Okay so I'm in this room now I guess. It's white and I don't know where I am. That lady was pretty nice she gave me hot chocolate. I like hot chocolate. But I guess I have to explain what happened to lead up to this. You see like most children I spent a shit ton of my life online. So I went on this website and I took a quiz. A quiz to see what kind of oc you'd be. Now I hit submit and I blacked out and now I'm here in a white room. There's a lady here her names Martha, she checks in on me sometimes. She says they're 'finding a story for me' whatever the hell that means. It can't be anything good.

a lady just walked in and told me it was ready. What is 'it' I'm confused and that sounds really ominous. Why the hell am i narrorating. This can't be good. suddenly I blacked out again.

I woke up in a car far more exspensive than any car I could afford. I looked down at myself. I was wearing a uniform I barely reconized but it came to me. My conclusion wasnt even possible. Why would it be possible. Why was i wearing the uniform from ouran highschool host club. But why? All too suddenly it had hit me. All of it the quiz, the white room, then finding me a story. I'm an original character. It's not possible though right. Oh my god what if im a Mary sue. I don't think I could handle that.

slowly I noticed a change. My once messy brown hair had turned soft and red, my pudgey belly had turned to thin hips and curves. I could get used to this. I felt my face no acne no nothing. There has to be a mirror around here somewhere.

meanwhile…

"WHAT!" I said sputtering out ramen as I read words I don't remember writing. This isn't even possible im seeing things. Someone fucked with my computer. That's it someone fucked with my computer. I tried to delete the words they didn't go away. Okay someone really fucked with my computer. I watched as words began to type. Ugh stupid virus I'll have to do a scan. After AVG protection couldn't find anything I settled for watching. I tried to type just some random letters and suceeded.

Meanwhile…

I found the mirror to see blue eyes in place of brown ones I went to speak to the driver and puppy my hat on dhbsgzhgc. What? That didn't make any sense I was on my way to ouran this year because my fathers company decided to expand to japan. What the hell. That's not why I'm here.

The driver turned around "we were here" he said some thing else too. "What are you?" he whispered.

"what?" I responded.

"you're not my oc what are you?" He whispered again.

"Are you the writer?" I whispered.

"Yes" he responded "I can see your thoughts too". "Please at least Pretend you're my oc" he said.

"Now way in hell" I responded slamming the door to the car.

A girl in the hall caught me by the arm and began.

"thats a little rude considering i let you have free will" she said.

i tried to run from her, but the girl kept pace with me I walked into a classroom laughing at the confused now sentient girl.

A/N I hope You liked it I'm sorry about the sorry excuse for formatting im currently using a mobile device you could review if you'd like.