Chapter One
Encounter

Girls and guys flourished through the wide corridors, travelling in small cliques, buzzing with one another. The yellow dresses of each girl swung perfectly from their hips, creating a golden sea from which the male students were enveloped. Their blue blazers added to the brightness of the school. Everyone looked so alive, so cheery, and so...rich.

Cori knew she didn't fit in at all. But, at the same time, she knew she wouldn't have to. She was only visiting this school. Once a year, a public school in the same district as the elite school for the wealthy-Ouran Private High School-were welcomed to wonder the hall. In a week long study, they would meet and greet with children of the richest families in Tokyo, would get to study their curriculum, and learn about the heritage of the private school. To most it was a joyful and exciting week long field trip. Cori viewed it as more of an annoyance.

Hannah squeezed Cori's arm, drawing her attention away from the throng of Ouran students. 'Isn't it wonderful? They actually serve real food here! Not that fake stuff from a can our cafeteria serves.'

Cori and her friend were from the Ouran High School a few blocks over. It shared the same name, except for the "private" part. They stuck together as they followed one of five tour groups through the school. Because their grade was so small, each of the five groups held around thirty students.

'Let's sneak off,' Hannah whispered while the teacher rambled on about art decor.

Cori shook her head. 'No way. We will get thrown out.'

'Everyone has gone back to class.' She gestured around the empty hall, three minutes after the bell had rung. 'I want to explore behind the scenes.'

Curious herself, Cori agreed. Both the girls acted as if they were following the tour, but just as the group rounded another corner, Hannah and Cori quickly sprinted back the way they had come. Neither knew where they were going, but it was too late to stop.

'Look!' Hannah pointed to two teachers standing at the end of the hall.

Panicking, both the girls fled through the closest door. It led into a locker room. Well, at first sight it looked like a locker room. A wall length mirror was set above an ivory bench, with gold faucets and all the makeup a girl could need. Hannah turned to see rows and rows of lockers, with no locks. She grinned to herself.

Cori, who was busy checking out all the expensive makeup these people just leave lying around, didn't see Hannah slip on the signature yellow dress of Ouran Private School. When she turned around, Cori thought she had been caught. Hannah smiled back at her, dress fitting a little snuggly over her large breasts.

'What do you think?' She twirled.

'Take it off.'

'But this one will fit you perfectly,' she sulked, holding up a smaller yellow dress.

'How did you-.'

'Can you believe it? They don't lock their lockers.'

Cori walked over and snatched the dress. 'Yeah, because they aren't a bunch of thieves like you.'

The doors to the locker burst open. Hannah shoved her friend behind one of the rows of lockers before turning towards whoever entered the room. Cori slid along the lockers, peering around the other end. It looked like a teacher.

'I thought I heard voices in here. Why are you not in class?'

Hannah fumbled. 'Uh, because, well... You see...'

For all her joking around, when it came down to getting caught, Hannah couldn't lie to save her own life.

Cori poked her head around the corner of the locker, making sure the teacher couldn't see her grey uniform. They would both be caught then. 'I'm sorry miss! We were on the far oval and didn't hear the bell. We were just getting dressed from our sports clothes.' Cori faked an innocent smile.

The teacher sighed. 'Be quick about it, then. I'll be back in five minutes, and you two had better be gone.' With one more stern look at Hannah, the teacher strode out of the room.

Hannah instantly turned to Cori with a smile. 'Now you have to put the dress on.'

'What? Why?'

'Because, what if that teacher watches us leave or sees us roaming the school in these uniforms,' she explained, holding up her grey dress. It looked lifeless besides the brilliantly designed yellow sun dress she wore.

Cori groaned. 'Fine.'

Two minutes later, and both the girls were standing in front of the mirror, staring at themselves. Staring at each other. Hannah's dark red hair, brushing her shoulders, was a stark contrast to the colour of the dress. It was beautiful. Her green eyes popped, and she helped herself to some mascara and pink lip stick that was sitting on the vanity. Cori , who never cared about her looks, had to admit that the dress hugged her perfectly. She stood half a foot shorter than her best friend, and her hair was up in a messy bun. She didn't bother with any of the makeup like Hannah did. But she did let her black hair down, falling in tangles to her waist.

'Damn,' Hannah muttered. 'We look so good. We should transfer schools.'

'Do you have enough money to afford even a years tuition at this place?' Cori asked sarcastically.

'No.' Hannah ran a hand over the makeup in front of her. 'But a girl can dream.'

'Common,' Cori said, tugging on her friends arm, 'let's go. Maybe we can escape the schools grounds before ditching these clothes. Oh, and we are never coming back here again. I mean, what were you thin-.'

Hauling Hannah out of the locker room, away from all the cosmetics, Cori ran straight into someone's chest. Both the girls went down, landing in a heap together. Hannah lifted herself off of Cori, getting to her feet, before helping her friend up. Both the girls turned to see who they had hit, expecting another teacher.

A tall, dark haired and black eyed man stared down at them from behind glasses. He was wearing a students uniform. There was something Cori found alluring about the man, but Hannah, standing beside her, was growing agitated by his dark eyes.

'Shouldn't you two be in class?'

Cori's strange draw to the man went out the window the moment he spoke. Did he have to sound so condescending?

Hannah puffed up her chest, but Cori quickly stepped in, saying, 'I don't think that is any of your business.'

The man's dark eyes studied both the girls, taking in their appearance. The one with the short red hair, with subtle makeup and a witty smile, looked like every other rich girl in this school. He barely gave her a second glance. But for some reason, his eyes wanted to stay focused on the second girl. She was shorter in size, perfectly average in looks. However, there was something else... Her hair was tangled and let loose, instead of perfectly straight or nice curls, or any sort of style really. She wore no makeup at all, which was a first for him to see on a female student. Even her shoes were odd. Her red headed friend wore short black heels, but this girl opted for a pair of black sneakers instead. It was a very rare thing to see from a girl belonging in rich society.

'Perhaps you are correct.' He did a little bow. 'My apologies. I simply would hate if you two girls were to get into trouble.'

Hannah and Cori weren't buying his fake politeness.

Hannah flicked her hair. 'Let's go, Cori. We will be late for class.' She turned and started sauntering away.

Cori was about to follow, but then she turned to face the dark eyed man again, a soft smile on her face. 'For the record, pretending to be friendly is worse than actually letting people know you don't want to talk to them.'

And then they were gone, pretending they were heading towards their class. Hannah and Cori made it to the front gates of the elite private school without being caught. Ducking into a nearby cafe, where they changed back into their proper uniforms and ditched the yellow dress, the two girls began walking to the bus stop.

'Think we will be into serious trouble for disappearing?'

Cori shrugged. 'I doubt they will notice. We were there for role call this morning, so they properly won't check before we leave.'

'So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?' Hannah checked the bus times, using her phone to estimate how long they had to wait. 'We could go watch a movie?'

'Sure. Anything to forget that awful school full of rich snobs.'

'Yeah. But we will have to go on Monday as well.'

Cori groaned, following Hannah onto the bus that just arrived. Today was only the first day of their week long trip. Monday marked the beginning of the four day long venture into Ouran Private High School. She could barely wait.

This story is a little slow at first, but then again what story doesn't have a build to the climax? I've never really written a romance... And I'm not sure how to keep it flowing. I'll try my best! Don't be too harsh on me 3