Crimzon: I really have to stop getting ideas for fanfictions. I blame my friend. Haha, anyways, I hope you all like this. I prolly wont update this very often . . . fair warning. I'm trying to finish my other fanfics, so yeah. I OWN NOTHING! ONLY OC'S!

It's sixth period and I was impatiently waiting for the clock to strike 2:50 so I could go home. The teacher was talking about some kind of group project. Fun . . . note the sarcasm. Seconds before she could assign the groups, the bell rang and I hauled ass out of there. Just when I reach the front gates, I hear some lady's voice over the loud speaker.

"Would Yvette Martinez, Anya Ball-Blodgett, and Danielle Garrett, please report to the main office."

"What the hell did I do now?" I mumbled once I heard my name. Then I heard the other two and all I could think was, 'what the fuck did they do?'

I let out another sigh and made a U-turn towards the main office. On my way there, I ran into my two best friends, Anya and Danny.

"What did you do now, Yvee?" asked Danny.

"How the hell should I know? Besides, you guys got called up too," I spat.

"Aww, is Yvers in a bad mood?" Anya mocked. I shot her a glare.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?"

"Hmm . . . A LOT!"

I face palmed and let out another sigh.

"Come on, let's go see what's going on."

~Inside the office~

"Are you the three that were called?" asked the old lady at the front desk. We nodded as she smiled and pointed at the Principle's office. Ah shit. We gave each other a questioning look and walked in.

"You wanted to see us, sir?" asked Danny. The Principle turned in his chair and smiled.

"Good afternoon ladies. Please, sit," he motioned to the three chairs in the room and we sat. "You three must be wondering why you're here. I can assure you, it's nothing bad." As if on cue, the three of us let out a sigh of relief. He chuckled at our reaction and continued.

"As you may know, during the summer, three specially selected schools were chosen by the most exclusive school in the world. Our school was one of them. Each school selected were to hold a contest in order to select the lucky students that would attend their school for the remainder of the school year. We held a writing contest and the three of you were picked out of the many that entered. Congradulations!" He paused a moment and gave us a smile.

The three of us were speechless, but mostly me considering I don't remember entering such a contest.

"Yvette, you won first place in the fiction portion. Anya and Dannielle tied for first in the poetry part. You three will be attending Ouran Acadamy in Japan. All expenses are paid for by the school itself and an allowance will be given to each of you at the end of each week for food and such."

All expenses pain? Just how loaded is this school? And how the hell was one of my stories entered in the contest without me knowing?

"Any further information has been sent home. You should be receiving that today. Let's see, today is Tuesday, so the three of you set off for Japan on Friday. Of course, we'll need a form signed by your parents and turned in by tomorrow, Thursday the latest."

~Afterward~

"I can't believe you two."

"What?" they both said.

"You guys entered one of my stories in the contest didn't you?" I accused. They both gave me a look of guilt and fear. I turned around and sighed. "Well, what's done is done. We won so lets have fun with this. What's more, all expenses are paid, but promise me that next time you guys decide to pull a stunt like that again, at least have my permission first?"

"We promise!" they cheered as they looped their arms through mine and pratically dragged me across campus to the front gates.

On the way there, they continued to talk about how awsome this new school was going to be. I was actually getting excited about this and I don't usually get excited about much. Nothing could bring down my day right now. Of course, I spoke too soon. I felt my phone vibrate and when I checked out the caller I.D. I stopped and stared, motionless.

"Yvee?" I heard Danny's voice, but I couldn't respond. Anya walked over and looked at the still ringing phone. She then grabbed it and did something unexpected, she answered it.

"Stop calling!" she yelled then handed it to Danny, "Yeah!" then she shut the phone and tossed it back to me.

"Um, thanks guys."

"You're welcome. No way are we letting that person ruin this awsome day!" commented Anya.

"Yeah, you're right."

"Bet your ass I am!"

"But I hope you know that what you just did is going to piss off that person even more." I added.

"Well, whatever. Let's just get home and tell the news to our parents." Said Danny. We were already in the student parking lot and hopping into Anya's car.

"Right . . . you guys are the best." Was all I could say as I jumped in the back seat and buckled my seat belt. The two blonds looked over from the front and smiled.

"Of course we are!" the said in unison. I swear, these two were probably twins in a past life

I turned to look out the window as we exited the parking lot. That person . . . I'd rather not talk about that right now, it'll ruin my day.

~Friday~

"I cant believe we're going to Japan!" cheered Danny. My dad had taken us to the airport and (since he's a cop) was able to walk us all the way to our gate. Once there, we said our goodbyes and he left. Our parents were totally OK with us going to school all the way in Japan. They were even going to send us some money every other week to help us out. Yeah, we were basically all set in the financial department.

As we sat there, waiting for our flight, Danny and Anya continued to chat away as I listened to my iPod, trying to tune them out.

I've known these two for quite a few years now and they've become like sisters to me. Anya has blond hair and green eyes. She's actually very OCD with stuff . . . like how she eats skittles and M&Ms . . . yep, she eats them by color. Also, don't get me started on the caffine. Hell, it's basically her drug. One time, she went a couple of days without any coffee or soda and . . . well, let's just say, she seemed to be going through withdrawl.

She's good with advise and, like we keep telling her, should be our pshychologist. She'd make a fortune off of me alone, imagine what she'd make off of the whole group (which consists of 7 teens, me included). She has a short attention span and is easily distracted. She cuses a lot and tends to hit on anything with a pulse without really meaning to. Me and the rest of the group have a bet for when she manages to accidentally rape some poor soul. She also has an obssession with Twilight and My Chemical Romance and loves to wear bright colors.

Dawned on her today was a highlighter pink shirt with a white tank top underneath and a pair of blue and ripped skinny jeans and white flats.

Danny is a lot like Anya in many ways. Main reason I call them the Blond Twins. She is loud and gets hyper off of one little sip of Monster . . . main reason I don't allow her to have any of that around me. She isnt as OCD but is easily distracted. Actually she has a shorter attention span than Anya. Usually when she loses her voice, we thank God and enjoy what time we have before she gets it back.

She has dirtly blond hair and dark blue eyes. Dawned on her today was a blue T-shirt with the Cookie Monster on it. Along with that, she had a pair of black shorts and and the same kind of flats as Anya.

Whenever I hang out with them, I tend to stand out slightly more considering I have dark brown hair, hazel eyes and pale white skin. Funny thing about that is that I'm hispanic and my family and friends are always teasing me about how light my skin is. They always tell me, "Go get a tan!" Yeah, I don't tan, I burn. Im incapable of tanning.

My personality is on where close to theirs. I'm easily annoyed, short tempered, sadistic, and (if pushed far enough) just a tad bit homocidal. Let's just say that Anya and Danny don't trust me near sharp objects . . . they hardly trust me near a spoon. Anyway, they know to avoid me like the plague when I'm in a pissy mood.

Unlike them, caffine has absolutly no affect on me. I'm not loud or talkative . . . or friendly for that matter. Yeah, we are basically polar opposites. I'm also more mature then them (most of the time) and its one of the main reasons their parents were OK with them going to Japan, so long as I make sure they don't get into trouble. I'm basically their parent.

Today, I had on a pair of blue skinny jeans, black tank top with a red flannel and black vans. I always had on my fake gages with tiny scorpions on them and my favorite dragon necklace. The dragon's tail wraps around a small red stone.

Anya has a pair of real gages with glow in the dark octopai.

I was already falling asleep when Anya tapped my shoulder. I took out one of the ear buds and I heard someone anouncing our flight.

"Well, goodbye California. Hello Japan."

~Japan~

We arrived a couple of hours ago and we had been at our temporary home. It was a nice two bedroom apartment. One bedroom was way bigger than the other so Anya and Danny decided to share the bigger one. They had more shit with them than me anyways. They are going to need all the space they've got.

The gut that picked us up from the airport aparently worked for the school. After dropping off our stuff at home, we left to check out Ouran Academy. He told us that we needed to check in with the Headmaster, Mr. Suoh.

Once he dropped us off at the front gates, he drove off. Damn this place is huge!

"Damn, this is one hell of a prize!" commented Danny.

"Push, ya think?" I added sarcastically. I've always wanted to go to a school like this. I then noticed students hanging around in the court yard. WTF? It's Saterday!

"Um, isn't it Saterday?" wondered Anya.

"Right, I forgot. They only have Sunday's off. They don't have the same days off like we did back in the U.S." I said.

"Ugh! Mother Fucker!" cussed Anya.

"WHYYYYYYY?" whined Danny.

"Geez, just suck it up and deal," I added, already feeling the start of another migrane. I noticed they were going to complain some more. "I'm exhausted and jetlagged. All I want to do is meet Mr. Suoh, go home, shower then pass the fuck out. Don't Test My Patience Right Now!" I said sternly.

Anya and Danny shooked slightly and nodded. I let out another sigh and made my way into Ouran Academy.

~Later~

(A/N: Sorry, I couldn't get into his character so I skipped the whole meeting thing. I found it better to do that than to fuck up his personality. Sorry people. Don't worry, he'll be in the fanfic later.)

After meeting with the Headmaster, one of the staff members gave us a tour of the school. Dude, this place was bigger inside than it was outside! What interrested me were the many liabraries. I absolutly love reading and books were basically my drug. Same goes with The Blond Twins. Its actually one of the few things we actually agree on. The only problem was that each and every one of them had a bunch of students hanging around. Damn rich kids.

After a while, we decided to explore on our own. By that, I mean we went on a mission to find the bathrooms since the tour guide neglected to show us. After a while, we decided to split up into different directions.

I wasn't really paying attention when I made another left turn and ran right into someone and I fell flat on my ass.

"Oh gosh, sorry. Totally my bad," I apologized as I got up and held out my hand to the person I accidentally knocked down. That's when I took a good look at him. His books were scattered all over the floor and I bent down to pick them up. The guy has black hair and silver rimmed glasses. Before I could get to the first book, he let out a sigh and grabbed them all and got to his feet. Really, he just totally ignored my kind gesture? This is what I get for being nice. I could have cussed thi guy out but instead, I was nice. You know what? Forget being nice! As he brushed himself off, I got back to my feet.

"It's fine, just try to pay more attention next time." He said, annoyance showing in his tone.

"At least I apologized." I mumbled to myself. He then looked right at me.

"You're not from here."

"Mhmm, my friends and I are transfers from America."

"Ah yes, the contest winners. I actually read some of the entries."

"Uh, yeah. My friends actually put one of my short stories in the contest without me knowing." I added shyly.

"Hmm, so you're Yvette Martinez, correct?" he asked, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah? And you are?" I asked, crossing my arms, annoyed.

"Kyouya Ootori. I read your entry. Quite the imagination you have. I must say, it was impressive." I felt my face redden at his comment.

"Um, thanks. I didn't think so though. I wrote that when I was in a dark place and I'm not to proud of it, but hey, it got me here so whatever." He seemed confused by what I said and I could tell that he wanted to ask why, but he probably realized it wasn't his palce to ask. That's when I realized something.

"Wait a minute. How did you, a student, manage to read the entries?" he chuckled a bit and fixed his glasses again.

"What? I cant do a thourough background check on new students coming into Ouran?" he had a fake smile plastered on his face. Turst me, I know when a smile is fake or not.

"Sorry, but I find it rather creepy and an invasion of privacy," I said, all joking aside. "I hope I'm not going out of line or anything, but it's not right for someone to go and dig around in someone's background without good reson." I stopped a moment and sighed. "You may not care, but there are some people who don't like complete strangers to know about their personal life." With that last statement said, I turned and walked off, completely forgetting why I was running around in the first place . . . oh right, the bathroom. Eh, whatever, it's not like I had to go.

As I left, I heard Kyouya mumble one last thing.

"Another interesting commoner."

Crimzon: Well, that was the first chapter, hope you all liked it and I'm apologizing in advance if anyone is out of character . . . but since Kyouya was the only one that appeared in the chapter, yeah, i think i was close. Also, this fanfic will mostly be based from the anime and not the manga. I havnt finished the manga and I hardly remember anything I read from it and I don membr where I had left off so yeah, sorry. Please review!