Sooooo, technically this is called The Glasgow Girls Plus One. Im writing it with my frind (Jackolillie). But i desided to put it under a different name. HAHAHA should be interesting. My first ever fanfic...so be gentle please :P

Chapter 1

Day 1:

The towering figure of the Ootori mansion greeted us as we walked up the pebble path, leaving a slick, black limo behind us. The seven of us stood side by side, we complemented each other well, if I may so myself. We were all so different but, much like the pieces of a jigsaw, we fit together perfectly.

"May I help you?" enquired a soft voice from the open doorway. The elderly butler looked at the foreign teens with mild curiosity.

"Yeah, this place is ours now, so fuck off." A gruff voice called as she pushed roughly past the man and made her way inside. He stared at her in shock for a moment before shaking his head slightly. He should expect the unexpected by now, after being with the Ootori family for so long.

…

"What did you just say?" screamed the twins. Hikaru and Kaoru stood in front of Tamaki, red faced.

Kyoya sighed and looked up from his laptop. "Look, Tamaki's father has requested that we spend time with the new students so that their transition into will be a pleasant one. Seeing as he is chairman, we cannot refuse."

"That I understand," said Haruhi "but why do we have to live with them?" The others seemed to be forgetting that very important question.

"That would be because of Tamaki, our most generous king." Kyoya muttered sarcastically. The twins glared intently at the 'king'.

"It can't be that bad." Piped up Honey, his big eyes softening the tension in the grand room. "How long are we staying for Tama-Chan?"

"The whole summer." Tamaki mumbled with his head bowed, "We have to leave in an hour."

"THE WHOLE SUMMER?" the twins bellowed.

…

An hour later, the host club arrived in front of the former Ootori mansion. All held fine suitcases that housed even finer clothes. All except for Haruhi of course, who carried nothing but a modest plastic bag at her side. Tamaki stepped forward, hand raised to knock on the large mahogany door. His fist was a millimeter away when it suddenly swung open before him.

As the door opened, white rose petals floated out, brushing lightly against their skin. Honey giggled as one tickled his chin. "Well, this seems familiar…" Haruhi muttered as she remembered her first day of the host club. As last of the petals blew away, the group's eyes' widened in shock. Seven beautiful high school students stood before them. Haruhi's attention immediately went to the only boy from the group. He had green eyes and short, spiky brown hair. He was much taller then her, maybe the same height as Tamaki. He wore black jeans and tight shirt that emphasized his muscles. He wasn't looking at her, or any of them for that matter. He looked cold and distant, as though he would rather be somewhere else.

The others six were a more welcoming sight. The tallest of girls stood at the head of the group. She had long blond hair that flowed down her back in waves and her blue eyes were obscured from view by her glassed perched on the end of her nose. She grinned enthusiastically at them.

The next seemed slightly out of place when standing beside the other girls. She was small and fragile, her dark hair held high in a bun. Her pale, white skin contrasted sharply with her large blue eyes. She was undeniably beautiful. However, she seemed to ooze insecurity. Haruhi looked at her with sympathy, the girl had no idea how pretty she really was.

The one who was forth in line was not as striking, but equally gorgeous in her own right. Her head was titled towards the sky, her eyes following a bird through the glass of the window. Long locks of golden blond hair blew gently in the breeze from the open door. Huge, distracted blue eyes completed the look.

In the middle stood the second smallest of them. She was cute with large brown eyes and dark, curly hair that fell half way down her back. She smiled at them, looking oddly at ease with the chaos around her. She wore a tight black tank top that emphasized her small size.

The final two were perhaps the most worrying. They were fighting furiously. However, the smaller of the two was clearly losing the battle and gave up as she became impatient at the inevitably defeat. As the girls parted, the contrast between them was striking. The smaller one had bright red hair that tumbled past her shoulders. Her eyes were large behind the rims of her glasses. Her arms were folded beneath her breasts and a scowl was etched into the lines of her pretty face.

The last girl stood tall. She had a lean figure, making her look athletic. Her hair was dark and just brushed past the top of her shoulders. Her face was pale, taking on a ghostly quality, but it complemented her blue eyes well.

"H-hello" Kyoya managed to stutter out before being interrupted by a screech from the forth girl.

"I'M" HUNGRY!" screamed the blond girl as she stormed off, presumably in the direction of the kitchen.

"Sorry 'bout her, she can be a little…crazy sometimes." The small red-head giggled. Haruhi noticed the other girls look at her with surprised expressions.

"Ummm yeah… so, we're just gonna chill in hear 'till you all get settled, k?" said the athletic girl. Only then did they host club notice her accent. What was it..? British…? Sorta. Wait, Scottish.