Chapter 1: I'm going to Ouran?

"June, time to get up!"

Someone was trying to shake me wake.

"Come June, wake up!"

"Go away" I mumbled.

"June Jay Kobayashi! You need to wake up!"

"Hmm?" I said. "Why?" I sat up in my bed but I still had my eyes closed. "I'm on vacation. I don't need to do anything or go anywhere."

"June, You're not on vacation. You're going to school."

I opened my right eye. It's a little hard to see through that eye because I have some of my black bangs that falls over it. I looked and saw Nancy. She had long blonde hair, which was in a bun today, and lovely brown eyes. They tell of her happy personally and life. It's weird to have her waking me up to go to school when she's my private tutor.

"W-why?"

She smiled. "Your father signed you up for Ouran High School."

"Crap."

She got up and went to my closet and pulled out some dress. It was a white dress (the dress stopped in mid-thigh in case you were wondering) with short sleeves. It had a yellow vest with the school's initials. I thought it was pretty but clearly not the best uniform.

"Do you like it? I fixed it up. It looked terrible before." She said. She seemed so proud of her work. It's rare that fixes my clothes.

"It's nice." I said.

She tossed the uniform at me. "Get dress." She left the room.

* * *

I had barely finished getting ready when Nancy busted back into my room. She stood in the doorway, leaning on the doorway. She had a smile on her face. We kinda just stood there, just looking at each other, never breaking eye contact.

She made the first move. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. In my ear, she said, "You look so beautiful, my little sister." I'm not really her sister but I liked the comment. She stopped hugging me.

Nancy looked around my room, looking for something. She found it rather quickly. She took down my mirror that hung over my dresser. She brought it to me.

"Look." Nancy said with a big smile. "Look how cute you look, sis."

I don't know about cute or beautiful or anything. I just look like me. My black hair was straight but my bangs were a little crazy. They're always in my eyes. My right eye was green and my left was blue. I loved my eyes. I tried a smile.

Nancy put the mirror back. "Come on" She said. "Let's grab breakfast."

"Not breakfast." I said sarcastically. "Anything but that."

Nancy laughed. "Oh shush you."

* * *

Nancy's a great cook. She made pancakes and they tasted like heaven. We sat at the dinner table, across from another. Nancy was wolfing them down as if there's no tomorrow. She wanted me to go to school early. It feels like a shame I have to eat the pancakes fast.

"You have to join a club." She said through stuffed cheeks.

"At least one."

"Why?"

She swallowed. "Because!" She had a huge smile. "Clubs guarantee friends!"

I had to smile to that. "Ok, I will."

* * *

This school is ridiculous. I thought as I stood at the gates of Ouran. I turned around. Nancy was in the limo. She had a small smile on and did the hand movement for "Go head." I turned back to the school. I swallowed. My grab on bag tighten. Go. I told myself. I felt myself push the gate open and walked through.

The campus was beautiful but over the top. Rose must be the school's signature flower or something. It was the only flower in the many gardens. There were some rose in colors that were impossible like green and purple. As I walked through, I smelled lovely flowers. I had a garden in L.A. My stomach turned. I miss home.

Now, the school's ridiculously huge. Yes, I knew that. But the inside was even more so. It looked like all the famous artists of all times came and worked on the school. But why they made it pink was beyond me. The ceiling was covered in paintings of naked baby angels and chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The windows were about ten times larger than it should have been. The stairs were also way too big. Looking at the stairs scared me. There are way too many steps. I sighed. I pulled out a piece of paper. It read: Homeroom 1-A. I started going up the stairs hoping I would manage to not get lost.

I got to homeroom fine. Outside the room was the teacher. Great. I thought. He told me that he will introduce me to the class. I tried to back out but he insisted.

"Come, Miss Kobayashi." He said as he led me inside the classroom.

My heart was beating so fast and so hard that I was scared it would stop. I have a watch on my left hand that monitors my heart beat. The watch was vibrating which meant danger. I held my bag so tightly that I can possibly break the hold or break my skin. I wanted to cry. Why am I so scared of going into the classroom? I'm lucky the teacher didn't notice how I was feeling. Not too many do.

Walking into the classroom wasn't as scary as I thought it would. It's silly to be afraid of something like a room or people. I thought. I heart was still beating as fast as a running horse. I more afraid that my watch was start beeping. (The beating is ten times worse than the vibrating.)

The class room grew quiet as the teacher and I walked in. This didn't help. I realized at that moment that when Nancy 'fixed' my uniform, she completely changed it. The girl's uniform was supposed to be a yellow puff ball with a white collar and bow. My heart sank five feet under. I'm so different here.

"This is Miss June Kobayashi." The teacher said, talking to the class. "She's a transfer student from America." The teacher turned to me. "Would you like to say something to the class, Miss Kobayashi?"

No. "Sure." I said.

"Umm," Thinking about what to say was hard. What's important that the class needs to know? "Well…" I turned to the teacher for help. Why am I so nervous today?

"Does anyone have any question?" He asked.

I turned back to the class. Some of the guys were blushing. What did I do? One girl with these little cones on her head that were made of hair (who I shall call her 'cone ears girl') asked, "What was it like in America?"

"Well, I lived in Los Angeles, California so I can't speak for all of America." I started. "It's very warm there. Everyone speaks English."

"Do you know how to speak English?" asked one of the guys who was blushing before.

"Yes." I said. "I know five languages. English, Italian, French, Spanish, and of course Japanese."

Other question like, "What's your background?" and "Where did you use to go to school?" followed. I answered almost truthful. I didn't talk about being homeschooled or Nancy. I pretend, when she came up, that she was my older sister. After a while the teacher told my class to settle down. I guess he was getting tired of all these questions.

"Miss Kobayashi, you can sit behind Fujioka."

A guy with brown hair and big brown eyes raised his hand so I could find him. He sat between twins who looked exactly alike. He looks more like a she. I thought as I made my way towards that back of the class. I think everyone was watching me. It made my face burn a little.

As I sat down, most of the class turned back to the front of class. Expect for Fujioka and the twins who had to turn to see me.

"Umm, Hi." I said a little nervously. "I'm June."

The twins smiled. "We're the Hitachiin brothers."

Fujioka pointed at the twin to his/her left, "This one's Kaoru."

"How are you?" He asked.

"Good, I guess." Was my answer.

Fujioka pointed at the twin to his/her right, "And this one's Hikaru."

"Hey." He said.

"I'm Haruhi." Fujioka said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." I said with a smile. "Can you guys do me a favor? Don't use honorifics with me please. I'm not use to them."

"Sure" Said the three in unison.

The teacher walked up to us. "If you four are done talking," he said. "You can turn to class."

* * *

"Maryanne!" I screamed.

Tears ran down my face. I couldn't and wouldn't stop them. The woman in front of Maryanne's door would not let me in. The woman kept trying to clam me down. "Sorry dear" She said. "Maryanne can't see any visitors today." It was obvious that I wasn't leaving, so she called security.

"Let me see her!" I screamed. "Maryanne! Maryanne, tell them to let me see you! Maryanne! I know you can hear me!"

"Take her away." The woman told two men in uniforms.

"No! No!" I tried to struggle but one of the men picked me and put me over his shoulder.

"Maryanne! Help me! Maryanne!"

"Maryanne!"

"Maryanne!"

"Maryan-"

"June. June, are you ok?"

"Huh?" I blinked a few times. I rubbed my eyes. What the hell happed? When I opened my eyes, I realized that most of the class was gone. It was lunchtime. Hikaru and Haruhi were in their seats. Kaoru was next to me. His hand was on my shoulder. He must have been trying to shake me back to the real world. I looked at Kaoru. "What the hell happed to me?"

Haruhi answered. "We don't really know."

"We were asking if you were going down to lunch with us when-" started Hikaru.

"-You kinda zoned out." Finished Kaoru.

"Only, you were talking." Said Haruhi. She put her hand under her chin in a thinking position. "I think you were saying 'Maryanne' over and over." Haruhi looked at me. "Mean anything to you?"

Yes. "No." I lied. "Let's not worry about it."

I reached into my bag and pulled out my lunchbox. "Let's go to the lunchroom!" I smiled.

"Are you sure? We can take you to the nurse." Said Kaoru.

I kinda brushed off his hand and said, "No, I don't need to. I'd rather eat." I stood up. They were still looking at me. "Come on. You guys do know where the lunchroom is right?"

The twins smile. "Alright, let's go!" They said in unison.

The four of us walked over to the lunchroom. As we walked over there I asked, "Are you guys apart of any clubs."

"Yeah, the host club." Said Hikaru.

"Why?" Asked Kaoru.

"Because" I said. "My older sister really wants me to join a club and most of the clubs I saw on the list she gave me were boring. I don't do sports and that was like half the list." I put into consideration the host club. "Umm, the host. That sounds interesting."

"Bad idea." Haruhi said.

"What does the host club do anyways?" I said.

"Well, if you're looking to join, you're a little screwed." Said Kaoru.

"The club is features male host entertaining young girls." Said Hikaru.

In less than a blink of an eye, the twins were right next to me on both sides of me. They each had an arm over my shoulder. "But can definitely visit us, if you like." The twins said in unison. I think I saw Haruhi tear-dropped for a second.

"Let go of me please." I said.

"Why?" The twins asked, still in unison but this time with smirks.

"Because, believe it or not, I have some called 'personal space'. Ever heard of it?"

The twins took the hint and removed their arms.

"You're better off at some other club, though. The host club gets pretty crazy. Trust me." Said Haruhi.

I smiled. "I'll check it out to see how crazy it is. Plus they may not even let me join so you don't have to worry your pretty little head, Haruhi."

* * *

The lunchroom wasn't as ridiculous as the school, but it was definitely way too big. The good thing was that there was a lot of free tables I can nabbed easily. I was going to tell Haruhi and the twins that I was going to grab a table but at that moment, tons of screaming girls surrounded them. I was nearly knocked to the floor as the girls rushed toward them. I decided to just go and find a table.

It took them fifteen minutes to break free from the crazy girls. By the time they came over to my table with their lunches, I was almost finished with mine. Nancy packed her awesome homemade cold pizza. It's a little strange (even for me) that I can eat pizza hot and cold. I also had some homemade ice tea. I was in the process of eating my small chocolate cupcake when Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru sat at the table. For some reason, everyone sat across from me.

"Thanks for leaving us." Said Hikaru a little coldly. I didn't care.

"Yes and your welcome for saving you a table."

Haruhi and Kaoru laughed.

"Oh Haruhi, I've been meaning to asked you something." I said.

"Sure what is it?" Haruhi asked. (I should mention now that Kaoru was drinking his tea and Hikaru was eating right as I was going to ask my question.)

"Why is a pretty girl like yourself wearing the boy's uniform?" I asked.

Kaoru almost spit out his drink, Hikaru started coughing, and Haruhi went red. "What?" They all asked.

"Well, that answers my question." I said.

Haruhi looked at me seriously and said, "Please don't tell anyone."

I laughed. "Of course not!"

"Oh, and before you ask how I knew, I'm a level four observer." I said.

They looked confused. "What do you mean-" Hikaru started.

"Level four observer?" Kaoru finished.

I sighed. "I mean that there are many observers in the world and they fall under many different categories or levels. I didn't know all the levels but I'm a level four which means I can tell most anything thing from one's eyes." I turned to Haruhi. "Your eyes are big and obviously feminine. Though, your eyes also tell of a sad tragedy that molded you to be level-headed and independent. You also have a few observation levels too. You have four and seven. Congrats!"

"Me next! Me next!" Said the excited twins.

"Ok, Ok. I'll start with Hikaru."

"Yes!" I heard him say. I think he meant to whisper that.

"Cording to my interruptions, you're, how do I say this nicely…, very immature and loud mouthed."

Hikaru was in shock, while Kaoru was trying extremely hard to not laugh.

"Don't you laugh Kaoru, 'cuz it's your turn!" I had an evil grin on my face.

He gulped and his brother also eyed him evilly.

"Umm," My evil smile slipped away. "Well, you are certainly more mature than your brother."

"What!?!" shouted Hikaru.

I turned to Hikaru, my eyes narrow. "And nicer."

I turned back to Kaoru. "You have a an observation level of two."

Hikaru laughed, "Only two?"

"You shouldn't be talking." I said. "You don't even have level one." That shut him up. I checked my watch. (You know the one that reads my heartbeat. It also tells time.) "Crap! We're gonna be late for next class!"

* * *

After School, In Front of Music Room 3

The four of us stood outside of music room 3.

"Come on, June." Said Kaoru.

"You're not scared are you?" Asked Hikaru.

Yes. "Of course not." I said.

Haruhi whispered in my ear, "You can still go back."

"Open the door." I told the twins.

When the twins opened the door, I saw the rest of the Host Club.