Chapter 1

The bell on the clock tower stroke 1. As its bells echoed the empty halls of Ouran Academy. My foot steps also echoed the halls as I made my way to my classroom. That was where I did my college work and classes. Yet, I'm only a honor student and first year.

My name is Madeleine Holo, and I was probably one of the smartest people in this school. I only student in this class, and I only went to class in the afternoon. Part of why I went to class in the afternoon was because I worked. What is it that I do for work? Well, that's a whole other topic for another time. Anyway…. I had only been going to this school for 2 weeks and nobody (and I mean absolutely nobody) has talked to me at this school. Well other than the teachers and staff. Was I really that invisible?

~FF~

I sat in my chair, waiting for the halls to clear and the students to go to their last class of the day. I had my book in my lap, but I stared out the window because it was to noisy to concentrate on the book. Plus, I had read the book, that was in my lap, many times and now I'm finally losing interest in it. I shut my book and the bell rang moments later.

I had finish my homework, so I knew that I was going to be bored out of my mind. So I got up and left the room. I hadn't really wandered the school yet in my 2 weeks of being here. Ouran was nice, clean, and (of course) huge. I ended up walking down a long hall way that had lots of windows on both sides.

As I walked passed one of the windows, a huge flock of birds took off. I stopped walking to look at them. They were actually a flock of doves. The view from my point was amazing really, even breathtaking. I had full view of the clock tower and the school's garden. The garden looked quiet and peaceful.

'Maybe I could do my work there tomorrow' I thought as I moved on my way down the hall. At the end of the hall there was a door. I looked at the sign that was above the door as I got closer. It's an abandoned music room. I smiled 'Maybe there's a piano inside.' I opened the door and my excitement melted away. I frowned.

It didn't even look like a music room at all. The whole room was pink, just like the color of the school. There were comfy chairs, loveseats, and coffee tables everywhere. I was about to back out of the room when something caught my eye. In the corner of the room was a grand piano, half covered by a white sheet. I ran over to the piano and sat down on its black bench. I smiled again, lifting the fall up. Then I played.

I didn't play anything in particular, I really just played what came to mind. I played like that for a couple minutes, before I heard the door open. I stopped playing and turned to see who had entered. It was a small brown-eyed, brunette girl who had walked in. Her brunette hair was cut really short and she was wearing a boy's uniform. She almost looked like guy.

'Well, at least I'm not the only one who finds those yellow dresses hideous.' I was also wearing a boy's uniform because I refused to wear that yellow monstrosity.

"Hello there." The brunette girl smiled. "I don't think I've seen you around here. Are you a new student?"

"Yes I am." I smiled back. "I'm Madeleine Holo. It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Haruhi Fujioka by the way."

"Well Haruhi, I'm glad, I'm not the only girl, at this school, who wants to wear a boy's uniform instead of that ugly yellow thing this school calls a dress." I looked at Haruhi to see that she was giggling at my comment, then she smiled really brightly at me.

"I'm impressed that you figured out that I'm a girl."

"Really?" I raised an eyebrow at her. Why would she impressed?

"Yes. Almost everyone at this school thinks I'm a boy."

"You've got to be kidding me?" Was everyone at this school really that rich that they're stupid?

"Nope. Only the rest of the Host Club knows I'm a girl." Haruhi said shrugging her shoulders.

"Host Club?" I swear my eyebrows probably were up to my hair line. "There's a Host Club here. Oh my god." I started laughing and holding my stomach. Then I just laughed even harder when Haruhi gave me a weird look. At my last school there was a Host Club there, and let me just say, that they were the man whores of the school. I let out a final giggle while I stood back up straight. "Ok. I have to meet them." I told Haruhi, as I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Well I am one of the members. I'm, apparently, the 'natural type'." At that I giggled again.

"Really? There are types too." This was just getting better and better.

"I know." Haruhi sighed dramatically. "And I swear, it's like I'm surrounded by toddlers." Haruhi looked tired and stress when she said that. Then she smiled. "But really, most of them are just bakas." At that, both Haruhi and me were laughing our heads off. Then the bell rang. "Well, everyone else will be here any minute now." Haruhi looked at her watch.

"Ok, well I have to get my stuff from my classroom. So how bout I go grab that and I'll come right back?" I said, heading for the door slowly though so I hear Haruhi's reply.

"Sounds good to me."

"Ok then. Be right back." I smiled and waved to her, then left to get my stuff.

I was back, standing in front of the doors of the abandoned music room with my backpack in hand. I was going to go in, but I was starting to get a bad feeling for some reason. I pushed that feeling aside, and opened the door…..

Only to get attacked by rose pedals and a blindingly bright light!

"What the f-." I felt myself being swept off my feet and a hand on my cheek.

"Hello princess." I was try to blink the blindness from my eyes. It worked after a few seconds, and I found myself face to face with a blue-eyed, blonde dude. "My, my. You are very beautiful, my dear princess." The blonde dude said letting me stand by self. He took a step away from me, only to bow and pull a rose out of thin air, handing it to me.

"Um… thank you." I took the rose and looked around the room. I spotted Haruhi, but she was standing next to 5 other guys.

"Well, my princess. I am Tamaki Suoh; The King of this host club." He said, then spread his arms out dramatically with a stupid grin on his face. He started talking about the club and what it was that the club did. I only caught bits and pieces of what he was really saying. From what I got in those bits and pieces, I got my first and second impression of Tamaki. First was this - 'He's an idiot.' Second was this - 'He's a ladies man.' I let out a sigh and looked out by the window.

I felt someone pull at my sleeve. I looked down to see one of the other boys that were standing by Haruhi. He looked like an elementary kid, but he was wearing the school's boy uniform. He had honey-blonde hair, and big light brown eyes. He was smiling at me with a pink bunny rabbit tucked under his left arm.

"Hi there. My name is Mitsukuni, but you can call me Honey." Honey said smiling. He pointed up to the tallest of the other boys. He had black hair and he looked strong. "This is Takashi, but you can call him Mori." I smiled at Honey and Mori. Honey smiled back and Mori nodded his head. Then I was spun around and ended up being swept off my feet again by Tamaki,

"So who would you prefer. The Boy-Lolita type," Tamaki said pointing at Honey. Then he pointed at Mori. "or the Wild type." Then he pointed at the other black haired boy with glasses. He was sitting at a table, typing away on his computer. "Or the Cool type." The boy looked up from the computer and gave me a smile. It looked forced and fake.

"Hello Miss. Holo. I am Kyouya Ootori, the 'VP' of this club." Kyouya said, then he went back to his computer.

"Or maybe the Mischievous Type." I felt something on both of my shoulder.

"Hikaru Hatachiin." Said the person on my left shoulder. I look to my left to see an orange-haired boy with yellow cat-like eyes.

"Kaoru Hatachiin." Said the person on my right. I turned to look at him, only to find the mirror image of Hikaru. Twins. They looked familiar for some reason, but I could put my finger on it.

"Or the Natural type." Tamaki said pointing at Haruhi. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then Tamaki had grabbed my chin, making me look at him. "or maybe me. The Princely type."

"Merci, mais non." I said, jerking my head from his hands and out from under the twins arms. 'Man, Haruhi was serious.' I shook my head and turned towards the door. But I was grabbed by my hand and spun around again.

"And what is your name, princess?" I frowned at Tamaki and stepped out of his grasp.

"I have two things to say to you Tamaki. One-" I held up one finger."- I am, in no way a princess. Two-" I held up another finger."- My name is Madeleine Holo." I said smiling at everyone. A second later the twins were leaning on my shoulders again.

"No wonder we thought you were familiar." The twins said at the same time, giving me a smile. "You're that really young Victoria Secret's model." I frowned.

"Is that the only thing I'm known for?" I muttered to myself.

"No, that's not the only thing, silly?" They said, both poking my cheeks. "Don't you remember? You also modeled with us one time." They teased. Now I remember.

"Oh yeah." I smiled. "I remember. You guys pulled a prank on the photographer. That was hilarious."

"Of course it was." Said Kaoru, smiling at me.

"We take our job very seriously." Hikaru finished, smiling also, but looking proud of him and his brother. I smiled at both of them, remembering what happened. That sharpie wasn't going to come off for days.

"So, Miss Holo, I've been informed that you know about Haruhi's little secret." Kyouya said pushing his glasses up with two fingers, causing a glare to cover his eyes.

"Yeah. I know Haruhi is a girl. What about it?"

"Well, we'll have to do something about that." Kyouya smiled at me, and I felt a shiver go up my spin. He had some kind of bad aura around him.

"It's not like I'm going to go around and tell other people's secrets that aren't mine to tell." I shook my head, not believing what I was hearing.

"Well, we can't really trust you, so we need to keep an eye on you." Kyouya looked over to Tamaki, who was sitting down deep in thought. "What do you think about this Tamaki?" Tamaki didn't say anything for a while, other than just staring at me for some freakish reason. Then he stood up.

"From now on-" Tamaki pointed a finger at me. "- you will be a member of the host club." I steared at him for a moment then started giggling.

"So. I'm like a hostess now?"

I hope you guys like my first chapter. This is my first time writing a fanfic about The Ouran Highschool Host Club. Tell me what you think or what I should improve on. Thankz ^^

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