A/N- This is my first story, please go easy on me. :) I got inspired by all the other stories like this. I'm not stero-typing I don't think all people from America talk like that and same with Ghetto people. I don't mean to offend anybody!


The Start of a New Day

So, we were in a in backseat of a newly purchased black S.U.V. My sister, Bailee, had her face in a book since we got off the plane. I don't understand how she doesn't get car sick, but that's her problem. She isn't very social, being as I'm always the one who makes the friends. As you should know we are identical twins, but we don't look anything alike. It surprises our father that people claim were identical when we seem fraternal. We both have the same face except mine is slightly skinner than my sisters, we both also have icy blue eyes. Her hair is brown, short and naturally curly, while mine is brown, waist-length and curly but I straighten mine. Bailee decided to cut hers so we would have individuality. We hit a big bump in the road causing my headphones to pop out of my ears and curse under my breath. My sister glanced at me, giving me a dirty look and turned back to her book. I lifted myself up and look out the window, I then realize we are almost there. I started bouncing on my seat a little because I'm excited. Bailee looked at me annoyed and said.

"BROOKELLE, SIT YO' A$$ DOWN!"

"Stop sounding so ghetto, were not in America anymore and DON'T CALL ME BY MY FULL NAME!" I screamed at her. Even though she is shy, she opens up when she needs to. The car then came to a sudden stop causing Bailee and I to fly out of our seats. During this incident Bailee's book thought it would be funny to smack me in the back of the head.

"Damnit!" I jumped up and ran out of the car, not saying goodbye to the chauffeur.


~Bailee's P.O.V~

Brooke ran out of the car as soon as we arrived. Being the polite person I am, I said goodbye and thank you to the kind man that drove us here. I stepped out of the S.U.V and looked for Brooke. Brooke is very bubbly and outgoing, she always proves a point and doesn't care who you are. I look around and see her talking to a exceptionally tall girl with shoulder-length dirty blonde hair. I ran to them and stopped realizing who the tall girl was.

"LACI!" I screamed and hugged her. (Which is not normal for me).

"Hey Bailee, aren't you excited to be going to school with me? Oh! Your uniforms are inside." She replied. Brooke opened the gate to the house we apparently will be staying at for our future days in high school, and ran down the stone path, into the house. I honestly don't get how she can be so athletic when she eats everything in sight. I get even tired going up stairs! I quickly walk into the house and see Brooke just standing there holding the ginormous yellow marsh mellow. If I didn't already tell you Brooke despite her being loud and obnoxious is very fashionable and usually picks out my outfits.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!" She screams probably loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

"The uniform silly!" Laci says behind me scaring me a bit.

"I'm calling the school! I AM NOT WEARING THIS YELLOW CUPCAKE." Brooke exclaims before pulling out her cell phone and dialing Mr. Souh's number. I quickly grab the pink cell and say,

"Brooke it's rude to refuse to wear the uniform and you HAVE to so get over it.

"Please Baile—e! I just want to ask if I can AT LEAST tailor it to look so much better!" Brooke replies giving me puppy dog eyes that I can never resist.

"Fine" I mumble under my breath, then hand her, her phone back. She quickly redials the number and Mr. Souh immediately picks up.

"Mr Souh! I would like to ask a request regarding to the uniform, and I'm one of the new transfer students, Brookelle Rhoades!" She tells him the rest of her request, whines a bit about unfair it is to make us girls wear something so ugly and then hangs up the phone smirking a victory smirk.

"He says I can tailor it, BUT I still have to wear it and it can't be too provocative. After that was said she went to the dining room table and started her work. I don't mind the dress, so I'm not going to change mine.

After about 2 hours of boredom waiting for Brooke to finish her design, she finally got done. She pulls the dress off the table and stands in the middle of the living room holding up the dress. The dress was still yellow but she cut it so it was above the knee with white ruffles poking out, she also removed the puffy sleeves making it thick strapped with more white ruffles coming out. Everything else stayed the same. It was honestly cute, but not my style.

"Thats Amazing Brookie!" Laci says wide-eyed at the dress. I wasn't shocked at all, knowing what Brooke's capable of.

"Thank you! I'm excited to wear it to school tomorrow!" She replies cheerfully. "But I'm rea—l-ly hungry!"

"I'll go make some dinner, you girlys go get set up in your room!" Laci says before shooing us away. We walk up the stairs and see a white door at the end of the hallway labeled

Brookie and Bai's Room! :).

"Oh god" I mumble. We walk to the door and open it. The room was HUGE. There was one closet and a white dresser, two twin beds, one with zebra and pink bedding the other with cheetah and blue bedding, in the corner was a desk with a computer on it, and one big orange fuzzy carpet. I awed at the room at went to the blue bed because my favorite color is blue. I set my suitcases down and pull out my clothes to put in the dresser since it was closer to my bed. Brooke did the same but put her clothes in the closet. After we finished we changed in our pj's because we were getting tired. I had on a oversized white tee-shirt on with blue sleeves that say BAND GEEK 2010, with some blue fuzzy pajama pants. Brooke put on a tight hot pink tank top with some zebra short shorts that say SPICY on the ass. She pulled her hair in to a high ponytail and we head downstairs to eat. Luci had made riceballs, Brooke and I have never had Japanese food, so this was the first. Brooke inhaled hers, while I took a while to eat.

"THAT WAS AMAZING LUCI!" Brooke yelled after finishing off the crumbs off her plate.

"Thanks Brookie! I love cooking and since you two haven't had Japanese food yet I decided it should be your first meal here!" She replied cheerfully. I quickly said thank you and we went to bed, so we would be ready for the adventure of our first day of school at Ouran Academy.


A/N: Please read and review, I want to get better. I know it is short, but I promise the next will be longer! :)