Chapter 1; Meet the host club

America- [my character] Emma's POV

I was just getting home from my friend Sam's house. I went up the steps to my yellow looking house and took the keys out of my pocket (my parents weren't home since they have to work). I was thinking about how in one more week it would be my freshman year in Washington High I was so excited! I opened the door and what I saw had me frozen in the door. I saw Hikaru and Karou Hitachiin! I dropped my faux leather purse to the floor in shock and they were just standing looking at me confused.

"Th-this is a prank! It has to be!' I shrieked' Your just actors, or holograms ,or something that Sam set up to scare me!" My friend Sam always pulled pranks on me. She's just that kind of person who loves to see people's reactions(one time she even hugged a complete stranger just to see how they reacted). I put my hand on Hikaru's (?) shoulder. Whoever they were, Hikaru and Karou or not…they were real. I pulled out my pepper spray.

"Who are you and what are you doing here!" I yelled. Hikaru bowed up.

"I think we can ask you the same thing!" He said. "Yeah!" Karou chimed in.

"NO, YOU CAN'T! I LIVE HERE!" The boys exchanged glances and then pointed their daggers back at me. As they took a step toward me and I pulled up my pepper spray up (I always carry it I'm REALLY paranoid) and just before I could press the trigger I heard a wail that made me drop it. 'What the heck was that?' Then I saw Tamaki chasing Kyouya out of the kitchen.

"WAH, MAMA!" He cried with actual tears coming out his eyes. He was obviously trying to cry on his shoulder but Kyouya was refusing to let him.

"Get off me, Tamaki, you pervert!" Kyouya stepped up to explain after he finally shook Tamaki off him.

"We don't know how we got here and we think that you should maybe explain or give us directions to Ouran High School. After all, you do owe us after you pointed that pepper spray at us ('actually you were pointing it at yourself' Hikaru side commented). You wouldn't me to call my police squad to get you. Would you?" Kyouya interrogated. They looked at me waiting for an answer. "Yo-your serious.' I stood in shock. 'I don't know how you got here and Ouran isn't real." They all stared at me shocked and confused. I ran into my room and started going through a disorganized pile of manga. Ah-ha. After, two minutes of digging around in that same pile (I have a lot of manga) I finally found a purple manga with a picture of a cross dressed girl on the front. I put the manga in front of their faces. "Your from this manga, your not real!"

They all started freaking out. Well, except Kyouya and even he had confused look on his face. Hunni was crying, Tamaki was chasing Haruhi (who was mostly freaking out because of that), Mori was trying to comfort Hunni, and the twins were just running around screaming. When I came out of my shocked daze I started to calm them down. Everyone finally calmed down (finally). Then, they all stopped; one-by-one they started to calm down little by little.

"OK,'I took a deep breath,' how did you get here?" I looked at Karou and Hikaru.

"Why are you looking at us we don't know!" They said in unison. There was a long awkward silence.

"So, if we don't know how we got here…how are we supposed to…"

"Shh" I put my hand over her mouth to keep Haruhi quiet. Uh-oh. That was a car pulling in… Mom's home. I rushed all of them through the living room, past the kitchen, and into my room. "What are you doing?" Karou exclaimed.

"My mom is home!" I whisper yelled. "And Shh!"

"Why is your mom being home a problem?" Tamaki asked.

"Well, your anime characters!" I went over to the door and pressed the button to lock the door. Then, I explained what I knew(the explanation didn't last long I didn't really know what to say). I told them how they were anime/manga characters and of course Tamaki brought up the romantic comedy thing and when I told them it was he was giddy as a schoolboy.

"And another thing,' The twins said' why do you have such a big nose?"

"Well, why do get that huge beat of sweat on your forehead." I said sarcastically.

"Touché"

Hey, authors note. So, this is my first story. Sorry if the grammars wrong you'll have to forgive me I'm just in middle school. I know this chapter was short but it was just an introduction chapter if you comment I'll right more next week. So please comment. Constructive criticism is nice. Thanks for reading this far. Bye!