A/N: Hey people! My first Ouran fic. Hope it's not too bad and that you like it. This is kind of a test chapter. If people like it and ask for more, then I'll continue with the story. I'd like a beta as well, so if anyone want's to beta mt story, just PM me or leave a review to let me know. Enjoy the first chapter of Normal Is Overrated.

DISCLAIMER: Ouran High School Host Club is not mine in any way, shape or form. The songs in this chapter belong to whoever sung them, wrote them and all that. The only thing I own are any OC's.

Test Chapter

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Meet 'Those Nutters Who Live Across The Street'.

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My hand slammed down on my alarm clock, silencing the beeping noise. I heard a tired moan and a yawn from the beds to my right and left, respectively. Opening my eyes, I stared groggily into space for a few moments. I shot up in my bed yelling, "Holy shiz! We have school today!"

To my left, my sister shot up, her black hair looking like a bird's nest. To my right, my sister got half way up before falling back down again. And me? I jump out of bed and do a happy dance.

I know what you're thinking. We're happy for school?! Well, today was our first day at Ouran Academy, a fancy school for filthy rich kids. We weren't exactly filthy rich, but we were pretty well off. Oh, and our dad used to be the chairman of the school, before he moved to Britain.

Oh, wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. Hi, I'm Chloe Lewis, or Lewis Chloe, depending where you live. My sisters are Jaime Lewis/Lewis Jaime and Demi Lewis/Lewis Demi. We're triplets, which people tend to find surprising. Most people think we're just related.

Jamie has shoulder length black hair, jade green eyes and stands at a proud (for her) 5' 3" at the age of 15. Demi has dirty blond hair that only reaches her chin, bright blue eyes and stands at 5' 6" at 15. I, Chloe, have elbow length brown hair, dark brown eyes and I stand at an impressive (to Jaime) 5' 9" at 15. Back home, we were known as either 'The Lewis Sisters' or 'Those Nutters Who Live Across The Street', depending on who you are.

I turned to Demi, the one who was lying in bed. "Dem, get up off your lazy ass! We're going to Ouran!" I yelled at her. She groaned again, grabbed her pillow and covered her face in it. Demi was most definitely not a morning person. Jaime had already got up by this point and was rooting through the wardrobe.

Rolling my eyes, I jumped on top of Demi, tickling her. She shot up instantly, giggling while trying to pry my hands away. I relented eventually, hopping off of her bed and turning to face Jamie. She had already decided what she was going to wear and had it on already. My sisters and I had refused point blank to wear the girls uniform, and we had decided against wearing the boys one as well.

Jamie had picked out a long, three quarter sleeved black top. She had on a pair of white skinny jeans and a pair of black canvas trainers. I watched with slight interest as she walked over to our jewelry box and pulled out a guitar necklace.

I walked over to the wardrobe and I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans, a red and white striped top and a black vest to pull on top. Slipping off my pajamas, I pulled on my underwear, then my jeans. I slipped my shirt over my head, then my vest on top. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out the first drawer. I picked a pair of knee-high stripy socks. I wandered over to my bed and began the task of pulling my socks on.

For a change, it only took about a minute to get them on. Stretching, I yawned and walked over to our desk, I opened up the decorated box and pulled out a necklace with headphones for the pendant. I debated on wearing a tie, but decided against it.

I turned to see that Demi had changed, too. She had on a black top with fake blue, yellow and blue paint splatters. I knew that her top matched her bag. She had decided on a a pair of three-quarter jeans and light blue converse. She had a necklace with three lightning bolts: one blue, one yellow and one pink. I could just see her white socks over the top of her converse.

We got into a circle and grinned at each other.

"Why don't-" Jaime began

"We go-" I continued

"Have breakfast?" Demi finished.

We all nodded and said, "Let's eat!" In unison. It was at time like these that people really knew we were triplets. We did this a lot, always finishing each other's sentences. We had figured out it confuse people, kept them on their toes. We were only keeping them young, really.

We walked out of our room, Demi and Jaime chatting happily. I was quiet, relishing the moment of peace. I knew, as soon as we left the house, we would be yelling 'Hello!"'s at people, laughing loudly at the faces we were pulling and singing songs. We were pretty weird people. We all had random senses of humor. Demi's was more pronounced though. She was the loudest of us three. Jamie was the gossiping chatter box and I was the 'clumsy one/prank genius.' At least that's what Jamie and Dem called me.

The reason we were being quiet now was because our mother was in bed. She worked the night shift in a local club, so we were quiet inside. Well, as quiet as we could be. We stumbled into the kitchen, Jamie preparing our breakfast. We all had cereal in the morning, and we took turns in getting it ready.

"What do you guys want this morning?" Jamie asked as she pulled out three bowls.

"Frosties!" I whisper yelled eagerly. Frosties were my all time favorite cereal, and they made them in Japan.

"Dem?" Jamie asked.

"Same," Demi replied, "Just give me the coffee, please."

"Make it yourself," Jamie snapped. With another yawn, Demi set about making herself some coffee. I hopped on a stool around the island in the kitchen, taking my bowl from Jamie eagerly. I happily set about eating my breakfast, scoffing them down at an alarming rate. Once I was finished, I took my bowl and spoon to the sink and washed them quickly. Being the first to finish breakfast, I had the privilege of being the first to use the bathroom.

The main bathroom was downstairs, but our parent's room had an en suite that we used if we needed the bathroom really bad while upstairs. Opening the door, I walked over to the sink and grabbed my blue toothbrush. I grabbed the tube of toothpaste, squeezing the actual toothpaste onto my toothbrush. I scrubbed furiously at my teeth, mentally singing a NeverShoutNever song. When I was done, I swilled out my mouth with some mouth wash and splashed some cold water on my face. Drying my face, I grabbed a brush and peered at my reflection in the mirror. My hair looked like a rat's nest. Glancing at my watch, I noted that we still had about half-hour left before we needed to leave.

Taking the brush with me, I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. I walked up to the mantelpiece, snatching off a hair tie. Brushing my hair up into a high pony-tail, I brushed my fringe so it fell into my eyes. I separated my pony-tail into three sections and began twining them around each other. I left about two inches of hair free before slipping another hair tie onto the end. My hair seemed to be a lot shorter now, and while in a plait it was much more manageable.

Walking into the passage, I walked over to the coat closet, grabbing three bags off of a hook. There was mine, a red and black chequered messenger bag, Jamie's which was a black messenger bag and Demi's, a paint-splatter messenger bag. Walking into the kitchen where both Jamie and Demi were, I handed them their bags with a grin.

"How long left before we leave?" Demi asked me.

"Um," I looked at my watch again, "About ten minutes."

We all groaned, the same thought running through our heads, What were we going to do?

"We could just leave now," Jamie suggested. "That way we can explore a little more."

Me and Demi exchanged looks before shrugging. "Might as well," Demi said, "Haven't got anything better to do."

With that decided we all grabbed our bags and made our way to the door. Pausing, I opened my bag and double-checked I had everything. Note book, pencil case, mobile phone, wallet, keys...."Dammit!" I exclaimed. At my sister's enquiring looks, I explained, "I forgot my iPod. Give me a second!"

I run up the stairs and into our room. I walked over to my bedside table, vaguely remembering listening to my iPod before going to sleep last night. It was a blue iPod Nano with blue earphones. Demi had a dark purple iPod Nano with purple earphones and Jamie had a green iPod Nano with green earphones. I saw my iPod, grabbed it and slid it into my pocket before running back down to the passage.

My sisters wear waiting for me, and Jamie reached forward and flung open the door. We walked out single file, each of us grinning so wide my cheeks started to hurt. As soon as the door swung shut behind us, we all let out excited shrieks and danced around each other, walking down the path and out of our house's front garden.

As soon as our feet hit the pavement, we all fell silent for a moment. Three..... two, I thought, one! In union, we all started singing the first verse to Avril Lavigne's song, Anything But Ordinary

" Sometimes I get so weird

I even freak myself out

I laugh myself to sleep

It's my lullaby

Sometimes I drive so fast

Just to feel the danger

I wanna scream

It makes me feel alive!"

None of us were particularly good singers, so that was as far as we got before we all looked at each other and burst into laughter. We didn't stop walking, and in a choked voice, I started a new song.

"There will be no rules tonight."

"If there were we'd brake them," Jamie continued.

"Nothings gonna stop us now," Demi sang.

"Let's get down to it!" We all sang in unison.

I found the first verse of Our Time Now by the Plain White T's to be quite fitting. We'd act as if there were no rules, most likely braking quite a few. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if we were braking a rule by not wearing the uniform. Oh well. Better to ask forgiveness than permission. I had heard that once in a movie, though I couldn't remember which.

Stretching, I laughed lightly at my sisters. They were having a contest to see who could pull the funniest face. Rolling my eyes, I pulled my iPod out of my pocket. Slipping the ear buds into my ears, I turned on my iPod, put it on shuffle and pressed play. A Michael Bublé song came on. A few words in and I realize it was I Just Haven't Met You Yet. Thanks to my parents, all of us had pretty diverse tastes in music.

When Michael Bublé's voice faded into non-existence, Free's All Right Now came on. The music was loud, so I couldn't tell what my sisters were up to. I glanced up to see them listening to their iPods too. I wasn't all that surprised. We all loved music, and we didn't know when we'd get to listen to some during the school day.

Absorbed in the music, it didn't take long until we reached Ouran Academy.

Ouran Academy was really big, and really posh. To be honest, I didn't expect us to fit in all that well, considering how loud we were.

"Last one to the main doors is Umbridge's love child!" Demi yelled, and all three of us set off, laughing all the while. I was the slowest, but I was determined to beat Jamie, who was only a little faster than me. Running as fast as my long legs could carry me, I had barely passed Jamie when I reached the door.

Demi, who was the fastest and had left me and Jamie eating her dust, laughed at Jamie. "Gutted!" She said.

Jamie hit Demi in the arm, and then me for good measure. "That was uncalled for," I said with a pout.

Jamie just raised an eyebrow. "I know you, Chlo. You were just about to start laughing too."

I opened my mouth to argue, but then I shut it, considering. "Fair enough," I said eventually as Jamie smirked.

Opening my bag, I rummaged through it, looking for the map the school had provided. When I finally found it, I located where we were. "What have we got first?" Demi asked.

"Um, Homeroom," Jamie replied, "In room 91." I nodded, searching for room 91 on the map. There it is, I thought. I walked into the school building and made my way to our Homeroom room, glancing up every now and then so I wouldn't crash into anything. I knew my sisters would let me, just so they could laugh and tease me. When we finally reached the Homeroom room, we tried the door. It was already open, and we still had about ten minutes until Homeroom was due to start. Glancing at my sisters, I said, "Should we go explore or just chill in here?" I asked.

"Let's just chill," Demi said, Jamie nodding in agreement. "'Kay," I said, walking into the currently empty room. Jamie and Demi claimed seats near the back and I left my bag on a desk next to Demi. Walking towards the window, I stared out at the grounds. I found this school weird. There were no people running and laughing, playing football or hurrying to finish homework they had forgotten to do during the break. There were people in groups, just talking. While that was normal for pretty much all schools, where was the fun? The laughter? Sighing, I rested my head on the cool glass of the window. Closing my eyes, I hoped that today would go well.

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