Singers

Disclaimer: If I owned OHSHC, Tamaki's granny wouldn't be the evil, rude, horrible,(hours of insults later)...conniving she-devil she is. I do own turtle though.

This is my first story so feel free to include constructive criticism.

Chapter One

The last note of the song lingered for a few moments until thunderous applause from the audience drowned it out.

We all exited, single file, off the stage. My name is Turtle Davidson. My brown hair has recently been cut short, I am 15 years old, 5'5'', and a talented singer (or so my mom says). I go to Cobblestone high school (yes I know it's a boring name but I really didn't have a choice in the matter) in Atlanta, Georgia. It's not really the safest place to live, put it has good moments.

The rest of the chorus class and I had just finished singing Carmina Burana (you know that scary music in war scenes in movies? that's one of the songs in the piece). It was a big occasion for us because very few high schools get to sing it. I was surprised that we got to sing it at all because of how trying it was on a young singers voice, But we managed to pull it off. I was in for an even bigger surprise when I got home that night.

"Turtle...sweety...Mark got a job offer in Japan, and he accepted it. We're moving on Saturday." My mom told me while biting her lip , anticipating my reaction. Guess what my reaction was.

"This is...SUGOI! Oh my god mom please tell me that I'm not dreaming!" I exclaimed I immediately hugged my mom as hard as I could until I remembered about how she needed something called 'air' to survive. I loved Japan almost as much as my family and friends, hell, I loved it so much that I was skipping to my room to pack for the trip.

I can't wait to tell all my friends! Wait a second...my friends! I shouted in my head. I had completely forgotten about them. How would they react to this new development?

"WHAT!?" they all shrieked in unison.

Apparently like that. I remarked dryly in my head. It was Wednesday, the day after the performance. We were in school and I had just told them about me moving. It was a shock that I didn't need a hearing aid. Haley jumped down from the rail and stood about 3 inches from my face.

"I can't believe that you're moving to japan!" She practically screamed while waving her arms for effect.

"Well believe it, because I'm moving on Saturday." I stated firmly. Sam looked at me and sighed.

"There's no way we can stop you moving is there?" She asked me wearily. I shook my head.

"Not unless you wanna shut down every airport and boat industry in all seven continents." I replied with a small smirk; she sighed again before continuing.

"Then you better send me a helluva lot of pocky sticks when you get there." She pointed to me with a serious look before laughing. We all laughed along and the tension that had built up disappeared. We acted like we normally did in the mornings and even got a few drawings done by the time the school bell rang signaling for us to go to class.

"Later guys!" I called out to them before heading to chorus. They all waved back before going to their own classes.

I hope I can make some friends there that are half as good as my friends here. I thought before the warning bell rang, causing me to run faster so I wouldn't be late.

I had no idea what I was in for, I just thought about the pocky sticks that I would buy.

But halfway around the world:

"Tamaki. There will be a new student at the school; She is the daughter of my new employee. You will show her around the school and befriend her; She is delicate and I want to make sure that nothing happens to her. Understand?" A middle aged man ordered to a tall blonde boy in his teens.

"I understand, Father." Was the only reply.

"Good. She'll be here in three days." The boys father stated before leaving the room. The boy took out his phone, while a huge smile adorned his face before dialing.

"Yes, milord?" Two perfectly synced voices answered back.

"There will be a new princess in school on Monday. I want you to be nice to her and help her in anyway you can. Tell Hunny and Mori!" The blonde told them.

"Hai, milord!" was the happy reply. He could almost hear the identical smirks they were sporting over the phone.

"And don't do anything to make the princess's stay here unpleasant!" He stated firmly.

"You hurt our feelings, lord, we would never do anything like that." They responded with mock hurt.

"Alright. ja ne." he replied before closing his phone. "Those two little devils are going to give me a headache I just know it." He opened his phone and dialed another number.

"Ah, Kyouya. We have a new princess coming to our school..."

That's it! Don't forget to review with thoughts and/or comments on the story.

The Carmina Burana piece is 1 hour and 5 minutes long, and it is in German and Latin. It's hard for high schoolers to sing that long, with those dynamics and pitches, and still keep on standing the entire time.