"What is your name?"

I tilted my head to the side and looked at the man in front of me. He was dressed in a suit and tie. He had black hair which was spiky thanks to some hair product I would imagine. He was about the same age as my parents, his hair was beginning to fade in front, but not too terribly. That is not what truly amazed me, genetics are nice and all, but his talent for sounding like a broken record player was truly the most amazing thing about him.

"Are we really going to go over this again?" I asked as I glanced towards the window.

Airplanes. I was sick of them. I had never flown in an airplane until the incident. I use to get excited about the idea of traveling the world, but when you don't get to choose. It loses it hype.

"Lynn Ootori, please understand that this has to be done."

I cringed. I had no problem with the name. Nothing wrong with the name Lynn or the last name Ootori, but that was my name now. I hated it. I graced him with a glance. He was waiting for me to talk. I had this information drilled into my head for the past month, and he is still asking the same questions. And I could tell you everything about Lynn Ootori.

"My name is Lynn Ootori," I stated situating myself so I could no longer see the man in front of me.

"Age?"

"17"

"Family?"

I could feel a chill go up my spine. I took a shaky breath and tried to keep focus on the clouds that the past by.

"I'm a not supposed to talk about that."

He paused. I know he was going to ask me again. He always did.

"If your family does come up, you must explain what had happened without raising a few eyebrows. Remember the best lie is the truth."

"They died. In a fire, it was an accident. Those who looked over the rubble believe that a candle was left lit on the night of the fire. I was at a summer camp when it happened."

There were a pause and the scratching of a pen against paper. He was writing in that notebook of his. Detailed reports most likely.

"Do you think they will fall for it?" I asked.

The pen stopped for a short second. Then continued as if I had said nothing at all. He cleared his throat.

"What makes you ask?"

"17 is a little old for adoption. Isn't it? Not to mention that this family does not even know me…

"You're in witness protection, Lynn. You can't know them."

"I don't even know the language, I am going to stick out like a sore thumb," I said more to myself than to the man.

I don't know his name. To be honest, all I knew about him was that when he showed up my world had torn itself apart. I could care less about a real name.

"Ouran Academy is very open to foreign exchange students. You will fit in just fine."

"I didn't fit into high school in the states, and you think that I can fit in here?"

"Well if you are your parent's kid then…"

I can't breathe. I quickly turn to face the man and gave him thin smile. Before standing up and making my way to the bathroom.

When I caught a glance in the mirror. The nightmare was proven real and reality had begun to spin out of control.

Someone else was staring right back at me. I reached up to touch my hair and the figure in the glass did the same. I had brown hair, once upon a time. Dark chocolate brown hair, but it had been stripped from all of its colors and what had stayed was bright blond. My hair was styled nice and princess like. Golden curves and waves with a side bang. I hated it. I lifted my hair so I could look at my face. The scare I got in an accident was gone. It had run down the side of my face thanks to a nasty fall down the stairs when I was 5. They had changed everything. When I looked in that mirror, I knew that Clare was dead.

" Lynn?"

"Can't you give me five minutes alone?" I asked through the door.

"Lynn ?"

This was my life now, I guess. I let out a sigh and leaned myself against the door.

"What?"

"The plane will be landing in a few moments. We need go through a few things before we land."

"My name is Lynn Ootori, my family died in a fire. I have no living family, but the Ootori family decided to take me in on account of my mother who knew Mrs. Ootori as an exchange student. Yoshio Ootori is the Chief Executive Officer of the largest hospitals in Japan. Yuuichi is the eldest brother who will take over the family business when his father dies. Akito is a medical student, Fuyumi is married, so the only member of the family that I will see is Kyoya who is enrolled at the Academy in which I will finish my last two years of schooling."

"You must understand that you can't tell anyone your real name or how your parents died."

"I don't even know what happened to my parents."

The man behind the door went quite. For half a second I thought he might actually pity me. Maybe the words, poor kid had popped into his head, but it wasn't like he would say anything about it.

"Lynn, even if they find who did this. You can never go back. You must understand, Clare died with her family in that fire, and now you are Lynn and will always be Lynn. The reason why we can not tell you anything is because every little detail is a danger to your life."

"I don't know anything at all, my parents lived a lie."

"Remember them as the lie. Your safety depends on it. My suggestion is that you live your life to the best of your ability. Don't ever look back."

There was a pause. I sat there in complete silence. This was happening and I could never know why.

" We are going to land in 5 minutes, Ms. Ootori, I need you to head to your seat."