Rotten Girl
'Just because you're a little pretty doesn't mean that you're above us!' 'Actually, yes, it does.' She'd probably be the perfect girl, too bad for her awful personality. After having been booted out of St. Lobelia, Tsubaki is thrown into the world of Ouran and is given one last chance to impress her father. What happens when she gets involved with the host club? Well, nothing good I can assure you that.
Hey there, nice to meet you, I'm codeKISEKI, but you can just call me Kise. It's been maybe three or four years since I've written fanfiction, so constructive criticism would be much appreciated. This fanfiction is going to be slightly AU, seeing as it takes place before the manga ending, thanks and see you soon!
Insert obligatory disclaimer here.
A cool spring breeze blew by, sweeping up fallen cherry blossoms from beneath Tsubaki's feet as she aimlessly wandered down unfamiliar hallways, accompanied only by the echoes of her footsteps and the hush sound of her breathing. It was her first day attending school in awhile now, despite classes having been in session for weeks, and after a short meeting with the principal to discuss her placement, she was left to wander as she pleased before afternoon classes started, where her arrival at ouran would be officially announced to the students of class 3-A. Turning a corner, the ebony haired girl collided against a lean yet built body, sending her quickly to the floor.
"Ah... sorry." A deep voice rang, as an unfamiliar hand, calloused and rigid, reached out to her.
As irritable as ever, Tsubaki looked down at the hand as if it were insignificant nothing before glancing up at it's owner only to flash him a scowl. A stern but calm face? How boring. Turning her head so that his gaze would only meet with her cheek, she ignored the hand and pushed herself off the ground, not really caring how unlady like she looked or acted. With a small grunt, she gentle combed her fingers through her long mane, getting rid of any possible dust particles before briskly walking pass the man. "It's not that I'm mad, it's just... that face of yours, it really pisses me off." Tsubaki muttered, not even bother making eye contact with the other student.
Ding dong ding dong ding ding ding dong!
Not long after, the bell rang out, and other students soon filled the hall Tsubaki had just left behind.