Note: Manami Is my OC. Akihiko is my sister's (Yodasayshi) OC.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High school Host club and sadly never will.
Manami Hatsune stared at the map in her hands. Her short black hair curled on the back of her neck. Sighing she put the map in her pocket and walked though the school to her new class. She had skipped her first semester at the school so she could get a part time job and pay for her apartment.
She walked to room 1-A. As she reached for the doorknob; she brushed her now curling bangs from her face, reveling a huge scar. A pair red heads stood next to her and noticed the scar.
"How'd you get that?" one asked
Manami jumped and quickly covered her eye mumbling "it's nothing" and walked inside.
When classes ended she walked around looking for a quiet place to play her Guitar and sing. Since she was at Ouran on a music scholarship, it was important to practice. She walked around until she reached the unused music room.
"Ah!" Manami said her face braking into a smile, "perfect. An unused music room, that's perfect."
She opened the door. Roses then flew out of the room, blinding her. A welcome greeted her.
"Hey isn't that the new boy that has that really big scar?" a familiar voice pointed out.
Manami looked up to see 7 good looking guys. She was able to point out her best friend and adopted sister, Haruhi Fujioka.
"Hey Haruhi-chan, so this is the host club huh?" she smiled.
"Haruhi?" a boy with black hair and glasses asked, "Do you know this boy?"
'Boy?' she thought, 'I know I had to cut my hair supper short because of the accident but do I really look that much like a boy?'
With that thought in mind Manami looked down at her clothes. She wore a baggie sweatshirt and a pair of her mother's old work plants. She kind of did look like a boy, not that she really cared though.
Haruhi opened her mouth to reply to the boy but Manami interrupted her.
"I'm Hatsune Manami," Manami said loudly, "I'm a first year commoner that got into Ouran on a music scholarship. Nice to meet you."
Haruhi sighed, and mumbled something inaudibly
Manami smiled but remembered why she had entered the room in the first place.
"Hey Haruhi? Do you know a quiet place so I can practice singing and playing my guitar?" she asked her sister.
A boy with blond hair came up to her and smiled like a prince.
"So" he said dramatically, "you must know Haruhi's secret."
"What?" she asked, "You mean the, her dressing like a boy to be part of this host club? Yeah, what of it? You think I can join?"
