Chapter 1:
Misaki sat in the noisy library of Ouran High School. While everyone else wore their lame and old fashioned uniforms she wore ripped jeans with chains that hung from the belt loops and a white tee. White everyone else wore drab blazers and fancy coats, she wore a black jacket and with skulls on it. All the girls at this fancy school had calm hair in colors of brown, black, and if they were really exciting, blond! They had long hair that reached their shoulders or lower and usually kept it down or in a pony tail. But Misaki had short, red hair that went all over the place in a cool, but not crazy fashion. She had a nice shape and a chest to go with it. Her complexion was pale and she was the owner to two, beautiful green eyes. They were bright and wide, eager to learn. Her ears were studded.
However, in her exasperation to not look like a clone and to appear tougher so she would be left alone, she had one fault. She was unfairly bestowed a face of a child. A lovely child, but a child nonetheless. She hated it. Even though she had a tough look going on, her body and face failed to help her. The boy always stared at her. She didn't like attention. She just wanted to be left alone and to not be a bother to anyone, but that wouldn't stop her from dressing the way she wanted to. Even though the boys stared at her, they didn't dare approach her. The reason of that was a simple one. She was poor. She only got into the fancy school because she was smart. She was there on a scholarship. She couldn't say she didn't like the education given to her, but she strongly disliked the people. They sneered at her and laughed at her behind her back. There was a group in particular she didn't like. They were a group of girls and boys and even though they weren't very attractive, they were one of the most popular groups. They always laughed at her and came up to her. They made a fool of her in the best ways they could. She usually just ignored them. She hated them. More than she could bear. If it wasn't for them, she may have had at least a friend or two. The noise in the library grew louder and Misaki couldn't take it.
She grabbed her bag from in-between her combat boots and got up. As she walked to the door she could feel eyes bore into her. She heard a few snide comments and snickers as she left the room. She closed the door quietly and walked down the long hallway. No one was in the hall so she was able to walk with ease. She looked around and ended up lost. She looked up at the signs. She saw one that said something about a music room. She grabbed the handle. Maybe she could get some peace and quiet here. She opened the door and walked in. It was empty. There where café tables around and roses in vases. She sat down against the wall and set her bag down. She pulled her knees up and rested her head on them. She felt horrible. She was in a horrible school and it didn't help that she was alone. Before she realized tears were escaping from her eyes. She didn't sob but the tears continued to fall. She door opened and her head shot up. Seven boys walked in. They were chatting but quickly stopped when the saw her. She put her head down and grabbed her bag. Her arm came up and she wiped her eyes.
"Sorry, didn't know this room was in use." she said solemnly. She got up and walked to the door. She kept her head down and threw her backpack over her shoulder. Then one of the boys said something to her.
"Hey, aren't you the new girl, Misaki Niaomi ?"
She nodded her head. She looked up slightly to see who had talked to her. It was one of the red headed twins. Then the other one said,
"You're in Tamaki and our class."
She realized who they were. They were Hikaru and Koaru from a family in fashion. She had never met them face to face, but had seen them in her class. A brunet boy stood in the group. She recognized him as Haruhi. She had always thought he looked like a girl, even though she was a boy. One time, she thought she even saw boobs, but she threw that thought away. There was a tall blond boy. She heard that his name was Tamaki and she found that out when he walked down the hall and all the girls were fawning over him. One of the girls said his name to one of her friends. She noticed another boy with black hair and glassed. She had seen him in the library with one of his friends. She overheard his name in the conversation. She liked his name, it was Kyoya. And of course everyone knew the young looking blond boy and his black hair companion, Honey sempai and Mori Sempai. She tried to get around them quickly but Tamaki stopped her.
"It's okay, you don't have to leave."
She shook her head and tried to get through. The boys seemed to block her way to the door. Tamaki looked at her again. "You do know where you are, right?"
She shook her head. "No."
"You're at the Ouran High School Host Club and it's our duty to make all ladies feel special and if a fair maiden is crying then it's our duty to make her feel better with our charms."
She looked at them for a moment, and then started roaring in laughter.
"Well, that's one way to make her feel better, even if you made her laugh instead of make her fall in love with you, Tamaki sempai." Haruhi said. Misaki stopped laughing and turned to Tamaki.
"I'm sorry, but the idea of a host club in a high school…let's just say it's a little hard to believe."
"Then we'll make you believe." said one of the twins.
"Sorry, but I'll pass."
The boys looked at her with a grin.
"Why don't you just stay for a while, then you won't be laughing at our club." said Kyoya. She looked up at him.
"No, thanks."
"But you must," Honey sempai said hold his bunny up to her. "I'll let you hold him."
"Sorry, but I'm not into bunnies." she said as nicely as she could. She tried to get past them again but failed.
"You know, I have to get to class." she said nervously.
"But were in the same class and it break time." one of the twins said.
"I guess I'm not gonna get to get out of this then, am I,?" she sighed as the nodded. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this but…." she jabbed her fingers into the twin's sides, paralyzed they fell to the floor; give her room to get through. She jumped at the chance and walked calmly down the hall.
"Your friends should be fine, just a pressure point trick." she said as she walked down the hall.
Tamaki smiled. Haruhi sighed.
"Let me guess, she just started a war." Haruhi said. Tamaki smiled.
"No girl is allowed to reject the Ouran High School Host Club, we will get her to come." he turned to the rest the boys. "That's our newest mission."