So this is made because I am sick and tired of reading sweet OHSHC Fanfictions, so I decided to write a fanfiction and a character who wasn't sweet, who wasn't rich but was some rebel child or some injured girl with a dark past. No. I wanted to create a mean, almost honest, not quite normal character who has opinions and who's not a push over. So if you don't agree with her opinions or actions, she's just a character. So read and Review if you want, I don't really mind.

Sitting at the large table, chandelier above giving light to the food I glare at Mother as she continues to eat. How tacky. With those lips she kisses Father lips. Lips of a cheater, unacceptable, just looking at her just makes me want to puke. Laying my fork down on my plate I wipe my mouth as they look at me.

"The sight of Mother sickens me, I must retire" I say as I slide my chair back, socks hitting the newly polished floor.

"You shouldn't speak to her that way" Father says as I lay my napkin on the table, it didn't have any emotion, it was just words.

"But she's so Tacky" I say distastefully as she shrinks into herself "Don't be daft, you've already spoiled dinner no need to retreat"

I'm Yamada Nemu, people usually call me Yamada-sama, close family friends and it's Yamada-san. If you didn't already guess, I am rich, so is my Father. You're probably wondering what the hell is going on. Mother dearest has asked me to write my thoughts down instead of saying them, I think she saw it on a show. So here I am Mother, writing how pitiful you are. How utterly pathetic you are, don't get me wrong you were once a wonderful woman, but it's when the sickened Gardener swept you away into your fantasy land. Congratulations I respect you even less.

Putting the small pocket journal away I lay on my bed, as I watch a Servant close the curtains. Closing my eyes I smile to myself, oh dear Tamaki-chan, I shall claim you once again. I chortle again as I climb into bed and begin to sleep. Ahh these Egyptian Sheets are wonderful as I set my alarm.

Morning is such a bother, grabbing my Pocket journal I write the thought down before it goes. Pulling my socks off I slip white socks on, smelling like vanilla. Delightful. I had had a shower last night, so I could spring into action. Slipping into my Uniform I look in the mirror. I look amazing. Yamada Nemu, what is your secret?

Botox and a Boob Job. Cupping them I grin, hah, who says money can't buy happiness. I need to tend to my hair. Walking to my bathroom I stare in the mirror. I had a even skin tone to begin with so make up was minimal, brushing my hair, I put a spray through it as I write in my journal. I look great. Grabbing perfume I spray myself as I walk out of that place. If I were to describe myself I'd say, a tan female, brown eyes and a great body thanks to dieting- And screw Vegans, they ruin businesses that I plan to over take one day.

I'm not some faux blonde bimbo. Walking down to the Elevator I hit down stairs as I step insde, it was a set of stairs, but hey, these heels. Sipping some kind of green super food slushie, I hug Father and Mother, it was out of some or little respect I had left. The Limo I use is one of the best, bullet proof and it has a bar inside. I'm also not shy to drink wine.

I like this driver, his name is Gin and he understands he can't talk to me. We finally do arrive at school as I get out. I could almost feel its gayness rubbing off on me. Jesus christ, send me to hell now, because that's where they're going too- So no, send me to Paradise. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the gays, I just don't endorse them and don't get off your high horse, I can have opinions. Strutting past every other loser, I arrive at the doors. Waiting as people snicker at me.

I never open doors for myself as I huff.

"Isn't anyone going to open it for me?" I ask as they scoff from behind me as I purse my lips "Fine, let this be a warning"

Stupidly this is one of the only entrances in to the school, opening it, I turn locking it as I smile waving a gloved hand as I continue to my class. I can still hear their tacky screams of anger. They had their chance. They will learn that I am the top Feline here.

They seemed surprised as I took a seat in the class, I'm not sure why. It was my seat after all or did they forget? The twins, the ones that look so alike that I couldn't care if they were the same person, if they wanted to be told apart they should try different styles, not the same. I know everyone here except her. The cross dressing drag. I don't really care, facing the front I start the day and it started okay.

At lunch, I was confronted by a few angry people, as they crowded. The seemed delirious, like dogs with out a stick to play fetch with.

"What do you want?" I ask as I write my true thoughts down.

"You might have been top bitch, but not any more" little mouse squeaks as I chuckle.

"Oh little mouse" I bite my lip and laugh haughtily to myself "I'm not "Top bitch"

"Good" she says as I wrap my hand around her hair yanking down hard as she falls to her knee's.

"You are and Dogs stay on the floor" I say with a sickly sweet grin as she tries to get up as I hold her head down "Bark little doggy, bark"

"Let go!" she shouts as her friends come to aid as I kick her face with a grin "Ow what the hell?!''

"Nothing darlings" I say as I stand on her fingers "Just bark and this will be all over"

You might think I am cruel. I am, but I am also rich and it doesn't matter where you go, rich out weigh justice. Welcome to the real world. It's not sunshine and rainbows. It's survival of the fittest and I will win. Speaking of surviving how is Tamaki's little club coming along? I hope it's doing poorly, I really do.

I will do everything in my power to sqwash that tacky club and everyone in it. Like my heart that he crushed. Buckle up Tamaki, because this time I won't just forget, no, there is no forgive or forget, there is only revenge. I watch as he talks with his almost Boyfriend and School Husband, how I pity them. How I pity them indeed. I gather my books preparing to leave and go home, my eyes watching him and that new puppy he has. Ootori seemed to notice as I smile and wave slipping my gloves back on.

Such Fun.