U-um...This book is all about you. I'll inform you about the POV's. Incase you are new to the whole x reader things, this is it: Y/N = Your Name, E/C = Eye Color, H/C = Hair Color, H/L = Hair Length, Y/L/N = Your Last Name, Y/F/N = Your Father's Name, Y/M/N = Your Mother's Name, Y/B/N = Your Brother's Name, Y/S/N = Your Sister's Name, and BFF/N = Best Friend's Name, ext.
So... Um.. I hope that you have as much fun reading as I had writing. Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC, You, or any stuff I put in here. I only own the plot. And a few OC's, if there are any. Two things; One: If I have anything wrong, please tell me, and I would gladly fix it. And Two: If there are any names that are the same as yours, then just easily change it to Diane. O/O
Your POV
I sigh, looking out the window, the cars passing by as I head to school. My (h/c) hair curled, from my maid, Fiona, who was paranoid of me looking weird for the first day of school. Anyways, onto introductions. I am (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the daughter of (F/N) (Y/L/N) and (Y/M/N) Higoshi.
My father, the founder of the best gun company, Bullet Inc., and my mother, (Y/M/N), the best soldier there ever was, are so... perfect in any way. They expect so much of me, and I do hope that I amaze them. But with rivals at my side, I don't think I can.
My sister, (Y/S/N), is really great, but slacks off sometimes. So is my brother, (Y/B/N). I wonder why I have to work my hardest to amaze my parents, but being the third born, I guess I'd have to work real hard at astonishing my folks.
Luckily, I have a loving family anyways, only being strict about work. But whatever. I just want only to please the two.
"Madam (Y/L/N), we have arrived." my butler, Zach, murmured, taking me from my slight trance. "Thank you, Zach. I'll see to it that you do get paid, as seeing you have been great company." I say, bowing, and took the yellow dress in my hands, careful not to make it dirty, as seeing dirty ladies are not great for helping reputations.
Zach nodded, and closed the door, while I head inside of the.. um, pink building. I walk into the office, and waited for the blonde boy to get done with chatting to the secretary. "Thank you." he says, and strolled out gracefully. I walk to the desk, seeing it did not have any people besides it, and take a deep breath.
"Hello. How could I help you?" the woman spoke, her grey eyes showing helpness in them. "Hello. I am (Y/N) (Y/L/N), and I am in need of my schedule. If you are so kind to help me, I do hope that I can get them." I say monotonous and robotic, void of emotion. She nodded, and took a folder, and gave me my schedule. "Thank you for your gratitude, Miss DeBule." I say, taking a glance at her tag, and bowed. I abandoned the room, and left to go see Classroom 1a.
I sat down, and waited for class to start. Unfortunately, I got here early, so I had to wait for five to ten minutes. But, on the brighter side, I am patient, and I just wrote in my white notebook, noting to get here more on time. Finally, the people of Classroom 1a came, and I didn't get so lonely. Whispers emitted into my ears. It wouldn't be a surprise if they were to be talking about me. I came here about two months after school started, so I have been a little late, so what?
The teacher came in, and seated at the desk, placing the bags on it. "I have heard that there will be a new student coming into 1a." he announced, and I stood up, "That would be me." I say, blinking off the gazes on me. "I shall introduce myself. I am (Y/N) (Y/L/N), daughter of (Y/F/N) and (Y/M/N)." I say, looking straight at the board, and sat down yet again.
"Thank you. Now class, turn to page 303 in your science books." the brown headed teacher ordered, and started reading.
After that, the math teacher came in. Then writing. Then library. Then finally lunch. I open my backpack and take out my white journal yet again, and head into the lunch room. I ordered some italian food, and sat down at an isolated spot, knowing fully that someone was bound to sit by me.
"Hello, my princess. May I sit besides you?" a blond asks, smiling perfectly. I, of course, being the lady i was, nodded, and bowed. "Hello. I am (Y/N). May I ask what your name is?" I murmur, nibbling my food quietly. "My name is Tamaki Suoh. Why was a beautiful princess like you alone?" he said, as two more sat, both being identical. Twins.
"Let's just say that I came here a little too early." I mumble, scribbling some stuff onto my notebook, analizing each face that came onto this table.
After a few more moments, the table became full of people, small and tall. "Um. Why, hello. And may I ask who are you group of people? I am certain I have never met any of you." I murmur, whilst writing some more onto my journal. As soon as one of the twins peeked inside of my journal, I snapped it closed.
"I am Haruhi Fujioka. Nice to meet you..." "(Y/N)." I say, shaking his hand.
"I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka! But you can call me Honey." a cute boy smiles, and shakes my hand, "This is Takashi Morinozuka." he says, pointing to the tallest, and we both shake hands. "Kyoya Ootori," the dude with glasses murmurs, and I nod. "Your family buys guns from us..." I murmur that one fact. Kyoya nods, and I look over to the twins.
"Those twins are Hikaru and Kauro." Tamaki points out, answering my unsaid question. "But you'll have to guess which is which." they said in sync. I nod slowly, and write down some stuff again. "I guess I'll have to get to know you two first... Hm. I guess that calls for the spoken terms as in 'date's, right?" I say, biting my lips while thinking.
I look over to the twins in approval, but they just blink. "What I meant was that we'd have to go in a date in order for me to get to know you two. Seeing I do love a challenge, I would like to go in a date, for the challenge's information, of course." I murmur, mostly to myself. I look back at them, and they nod slowly, as if lazy to.
"Now. I must be getting back to the classroom, if you all will excuse me." I murmur, grabbing my bag, and getting out. I head into my original seat, and start drawing random things. In the end, I ended up drawing the sunset. I should color it... Nah. Later. Right now, I must work on ideas for my stupid business. I wrote every idea I could think of, but I finally came to a stop, seeing that I wasn't aloe in this classroom anymore.