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It was the first day of school in Japan.

I was new to Japan, having spent my summer here studying Japanese and hardly leaving my room.

I was also going to a rich kids school. I was never going to fit in. But I left early enough to walk my nieces and nephew to their respective school before I walked to Ouran High. I felt weird, I opted out of their uniform for the fact it was not only hideous but very costly. Instead I had dark blue jeans and a light blue sweater. My hair, brown with bits of red and caramel in it fell softly around my shoulders and down my back., and made me regret not putting it in a messy bun as I usually had it.I stepped onto the large, pink looking campus and I felt every eye on me. I swallowed hard, remembering what I had said to my brother before he had left for work this morning.

"Mom and Dad left everything to us, and Chelsea left us three amazing kids. They always said this school was the best of the best and wanted us to go here. So even though I don't want to go, I will. I'll make the best out of it. For them." I gave his wary brown eyes a bright smile and a thumbs up. "At least one of us could go there for them."

As I was walking to my class I was lost in thought. Just five short months ago my mom, dad, and sister had passed away in an awful murder that I had come home to. The police say it was a serial killer who's been running amok, but they still haven't caught him. My family had left everything to us. Well, to me and Chelsea. And since Chelsea wasn't here I'd given have of it to my brother-in-law, Toretto (A/N: Fast and Furious, anyone?), and kept the other half. They had always wanted to give me and Chelsea the best education, and Ouran, being one of the best school in the world, had been their dream. But unfortunately, we never got to go because we didn't have enough money. Now that they were gone, we had all the money they had, plus their life insurance, plus the money that grandmom had given them when she died a year ago. So now we had plenty of money, but I took off some of the cost by getting a dance scholarship. Because the price of having that money was too much. So many mornings I missed my moms laugh and the sound of her voice. I even missed when she was evil before her morning coffee. I missed my dads bad dance moves and simple advice and his bad nicknames. Most of all I missed my sister, her secret 'missions' to get out of the house and shop. Her annoying way of taking a million pictures of the same thing. I missed it all, all of them, every single day.

I was so lost in thought that I actually bumped into someone on my way to class, giving an absent-minded apology I walked around him and into class just as the bell rang.

"You must be the new student. Miss Mia Caldwell?" The teacher asked. He was a man of average height but had a remarkable receding hairline for a man who looked like he just hit middle age.

"Yes sir, I am." I murmured, looking around the room for an empty seat. The girls were eyeing me like I was some sort of competition, and they boys hardly gave me a once over.

"okay, you can sit next to Mitsukuni Haninozuka. Mitsukuni, please raise your hand"

The smallest boy in the class raised his hand and gave me a bright smile. I walked over to him and sat silently next to him while returning the smile. He leaned over and whispered brightly.

"Hi! I'm Honey!" I looked at him. He looked like a child, he was so small, his eyes so filled with life and happiness, and his smile was so bright.

"Hi then Honey, I'm Mia." I couldn't not smile at him.

"Mia-chan! Do you like cake?" He asked.

"I do."

His smiled so big and bright. "Come have some with me after school then! Music Room 3."

I thought about it. Valentine had hired some people to take care of the kids and they were getting them from school. So I didn't have to be home for a while. "Sure."

Someone behind us shushed us and I spent that entire class zoning out. It was English, and they we're doing Macbeth. Which I had done last year. After that I had Physics, Creative Writing, Photography, then lunch, Interior Design,Gym History, and a two hour dance block. I Ate lunch far away from other people. So far away I wasn't even in the room. I was outside wandering the grounds. My classes we're slow and uneventful. And after the last bell I approached Music Room 3 with caution before slowly opening the door.

"Welcome." A chorus of voices said. I blinked at all the boys. One set of extremely handsome twins, Honey and Mori, Honey had introduced me to Mori right after class, a boy with calculating blue eyes, another with wonderfully beautiful violet eyes and blond hair, and another with a warm smile and wide brown eyes.

"You're the new girl!" The blonde exclaimed, walking over to me and taking my hand. "I didn't believe it when I heard rumors of you unbelievable beauty, but now I see that this is, in fact, truth that they had spoken."

I blinked up at him. My short stature be damned. And the only thought in my head was I was talked about? He had to be lying. Back in Georgia nobody had ever talked about me. I was just a shadow on the wall there.

"Uhm.." My soft, slow Georgia drawl that I tried so hard to hide slipped out, causing everyone to give me a strange look. "I'm Mia."

"Oh! You're accent is so unique and lovely, just like you!" The blond smiled at me. Is he really flirting with me? I thought to myself. Back home the only flirting I got was when Beau taught me how to suck clams out of theirs shell, and I was thirteen.

All the boys introduced themselves. The blond was Tamaki, the twins were Karou and Hikaru then Kyoya had the calculating eyes and Haruhi was the sweetest girls came soon after me, and they boys all split up into their groups. I found myself with a dilemma of not know what group to go with. The twins seemed eager for me to go with them though, so I complied.

I got really weirded out with the incest thing though, so I would up pulling out my Ipod and listening to the piano music of Explosions In The Sky, I even listened to a little Rihanna, though I really only liked only song by her. I didn't even notice when the club was over until two identical handsome faces leaned very close two my own, causing my to jump and almost collide into Tamaki, who caught with his large hand.

I pulled my headphone out and blinked at them. "Can I help you?" I asked, my drawl at its worst from the fright of them being so close.

"We asked how you liked the club." The twins said simultaneously. I blinked at them.

"The club was...nice." I smiled. "I'm not really into the twincest thing, so I listened to my music. But it was relaxing to be here." I noticed Tamaki still had me in his arms and I gently pried myself off of him. I checked my watch, and if I hurried I could make it to the school to pick up the kids. I Moved towards the door with a big smile and a wave. "I'll see you guys tomorrow then."

"Wait! It is a gentlemans job to walk a lady to her car." Tamaki cried, making me look at him questioningly.

"I don't have a car. I walked." I stated, very bluntly. Tamaki almost looked like he had been shot.

"You walked?! But what if someone had tried any funny business or to steal your bag or..." I started edging towards the door again as Tamaki walked in circles waving his hands and ranting.

"so that settles it. I'll take you to and from school then!" Tamaki nodded firmly, as if it was the only thing that made sense.

"What?" I cried, panicked. "No no no no. Thats okay. I have to go to other places on my way home and I couldn't put you out like that! And I doubt my house is even on your way! I can't have you go through all that trouble just for little ol' me." Dear God. Did I just say ol'? Seriously, this is the worst time for my southern mannerisms that I had tried to hide here.

Tamaki was shaking his head at me. "I insist on taking you, come." He took hold of my arm and whisked me out of the room, and the school, into an awaiting car. I sat in the backseat of the limousine, awkward and fidgety while he sat across from me, smiling. After I told him to take me to an elementary / daycare school. He started talking.

"So, what year are you in?" He asked politely.

"Well, I think the Japanese equivalent of it is a second year." I smiled. "Honey and Mori we're in one of my elective class, which is how we met."

Tamaki nodded quickly, appearing fascinated. "How did you come into Ouran?"

I held my breath for a moment. "Its...not a really nice story."

Tamaki leaned over and took hold of one of my hands. And I truly noticed how big his hands were, they engulfed my own, like I was some sort of child. I looked back up and met his eyes, and he had such an intense look in them that I felt heat rise in the back of my neck.

"You don't have to tell it, But if you want to talk about it, I'll be here."

And, for some strange reason, those words made me want to tell him. I wanted to tell him everything. Even the little, insignificant things about my family. Like my moms amazing laugh or how my sister had the funniest wedding I'd ever seen and how beautiful they were. But I kept my mouth closed. I wasn't ready to tell some stranger that I didn't know all about the hole that was ripped open in my heart.