"So, you're going to Ouran then?" Yuzu asked.
"Yeah, looks like it." I shrugged handing her a brown paper bag. "Here I got you something."
"Ahh!" Yuzu's little hands tore at the packaging, her face lit up. "It's perfect! Thank you Onee-San." My sister hugged the manga to her chest.
"I'm glad you like it." I laughed, smiling fondly as Yuzu flicked through the pages before setting the book onto her bedside table. "The next chapter comes out soon, I'll get it for you."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Are you excited to be going back to school?" Yuzu asked.
"Not really." I huffed crossing my arms over my chest. "I'm only going because I have to, besides the school year has already started so I'm going to be behind."
"You're really smart, so I'm sure you'll be fine." My sister encouraged.
"Thanks sis."
"Excuse me." A nurse poked her head into the room. "But visiting hours are over."
"Well, it looks like I've got to go." I kissed her forehead. "I'll see you later, 'kay."
"Bye Yuki!" she called.
xXx
Monday came all to soon; looking up at the tall building that partly made up the Ouran Academy campus, I painted my face into an expression of indifference before stepping through the tall gates that surrounded the school.
I made my way to the high schools office, as expected the office was just as prim and proper as the rest of the school, luxurious couches, vases filled to the brim with beautiful roses and many other ornament decorated the room, a thin middle-aged woman stood behind a white marbled counter, her designer suit was pressed to the max, not a single crease was seen on the fabric. The woman ushered me over to the counter.
"You must be Nakashima-san." She said in a surprisingly profound French accent, "Here is your timetable and don't worry about text books your teachers will supply you them." She said handing over a piece of paper, surprisingly the paper was the only thing that didn't seemed to be luxurious in this place, it was just plain white, plain and simple.
"Mr Suoh would like you to meet you class representatives they are not here yet, so feel free to take a seat while you wait." She said pointing towards the white expensive couches; I sat myself down on the couch that was facing towards the doors. While I was waiting I decided to look over my class schedule.
8:25 a.m. –8:35 Homeroom
8:40 a.m. – 9:30 a.m. – 1st period World History
9:40 a.m. – 10:30 a.m. – 2nd period French
10:40 a.m. – 11:30 a.m. – 3rd period culinary Arts
11:45 a.m. – 12:35 p.m. – 4th period Biology
12:35 p.m. – 1:10 p.m. – Lunch
1:10 p.m. – 2:00 p.m. – 5th period Classical Literature
2:10 p.m. – 3:00 p.m. – 6th period English
3:10 p.m. – 4:00 p.m. – 7th period Mathematics
4:00 p.m. – 4:10 p.m. – Homeroom
4:15 p.m. – 6:00p.m. – Club activities
Ugh. I'd forgotten how long the school days were, and to think that I would have to put up with it for six out of seven days a week. Okay fine if I'm going to be stuck here then I'm going to damn well try my best to pass my first year of high school.
The door opened and pulled me out of my crabby thoughts, in walked Mr Suoh and beside him was a boy and a girl wearing the school uniform. They must be the class reps. the boy has black hair and was sporting a pair of slim; rimless glasses that in this current lighting hid the colour of his eyes, the girl had long straight hair and she was also wearing glasses.
" Class representatives allow me to introduce you to our new student, Yuki Nakashima, Yuki this young man is you're class representative Kyoya Ootori and this is vice-representative Ayame Jounouchi." The chairman introduced us.
"It's a pleasure to meet you both." I said flashing Kyoya and Ayame an artificial smile, no point trying to piss of the kid who's dad no doubt had a lot of money and influence, unless I want to make my life more difficult.
"The pleasures all mine." Kyoya smiled just as fake as mine in return, " If you'd like I could give you a tour of the school, I'd hate for you to get lost on your first day here."
"Thank you Ootori-san, that's very kind of you." I thanked him, I looked at Ayame and bowed slightly, "it was a pleasure to meet you, and hopefully we can talk sometime."
"I'd like that." She blushed. Huh what's with her?
Ootori ushered me out of the office, and for some reason I felt like today was going to be one of those long days.
"This here is the main foyer, and to our left is the main stair case." Kyoya stated, "we have 4 library's so a total of one on every floor, our classroom is this way." he instructed as he walked up the stairs, as we walked he gave a brief description of the schools history, the architecture is a reminiscent of mid-nineteenth century Paris, the school has students from all over the world, blah, blah, blah.
We walked into a classroom that was already half full, "and this is our homeroom class 1-A, we spend most of our classes in here, the only time we leave is when we have lunch in the dinning hall or when we need to change classes for a subject like chemistry or biology."
"thank you for your help Ootori-san." I bowed appreciating his help. Behind me I could here girls giggling, what is up with this school?
"Kyoya there you are!" A blonde boy came running in our direction pulling Ootori into a hug, he seemed a bit dopey. Okay appearance wise he looked nothing short of a prince, however so far he doesn't look like the sharpest pencil in the box.
"Oh hello," He said his violet eyes on me, even I had to admit that they were beautiful, "I'm Tamaki Suoh." Tamaki introduced himself smiling.
Did...
he...
just...
say...
TAMAKI SUOH?
Wait, what? This kid here is the chairman's kid? Or at least a relative...
Kicking myself out of my musing I smiled at Suoh, "Hello, I'm Yuki Nakashima, its a pleasure to meet you." holy shit this could be a close relative to the chairman.
"You have to join our club! You're perfect!" Tamaki insisted happily spinning around in circles, "Come to Music Room number 3 after school so you can meet the other members."
"Uhh..." I was dumbfounded, at a complete loss for words, was this guy serious? "I'll, um, stop by but I make no promises that I'll join the club." I told them rubbing the back of my head.
Kyoya pulled something out of his folder and grabbed his pen, circling something he handed it over to me, it was a map of the school, "The music rooms over here, just take the main stair case up to the top floor, go past the library and you should find it."
"Thanks."
The teacher chose that moment precisely to walk in. Everyone seated themselves at there appointed sets, I was placed in the second row, just in front of Tamaki, my teacher; a very pretty blonde handed me a book that said plainly in bold letters, 'American History: World War 2'.
Great… I could tell today really is going to be a long day.
