Summary:Yoko Samurakami is the daughter of the man who owns the Samurakami manga company. She is rich (DUH) so her mother and Father send her to the prestigious Ouran High School. There she learns there may be a little more to life than manga and anime.
HELLO LOVELIES- It's me TPWABW trying my luck with Ouran High School Host Club... Hopefully I don't screw this up to bad...WELL Anywhozers I'll let you get on with the story.
Yoko was nose deep in her manga, she was just getting to the good part. Her favorite charater was about to battle the final villian, so she obvioulsy wasn't looking where she was walking. Yoko collided with a brick wall.
"OW," she fell backwards clucthing her nose. Suddenly a pale white had flew into the edges of her peripheral vision.
"You okay," asked a bruntte boy, well she assumed.
"I'll be fine after a quick visit to the bathroom." Yoko relplied "Do you happen to have a first aid kit?" she asked.
"I have one right here," He took out a small white bag with a big red cross on it, then he procceded to remove a bandae.
"Thanks" Yoko placed the bandage the small cut located on her face. She picked up the manga and placed it in her bag.
"So whats you name?" She asked trying to start a conversation.
"Fujioka Haruhi." was his reply.
"Oh that's nice I'm, Samurakami Yoko." She said. Then there was an akward pause
"So, What are you staying after for?"
"I'm looking for a quite place to study" was his reponse.
"Oh, that's cool" she stated " There's an abandoned music room nearby, I could show you if you like."
"That would be great, I really appreciate that"
That's the moment it would all change, the moment Yoko Samurakami's small world would change forever.