Chapter One: A New Day? Really now.

Authors Note: Hi, this is my first fanfiction so I would really appreciate some constructive feedback! Thanks! Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club (though I wish I did!)

Oh hi there! Just come right on in little lady!

My eyes open to a small cozy room. A luxurious sofa, coffee table, and a few minimalist pictures framed on the dark red walls that surround me. A lady takes my arm and guides me to the sofa. She smiles at me, though her grip on my arm wasn't nearly as friendly.

Why don't you sit down? She inquires.

The woman pushes me down to a sitting position on the sofa. I enviously stare at a photo of a dog lying on the grass, basking in the sun as the women places herself on the chair across from me. Ahh why do dogs have it so good!

How are you today? The lady asks – breaking my reverie.

….I'm okay I mumble in reply averting her gaze. I bite my lip in annoyance.

You don't look okay, she counters, Do you wanna talk about it?

I turn my head towards and stare at her with clouded grey eyes.

The woman pauses, her dark brown eyes analyzing my every action.

It was battle between brown and grey as I begin to glare back at her.

Can I go now? I ask coolly with subtle venom in my voice. I really dislike nosy people like her.

The women sighed, her eyes softening, Your parents are worried. Ya know, it's already been two years since that day and you haven't moved on. I thought since you're moving, this would be a great opportunity to start anew? New school, new friends, maybe some new hobbies? You'll get some time to meet your big brother and hang out with your dad, isn't that exciting?

My grey eyes blink. A new life? Is that what they call it? Ha! I'm pretty sure Mother just wanted me out so the paparazzi would not flock to my existence, not that I do not agree – Father's place is much less flashy.

Maybe, I answer. Maybe if I am cooperative she'll leave me alone. I have a flight to catch to get to this "new life" you know.

The middle-aged women's mouth curved upwards and her eyes filled with relief.

I knew you would be too! Your parents and I are so proud of you! I'm sure _ would be proud too!

What? Proud? That person? Wait who?

What did you say?

I said…

"Please wait until the fasten seat belts sign is off before taking off your seat belts in case of unexpected turbulence. We will be landing shortly and we hope you have a nice day. Thank you for flying with us."

I sit up, my eyes shooting open. I am sitting in the first-class section of a place. I glance around to take in my surroundings. I look at familiar leather chairs and I see credits rolling on my wide luxurious screen. Oh yeah,I thought, I was watching a movie and I guess I dozed off. I rub my eyes.

Ding!

The seat belt sign turns off.

I hear rustling sounds and grunts throughout the cabin as flight attendants hastily take trash from busy business men trying to prepare the run to their next flight and parents hushing their excited and ready-to-go children. No one noticed my abrupt awakening luckily, since I don't really have strong presence ("Your lack of presence is just sooo strange. Everyone always notices me just fine" Mother always said – well, she was a famous celebrity of course so go figure.) I join the excitement and I take my seat belt off and grab my carry-on backpack from under my chair. I pack everything up and get in line to get off this stuffy airplane.

What did I dream about again? Oh yeah, that therapist and her new beginnings crap. Was there something else? Well, whatever.

I zip up my grey hoodie as I step off the airplane onto foreign Japanese soil.

A happy new beginning? What a laugh.

"Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore."
― L. Frank Baum

After I pick up my small suitcase and going through Customs, I immediately see my new chauffeur, who stands in the middle of the crowd me waving a sign that said, Welcome Lady Adelaide Suzuki. Yep, definitely my chauffeur. Ugh, I told Father that I could just take a taxi, but he doesn't listen. He never listens, always in his own little world…

"Suzuki-sama, are you there?"

…Oh yeah talking to real people, forgot about that.

I walk up to the young chauffeur and tapped him. The young man jolted and quickly turned his gaze to little ol' me. I gave a small laugh at his reaction. It is not the first time I have scared someone like this but it never gets old. The poor man remembers that I am in fact his boss's daughter and quickly composes and introduces himself. His name is Paris. I gave him an awkward smile and nodded. Paris sighs in relief that he has not lost his new job just yet.

Paris looks at me and says, "Well, shall we go Suzuki-sama?"

"Sure" I reply in fluent Japanese. Rosetta Stone and a talented mind really do make miracles sometimes.

"Your father wanted me to let you know that you will be expected to go to school tomorrow. He knows it's your first day and that you are tired from your long flight but the school year has already started and we can't afford you getting too behind – especially since you are in the A class my lady…My lady? Suzuki-sama please do not fall asleep, this is vital information."

"….mmmmhmmm…." I reply, trying not to fall back into sleep. It's strange how much airplanes take out of you. Or is it the jetlag? "I'm listening" I tell Paris, "I have school tomorrow and there is no getting out, is that it?"

Paris sighs, "Yes my lady, and please remember to act politely as you are representing the Suzuki business and Ouran High School is a school where the children of the high class attend. Your classmates may end up being your future business partners, or competitors so please feel the importance of good impressions….Ah, here we are. Welcome to your new home. "

I lift my head and look outside to see rolling green hills and blooming flowers surrounding a giant gleaming mansion. A large flowing fountain of Greek Gods interacting stands before the mansion. The limo circles to the entrance and I see marble stairs leading up to the mansion's grand entrance. Butlers maids, gardeners, and other workers come and bow to me and creates a path to the entrance.

"Welcome Suzuki-sama"

I look at the sea of uniforms. Funny how all the people I don't know come and welcome me. I do not see my Brother and Father anywhere.

My door opens and Paris lets down his hand and says, "Ready Suzuki-sama?"

"As I'll ever be. Please just call me Addie or Adele, it's much less stifling."

Paris paused and his dark eyes blinked. He smiles, "Very well Addie, your welcoming lunch awaits. Steak frites I believe? I'm sorry to say that the rest of your family is too busy to attend but I am sure you want some time to yourself."

I let out the biggest smile I've had in a while, "Sounds great."

Luxury food, a mansion, my own army of servants, and no family? Maybe that therapy lady was right. This might not be a bad "new life" after all!

Authors Note: This was meant to be an introductory chapter for my OC to get into the swing of things, don't worry the host club will definitely make an appearance in the next chapter!