so too. I'm not strong, totally not. I'm respectful; everyone can easily count on me. I'm really shy, calm, but I'm less shy with the ones I love. I hardly trust anyone, so I don't know what I can do once older for work. Unlike my other friends, I'm still juggling.

Mélanie Gendreau is in first year of high school, the one in the all girl high school. I met her because she came and knocked at my door, asking if I wanted to play with her. She's the second tallest. She has dark brown hair that stops in the middle of her back. There's a red highlight in her forelock, also the tip of her hair is red. She has simple light brown eyes. She's the tomboy of our group; she keeps protecting us... Well, me over anyone. She likes to wear jeans and a sweater; she hates to wear tight things, but sometime will do so anyways. I think she's getting use to it. She likes things with stripes. She likes the color red. She likes boys stuff, she's strong, likes to fight, do parkour (gymnastics, in a more... dangerous style. You can do it in a park, or on roofs, malls, etc.) and she really loves to skate... Even with her strong personality, she holds some really serious secrets, but doesn't want to bother anyone with them, not even me. I think I know what it is though. She's really protective, and she's ready to do everything for does she loves. Even though she's a simple mind girl, really stubborn and sort off opportunist, she's a real sweet heart, not wanting to hurt or bother anyone. She wants to be psychologist once older, and strangely, I know she'll be awesome... even though she can't figure out her own feelings.

There's Amy Laviolette, 1st year too, she's the tallest of our group, but she's not a giant. She's 5 feet 4, while Mélanie is 5 feet 3. She has light brown hair, quite long, cut so it can be longer in front and shorter in the back, with green eyes. She's feminine, likes to wear tight jeans, cute t-shirt, jewelleries... all that kind of stuff. She keeps laughing... she's a really amazing girl, good at everything. She's pretty much the nerd type of our group, she likes to read or watching shows. She also knows a lot of things about different things, like if she was a moving encyclopedia. Everyone thinks she's not aggressive, but they are plain wrong. She won't mind saying something straight in your face. She's pretty much the one whose 2 foot are on Earth. She likes theatre, dramatic arts in general, but wants to be a Dentist later. All boys seems to fall for her or me, though I have Mélanie to protect me, because Amy is mean enough to tell them straight in their face that she's not interested. She can be really serious or really funny. She likes the color green.

Finally, she's a bit taller than me but smaller than Mel, but the oldest in our group, she's in 2nd year of high school. Her name is Charlotte Fournier; she has black hair, brown eyes, but she keeps wearing blue contacts with prescription, because she prefers blue eyes, and she needs glasses, but hates wearing them. She usually wears dresses, but also likes wearing skinny jeans, or joggings, with once again, a simple shirt with a vest. She likes pink. Charlotte is really naive, clumsy, believes everything, keeps creating stuff, for example, yellow ostriches playing drums, or is it pink whales? I'm not sure. Anyways it's not quite important what color, or what it is. Though, sometimes she can have a sudden turn of personality, she becomes extremely serious, calm... Sometimes for few days.

My god mother's name is Karianne Sasaki-Gosselin. She has long black and flat hair with green eyes. She's the sister of my dad, who also has green eyes, but he has blond hair. It's weird because he should have had black hair like my aunt, but he turned out to have my grand-father's hair color... anyways. She has a really kind heart, generous... Her husband's name is Kichirou Sasaki. He has short dark brown hair with brown eyes. He's Japanese, but talks easily French. I don't know him a lot, but for a rich man he's not the usual stereotype that only wants money.

Mélanie: I can't wait to see how it's going to be in Japan!
Kichirou: Don't hope for too much, it's not quite the traditional kind you saw in the Dramas.
Amy: As it seems, it's a rich place where we're going. So it's going to be different from where we were before.
Kichirou: On that side though I'm quite approving. It's going to be bigger than our old house.
Karianne: We even have a surprise for you once we get there.
Charlotte: OH MY GOD! IS IT A TOILET THAT TRANSPORTS YOU IN AN OTHER WORLD?
Karianne: N-no... not close.
Kichirou: It's not a manga, or an animate! It's real life here!
Amy looked at her with a "Are you serious?" face.
We all laughed.

We all know Japanese really well; I'm the only one who has problems. But I'm planning on staying near my friends at school, so I won't do any mistakes. I can't speak it, but I can understand it, so my friends will be able to translate French to Japanese. Lucky enough, I can write it.
After a long ride of jet, we get inside the big limousine. On our way there, there were... trees, trees, trees, oh and trees! A forest is taking over our territory. The driver took us to the house... a really, big house, in the forest. White walls outside, black roof, black windows and door frames, then our godmother (yeah... "our") told us;
Karianne: The left side is your house girls. There's a hallway in the middle that are connected to both house, so if you need anything just come and see me, or Kichirou.
Mélanie: Wait, really?
Karianne: Yep.

Me: R-really really? I mean, it's huge and-

Karianne: Yes really!

We stepped out of the car, speechless, looking at the 3 floored houses, which now belong to us, obviously, one side is to my aunt, but I looked at our part, which was, huge.
First thing we did; run inside.
There was a living room in the entry, with the big plasma TV on the wall, the big stereo system! The kitchen is separated from the living room with a big wall and a double door frame. Big kitchen, lots of decorations everywhere, but I can't hide it. What I really wanted to see was my room that is in one of the two other floors. I went upstairs, but I stopped walking once there. The floor is blue, green, forming circles, all four walls are white, a little bit everywhere there was big comfy chairs, sofas, 4 desks together in the middle with weird and awesome chairs, a counter like in the bars, on the wall next to the door where we can put our feet, knees under... little tables, awesome lamps, every single details are perfect! That way, we have our little place alone when we need to talk between girls, study, read, draw, everything there.

My room is on the wall in front of us when we go upstairs, the right door is mine, and the left one is leading for Mélanie's room. On the left wall are the doors for Amy's and Charlotte's room. When we're facing the wall, Amy is on the right and Charlotte on the left, so Amy is near our wall. On the right wall, I guess it's the toilets, so I head toward the one with my name on it... which is the first one on the left, followed by Mélanie, Amy then Charlotte. I wasn't wrong, it is spacious! The girls yelled their bathroom's colors, and they are different colors, our favorite ones. I have a bath, a shower, both separated, a sink in the counter, a closet, a mirror, and obviously, a toilet. It's not a big bathroom, but I like it that way. I got off my bathroom before the other girls, to finally go in my room. Behind the door, was a princess looking room with dark purple walls. The wooden floor is a light brown color, white sofas, white dresser, white blankets for my bed with a purple flower on the left bottom corner of it, white frame for my bed, light purple curtains around my bed that we can see through, also, light purple curtains for my windows and a white ending table. Yes, it might sounds like its white everywhere, but actually, it is not too white.
What I like, it's that my room has a door frame on the left wall leading to Mélanie's room with only a black curtain separating our rooms. We used to sleep in the same room when we went to my Godmother's house, and we didn't really want to get separated. I passed through the black fluffy curtain to get into a totally different world. Red walls, black floor, her bed covers are white too but with a black and red design. Black sofas, red ones, white ones... it was a normal room though, not a girl's room, or not even a boy's room... let's call it "Mélanie's room"
Mélanie: I'M SO HAPPY WE'RE NEXT TO EACH OTHER!
Me: I so am too! Even though we're not in the same room we still have an easy link!
Charlotte: OH MY GOD GIRLS, THE ROOM UPSTAIRS IS FULLY TRADITIONAL JAPANESE STUFF!

We ran upstairs to find a traditional Japanese living room, with a futon in the back, and a Kotatsu in the middle of the room. There are lots of decorations, and plants. The room isn't big... it's only a small Traditional Japanese room for us where we can isolate ourselves from the others or spend time together! Awesome!
We started taking the tea once we dressed ourselves in our respectful kimono, mine is white with purple designs, Mélanie's is black with red designs and few white ones, Amy has a green and brown, as for Charlotte, a pink with darker pink designs. We sat down at the Kotatsu, on our knees, of course. We told ourselves we would do that when we first arrive here, if there's a Kotatsu, or else we would have sit down on our pillows and take tea on the floor. I'm glad we end up really doing it around the table. We'll also be able to do it every day now because it's in our house!
Auntie came and joined us upstairs, asking us if we liked it. We all smiled and said
Us: YES!

She took a more serious tone, which scared us, and said
Karianne: In a week, school starts. I want you girls to be serious about it even if this is amazing. I trust you all, and please, don't make me regret my choice. I can easily send you back to France.
We all gasped.
Me: We'll do so