Starr had always been the girl everyone would stop and stare at. Yeah, she was beautiful, but she also dressed differently. She always wore black or dark colored skirts, teased her hair (light blonde almost white) in the adorable messy way she wore it since she was twelve. Today she was wearing a black t-shirt with a broken heart on it. She had a black and white checkered tie tied but loosely around her neck, a dark blue skirt, white jacket, converse that came to her knees with pink laces and a necklace with a eighth note on it.

She walked with her hands in her pockets. She was walking towards Ouran Academy. They had lifted the uniform rule before she got here. Now she got stares from all directions. Some were whispering about her beauty, others about her pierced nose or her snakebites. Fools. She thought. She kept walking, a song playing on her iPod headphones in her ears, when she knocked into someone. She looked up and put her headphones down. She blinked. Who is this guy? She wondered. He had black hair, with black eyes that seemed like dark pools that stared into her bright blue ones. He was wearing a white t-shirt and gym shorts. He had a messenger bag. "Sorry." She mumbled.

"No, it was our fault!" A blonde boy said that was next to him, he was short, and looked like a kid but she knew he had to be old enough to be in high school.

"No, I wasn't looking where I was going, so it's my fault." She replied, she looked at the two and saw some more people making their way over there. "Well, bye I guess." She said, walking away, putting her headphones over her ears. Her phone buzzed in her hand that was in her jacket pocket. She pulled it out.

From: Mom

To: Starr

Honey, it's grandpa…he…died.

Starr stopped, and this time got a lot of stares, she felt those two people and their friends looking at her as well. Her hair covered her eyes, but didn't hide the tear that fell from her face. She shook her head and began running into the school, knocking some books out of some twins' hands.

"Hey, watch it freak!" They shouted, and she paused. She turned around, and glared.

"You people here are fools. Thinking you can call me a freak. I just got a horrible message, and you think calling me a freak makes it any better?" She growled, and was satisfied with their shocked faces. "Who cares though, huh? Nobody. What I thought." She said and turned around and began running away again. She ran into the school this time and ran until she couldn't run no more. She put her hands on her knees and looked at the sign above the door. Music room number three, huh? She thought, and opened it. A aroma of roses filled her nose, she looked in a guy with similar black hair was standing with his back to her.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said. He turned and he had purplish eyes.

"Don't be, all ladies are welcome here." He said, and she nodded, she looked past him to a sleek black grand piano. He followed her gaze. "You play?" He asked. She nodded.

"M-My papa taught me." She managed to get out. He looked at her and she looked away. "M-Mind if I play?" She asked looking back at him. He seemed shocked and thought about it.

"Sure." He said, grinning as if he could detect her sadness. She made her way over to the grand. She slipped in it like it was a glove. "Need sheet music?" He asked as he went through some selections.

"No, but thank you I learned this a couple weeks back." She said. He nodded and left. She opened it and began playing.

Slipped Away- Avril Lavigne

Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Oh

Na na na na na na na

I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't

Oh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Oh

I had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by

Now you are gone, now you are gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now you are gone, now you are gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere you're not coming back

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no..
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same oh...

Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you

She was unaware of the audience that was watching her as she played. She stopped her hands resting on the last key. She smiled to herself, a small grin, and a tear fell on the key. It landed and fell into the shape of a heart. She stood up. Closed the grand, and turned around to see shocked faces. "What did I do?" She asked.

"N-Nothing." The twins said. She shrugged, found the glasses guy and nodded.

"Thanks for letting me play. It reminded me of something important to do." She said, he looked at her shocked, and then smiled and nodded.

"Starr!" Someone shouted.

"Oh God." She said, and they looked from her sister, Dawn to Starr.

"There you are, are you going to come to the funeral home for papa's viewing?" She asked, eager to get there and Starr glared.

"I will tomorrow, unlike you, sister I'm not greedy." She growled and she looked hurt. Dawn put a hand with a diamond ring from when their aunt died on her cheek.

"Whatever do you mean, Starr?" She asked, coy.

"You know exactly what I mean, sister." She said, sneering the word. "Ever since people died, they had you in the will, and you always got what I was supposed to get, you're greedy and self centered. But not this time, I'm sending a message to mom later today to text me what I'm supposed to get then I'm coming after your head wench, because that's what papa would want." She said, Dawn looked really shocked then raised a hand to slap her sister, who in one swift move grabbed it and twisted it and put it behind her sister's back. She put pressure on it until she heard a sickening SNAP! She let go of her sister's now limp, and broken arm. Everyone stared at them, and her sister was to shocked to scream, or cry.