Giving you her appearance because my writing skills are rusty ;3 also, when I write speech in bold that's when the twins are speaking at the same time or when I'm speaking as the author (hullo ^_^). And when I write in italics that's when the person speaking is emphasising a word, when there is a note, letter, newspaper article, song lyric, etc. or when the narrator is thinking.

Appearance: Quite short, pale complextion and large eyes. Long blonde hair going just past her bum that is curled at the ends. Side parting on the left with a strand framing her face on the right.

My step father hit me again and again. Threw a lamp, and got mad when it smashed. Then he stabbed me repeatedly with each individual shard. He blamed me. He blamed me for my mother's illness, my sisters death. He thinks its my fault.

"If you had done as you were told, then I wouldn't have lost my only heir to the company!"

So that's why...He's mad because Mitskuni ran away. He doesn't care that mum and Michelle are dead, he's just mad because he's stuck with me as the heir.

He had such high hopes for Mitskuni, but now all his plans are going to be wasted on me.

I looked up again, my small frail body shivering with pain and fear, my small hands tightly grasping my stained dress as I lay in the middle of his study's floor in a pool of my own blood.

I woke up screaming, drenched in sweat as I glanced around the room in worry to realize it was only a dream. I sighed in relief and got up out of bed, then i moved over to my dressing table and brushed my long blonde hair into a ponytail, pulling out the strand and wiping the sleep from my abnormally bright blue eyes before walking over to my wardrobe with a yawn. Drowsily opening the door, i eyed up my new uniform while removing it from the hook on the back of the door.

"Haven't had that dream in awhile..."

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

Marceline POV

I was finally dressed in the uniform; A light blue blazor, white button down shirt and a black tie with a purple stripe down the middle. Then a black pleated miniskirt with white thigh-high socks and black Mary Jane's. My uniform is different from the original ouran girls uniform, because they have to wear this ugly-ass yellow dress with puffy shoulders and a wide skirt.

Yuck.

The reason my uniform is so similar to the boys uniform is because my step-Dad originally planned to enrol my older brother at the school instead, but when Mitskuni ran away and left 2 years ago, he refused to change the enrollment from male to female because not only would changing it cost money, but the female uniform is more expensive than the male one. Even though he's owner of one of the most successful businesses he doesn't want to spend money on me. I even have to have a part time job in case he decides not to feed me...again.

You wouldn't guess that I spent my childhood in a fancy house, probably because I didn't, he kept me in a small bedroom by the main entrance so that I wouldn't 's start any trouble for the guests'. I'm not saying I've never caused trouble, but the most 'trouble' I've ever caused a guest is sneezing during someone's speech at a dinner party.

Even though he's wealthier than the average worker, he refuses to spend money on me. I even have a part time job in case he decides not to feed me...again. (Afternoon sneezing in that speech, I was sent to my room for two weeks without food, since the apparently limit of time a person can't go without food is three weeks. No where I have a secret stash of fruit and dry foods underneath my bed).

Lucky for me, I really enjoy my job, though what 15 year old girl wouldn't enjoy being a model.

The only reason he let me be a model is so that he didn't have to spend money on me, and the reason I'm using the enrollment is so that I don't have to live with him anymore, I'll be living with my new boss, Yuzuha Hitachiin. She has two sons that go to the same school as me, and I'm meeting them after school so their chauffeur can drive me back to the house while my belongings are sent ahead, though I don't have a lot of stuff. Literally just my favourite shirt, a spare uniform, hairbrush, toothbrush, and a few photos. My favourite has to be one of me and my family. And that's my real family, not just me and my step dad; but me, my dad, mum, Mitskuni and Michelle. We were stood in the traditional family pose, the parents behind, kids in front, Michelle and I doing identical poses on either side of Mitskuni to balance it out. Michelle and I were wearing identical dresses, too; because that's what twins do, after all.

Then I had another photo of Haruhi, Michelle and I in our school uniforms at her house. Her dad, also my godfather (Ranka-san) had taken it for us. Haruhi was Michelle and I's best friend from when I went to a public middle school. We met on around the 8th day of the first year, and have been besties ever since; in fact, I heard she got a scholarship to Ouran too, so I'm obviously hoping to run into her. We've been keeping in touch by text, and I sleep over at her house almost every Friday after school. I talked to her last night about me going to another school, but I lied and said I couldn't remember the name so that I could surprise her. She didn't tell me much about school, and I didn't tell her much about my father's abuse (even though she already knew about it); we just chatted about random things, and simply enjoyed each others company, appreciating the break from our different realities, no matter how short that break was.

I have to admit, even if the Hitachiin family turn out to be rich snobs, I'm certain I'll still enjoy it more than living with my Step-Dad. You'd think he'd at least come out of his office for once to say bye to me before I leave for 3 years, because hell no am I coming back to visit unless its absolutely necessary.

But instead, he watches me from his window while I walk down the driveway and out the gates. I had already said my goodbyes to the maids and other staff last night.

I had expected ouran to be a large school, I mean, it was made especially for rich kids after all. But this place wasn't just huge; it was fucking MASSIVE! It had a pathway surrounded by pink roses that led to the main entrance and all the walls were painted a pastel pink colour with sakura trees in the gardens and surrounding the path; sprinkling the air with pink petals.

Tis pink.

Walking along the path, I planned out what I expected to happen when I walk in.

1. People stare at me. I'm shorter than average, they've never seen me before and my uniform is different from normal: I get it. They're just curious. Most of them probably don't mean to be rude. Probably.

2. Some people might make comments about my appearance. I'm well aware that I'm at least above average on the beauty scale, not to brag, so it's possible that I'll get comments from the perverts that every school has.

3. Get lost because I'm a klutz with no sense of direction.

4. Ask a random person for help.

5. Get to the chairman's office and get my timetable for the day.

I arrived at the large double doors, taking a deep breath and pushing them open, I kept my eyes forward as I walked, not making eye contact with anyone, knowing it would break my confidence, not that all the whispering wasn't already cracking it.

Prediction number 1, correct.

Then I passed some lockers next to a blank wall with some guys sitting around it. Here comes prediction number 2. They wolf whistled and yelled things like 'nice legs, short stuff' and 'me likey'.

Prediction number 2, correct.

We get it, I'm short. Let's move on with life.

Then this blonde dude appears out of nowhere and starts lecturing them on how to be a gentlemen. A group of girls also appeared out of nowhere and start fangirling over him. Once he's done with his lecture, he pulls out a white rose and holds it out to me.

"Tamaki Suoh, pleasure to meet you princess" he said, giving me a wink. The group of girls squealed random stuff. 'Kyaaa!' And 'Tamaki-Sama!'

"Uh...Marcelline Haninozuka, and its nice to meet you too, I guess." I took the rose, and gave him my professional smile. He seemed shocked, and mumbled my last name again, almost as if he recognised it from somewhere. Then he cleared his throat before reganing his posture.

"These gentlemen weren't bothering you, were they?" He asked. More squeals of 'Kyaaa!' And 'so kind!'

"Nope, if you can count them as gentleman, that is." I chuckled. Predictions 1 and 2 were right, and I'm not looking forward to 3, so I think I just found my 'random person'. "Think you could do me a favour before class starts, Tamaki-san?"

"Of course! It is the duty of a host to make all women happy, after all" he said, while bowing down slightly and pulling out another rose. Where does he keep getting all these roses from? Don't the thorns poke through his blazor? I also wasn't really sure what he meant by all the 'host' buisness, so I ignored everything after 'Of course!' And went along with my favour.

Prediction 4, correct.

"Could you please take me to the chairman's office?" I asked politely before throwing in another professional smile.

"Yup! Follow me princess" he said, turning and leading me down a more empty hallway. "So you're a new student?"

"yeah."

"Ah, that means you've never been to the host club before."

"Uh...the 'what' club?"

Lightning struck the blonde as he let out an offended gasp with a shocked expression. Then he regained his posture again.

"If you don't know, then you should stop by! We're in music room 3, west building" he told me, passing me a small card with a floral 'host club' logo on the front. There were 7 boys on the front. In the middle was Tamaki, next to him on the left was a black haired dude with glasses, on the other side were two ginger-haired twins, then a short(er than me) blonde kid who looks like he snuck in from the ouran middle school. Next to him was another black haired dude who was super tall with a blank expression.

But the one who caught my eye was the brunette with brown eyes who stood in front of the group. HARUHI?! She texted me about having to pretend to be a boy, but she said nothing about being in a weird club.

On the back of the card were small head and shoulders pictures of each individual host and what 'type' they were. Tamaki was the 'princely type', which explained a lot; glasses dude was the 'cool type'; short blonde cinnamon roll was the 'lolita', which also explains a lot, though I'm sure I've seen him somewhere before; his tall friend was the 'strong-silent type'; the ginger twins, who were wearing grins that reminded me of Tweedledum and Tweedledee from Alice and wonderland, were the 'little devil types' which I guess explained their mischievous smiles; then there was Haruhi. The 'natural'. 'Kay, now that's just funny.

Maybe I will stop by after all.

"Um, if I can find my way, maybe I will! I'm kinda prone to getting lost" I admitted, scratching the back of my neck with my free hand while the other put the card in my blazer pocket.

"Judging by your uniform, I'll assume that you're the new exchange student right? The commoner?"

"Uuuh, yup thats me" I stated simply, my eyebrow twitching in irritation. Commoner, huh? I picked up from whispered rumours that I was apparently enrolled as a boy because I was a commoner and my parents couldn't afford the girls uniform. Which is kinda true, I guess; I mean I guess I'm not exactly rich but I think commoner is a little rude.

He then told me we had arrived, pointing at a large set of wooden double doors. "See ya around, Tamaki senpai!" I called as he walked back down the hall, "have a nice first day!" He called back. Good luck with that... I mused, opening the door and walking into the organised room.

Prediction 5, correct.

There were two people in the room already, one was obviously the chairman, because he was sat behind the long wooden desk in a large red swivel chair. I kinda expected him to be facing the wall when I come in and then spin to face me while stroking a cat on his lap and say that he was expecting me. Then there was a brown haired boy with his back to me as he sat in front of the desk.

The chairman greeted me with a smile and motioned for me to sit down on the chair next to the brunette. "Welcome, Marcelline-chan. I would like you to meet your escort, Haruhi Fujioka. He will be in the same class as you, and only transferred here about two days ago, so he knows how you feel to some extent."

I gave a shocked gasp as the brunette turned around to reveal his face "Haruhi!" I exclaimed as she stood up to greet me. "Surprise!" My best friend replied with jazz hands as I hugged her. "I take it you two know each other? That would explain why Fujioka-kun volunteered to be your escort."

Haruhi smiled at him as she hugged me back. "Yup! We've been best friends since middle school"

The three of us conversed a little more about my schedule, and then I was given my timetable.

Haruhi and I caught up on what we missed during our time apart. She told me about her crazy two days at the school.

While searching for a quiet place to study, she had looked into what she thought was an abandoned music room, but instead discovered it was being used as the host club's clubroom. The club was apparently led by that Tamaki Suoh guy I met earlier. When Haruhi accidentally broke an expensive vase that was going for auction at the school for (get this) 8. MILLION. YEN! (Who the hell sells a VASE for 8 million yen?! You just fill it with water and put flowers in it, why would anyone buy it for so much money?! Seriously, unless yo mama's remains are in that damn vase, I'd say it drastically overpriced.) she was forced to become the host club's errand boy, or 'dog' as they called it. Due to her appearance, they mistook her as a boy and ended up giving her a male uniform, and then making her a host. She was a natural at it, but after some bitch threw her bag in the pond and claimed that she tried to 'assault'' her, she ended up getting a jug of water poured on her and had to change again. This time it was a female uniform, which was how the other hosts figured out she was infact, a female. Despite this, turns out shes pretty good at hosting girls, so she is forced to become a host and have 100 guests request her, instead of paying the money. But after the jug incident, her quota is now 1000 as 'punishment'.

All that went down in the space of two days?! Nuts, right?

When Haruhi and I arrived outside of class, she told me I wouldn't have to do or say anything as the students had already been told my name and why my uniform is different, though we both knew that they weren't told the whole truth.

Haruhi said I had to sit by the window next to her friend Kaoru, who has a twin brother Hikaru.

We walked in, anf I sat down by the window, then waited for the flattering whispers about my appearance to die down before giving my professional smile to the teacher as a signal that she could keep droning on about the mindnumbingly boring wonders of geography.

That's when Kaoru passed me a note from Haruhi which ended up turning into a full fledged conversation.

(Ha=Haruhi M=Marcelline K=Kaoru Hi=Hikaru Hi&K=Hikaru & Kaoru)

Ha: u ok? U look super bored

M: duh, course I am, its geography

Ha: How can u b bored in geography?!

M: lemme repeat, GEOGRAPHY

K: yh, no offense Haruhi, but geography is pretty boring

Hi: and pointless

M: agreed

Ha: and since whe involved in this conversation?

K: since ur making me pass the note back and forth

M: fair enough

Hi: so I'm assuming ur haruhi's 'childhood friend' we've been hearing about?

M: yup. And I'm assuming u 2 twins are the 'little devil types' of the host club that I've been hearing about?

I flashed the host club card at them, the one Tamaki gave me earlier.

Ha: where'd u get that?

M: c the tall blonde dude in the middle? I met him in the hall b4 class. He took me 2 chairman

K: run. Save urself

Hi: he's a perv

Ha: true

M: noted

We carrried on passing around the stack of post-it-notes until the end of the lesson. Then we made our way to history.

While walking, we continued the conversation. I found out that Hikaru and Kaoru have different voices, which helped me out in telling them apart. I also noticed that Kaoru has slightly bigger, kinder eyes. That's when I was snapped back to reality by Haruhi clicking her fingers in my face.

"Hey? Marcie! Are you even listening to me?" She snapped, giving me her angry pout. Cute.

"Uh...yes?" I scratched the back of my neck nervously, a dead giveaway.

"Then what was she saying?" The twins interjected, doing their Tweed faces. I'm calling them Tweedledum and Tweedledee from now on. Or just Tweeds.

"She was asking if I was listening" I stated, proudly.

Haruhi sighed with her hands oh her hips before restarting the conversation. "The twins were saying that their mother just hired a new model, and that she'll be living with them. I told them that you're a model too, and that maybe you'd like to meet her?"

I blinked, and stared at her. Its kinda obvious that its me, right? I mean, what are the odds that another her model would be moving in with the twins and working for their mother on the exact same day as me.

"Uh, yeah, Haruhi? I think I might be that model, dontcha think?" Haruhi is and always has been adorable, but sometimes she's extremely dense.

She looked thoughtful for a moment before the realization dawned on her. The tweeds seemed ok with it, and stated that they were excited to hear some exciting middle school stories about Haruhi. They seem nice so far, so maybe it will be alright living with them for a bit.

We arrived at history, and I decided to actually try paying attention, but then I gave up and fell asleep.

Haruhi woke me up at the end of the lesson and then the four of us left for the cafeteria, the tweeds were debating about what to buy for lunch, but I was just happy I didn't have another nightmare.

Thanks for reading! I apologise if this is really cliche, but this is my first oc story and my first ohshc story, so please leave a review! And i'll put the second chapter up straight away. Credit to 'ImAtTheSoupStore18' and 'acrosseverystar' who gave me a ton of ideas for this! Go check out their accounts please! Their stories are way better than this one, guaranteed.