August 28th...

My mother decided that it was the GREATEST IDEA EVER to thow a "Goodbye and Good Luck" party. I hate parties. She knows that. As a matter of fact, she also invited all my close relatives and everyone in my class. And even better news: The party was at 7 a.m. until midnight. On a Saturday. I sleep in until 12 p.m. on Saturdays. According to Kaa-san, I wake up like a heinous witch. Perfect. She might as well make it a Halloween party so then I could fit in and terrorize anyone that bothered me. Apparently, I have to make a speech too. I sighed. This was going to make me want fly away from California to Ouran instead of being all 'Waah, I'll miss you guys and cry my eyes out every day.'

Truth is, I probably will cry my eyes out. I was inevitably going to miss my friends and family. I was likely go on the Internet excessively just to see if any of my friends are online or call Kaa-san or To-san as soon as I got to my dorm. I might even call my brothers, Atsushi and Fumio, or my sister, Riko, even though they were annoying 85% of the time.

I was going to be across the Pacific Ocean from them in a week. I had plenty of time to pack my clothes, Haro, Pika-chan, my laptop, my mp3 player, my phone, and possibly my scientific tools, though probably not. They wouldn't make it past the luggage check because of the scalpels and other tools that would set off the metal detector. Oh well, it was going to be worth the try. I hoped that if I flashed the papers that stated that I had a Nobel Prize at them, they would let me bring my precious tools. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to achieve what I have in the field of science and help support my family with the prize money.

I sat on my bed, composing a speech on my laptop. Gah. How was I supposed to write a good speech without making myself seem like a narcissist that bragged about her achievements in science? This was torture.

Atsushi, Fumi, and Riko jumped onto my bed. "Meh. Help me write a non-narcissist speech that highlight my awards, witty-ness, and blah. If I write it myself, it might turn out too egoist."

"All biographical speeches are narcissist and egoist. Deal with it," said Atsushi.

"Hmm, you could have someone else talk first and describe your pwnage. Then you speak, you'll just agree and smile and laugh, like celebrities. Though you'll have to have Kaa-san approve of it first, which probably won't happen," said Riko.

"Write whatever you feel like. Everyone will be all 'OMG a Tensai!' and think that your words are like holy or something." replied Fumio.

"You guys are totally helpful. Why are you here in the first place? Didn't my door say, 'Do not disturb at all costs otherwise you shall receive chastisement for your transgression'? Anyhow, go away. I'm trying to do my speech, and you refuse to help. Therefore, GTFO." I said.

I hated being disturbed when I was concentrating on something. Especially since it was near 12 a.m. and that I ran 3 miles today in Physical Education. In short, I was tired, pissed off, and hungry. Not the best combination that you'd ever want to see me in. I glared at them, in hopes of getting them to go away. Atsushi flinched, Riko moved a little, and Fumio stared back. Damn. My glaring skills failed me.

"Actually, we're here to talk about you moving..." mumbled Riko, "We depend on your prize money a lot and none of us are able to even land a job. We'll be in financial trouble when you leave. Plus, it seems that you want to fly to Japan and leave us and not call us at all..." Riko bit her lip, " Kaa-san has been up late these past nights and worried that you were too eager for independence. Just go and tell her and To-san that you'll miss them and stuff..."

"Oh.." I was shocked that Kaa-san would worry that much. She had told me that she trusted me to do well enough that she wouldn't have to worry at all. I took a deep breath.

"Well, truth is, I'm stressed about moving. I don't want to be an ocean apart from everyone and be a science robot, coming up with theories and formulas and having no life. I have no clue of what Ouran is like, because Renge refuses to tell me, and if they will be willing to patent my ideas. I'll definitely miss Kaa-san's cooking, To-san's puns, and you three," I sighed, "You guys always seem to catch me in the wrong mood, ne?" I smiled and asked, "Group hug?"

"Kyaaaaaaaaa! I'll call you every day!" squealed Riko, and she tackled me. Atsushi and Fumio looked at each other and decided that it would be awkward to hug me but did so anyways. Ara, I was going to miss everyone so much...

On the day of the party...

I woke up to the sound of people running around and making a ruckus. I could hear Kaa-san yelling at my siblings in Chinese and switching to Japanese. Pity that I couldn't speak either language. Because they realized my ability in science at a young age, my parents decided that I wouldn't need to know my mother/father tongue.

I glanced at the clock, it was 5 a.m. in the morning. Sighing, I managed to drag myself out my bed, or rather, I rolled onto the floor. It was the most effective way since the shock would accelerate my heart rate, causing my blood circulation to go faster, therefore waking me up. I stumbled to the bathroom and did what normal people did when they woke up. I looked around. Oh God. Even the bathroom was decorated with streamers and sparkles. I decided to wear my glasses today since I didn't feel like putting on my contacts when my eyes were still tired. It would make my vision much worse than now; I'm practically blind without my contacts or glasses.

I changed into a white t-shirt and track pants and walked to the living room. "What the-" was all I managed to say. I was immediately glomped by Riko.

"You actually managed to wake up? Someone get a camera!" squealed Riko. I glared in response. Riko backed off. A wise choice. I yawned and walked to the kitchen, rubbing my eyes at the same time. To-san had decided to cook breakfast, which he only did on rare occasions. I gasped. He had made onigiri and Creme Brulee! My two favorite foods! Even though they weren't meant for breakfast, I stuffed my esophagus with these delights. After eating almost all of the onigiri and Creme Brulee, I downed a glass of milk. I sighed contently.

"You know, if you continue to eat in such a fashion, you might choke to death one day," To-san scolded. I shrugged. I've ate like this ever since I was three and nothing ever happened, besides me having a bigger esophagus than anyone else in my family. I got up from my chair and walked to the living room.

I twitched. The living room had been decorated in a fashion that made it look like it was a gay pride party. Streamers formed rainbows, glitter was scattered on the floor, and florescent stickers formed 'Goodbye and Good Luck, Shiroi!'. The only decent item in this rainbow-ey mess was the table; it was only covered by a white tablecloth. Otherwise the cupcakes, cake, and cookies that adorned the table looked... ridiculous. "Isn't the living room absolutely fabulous?" smirked Fumio.

"Literally. You aren't going to invite gays are you?" I twitched. I was homophobic ever since I saw two men making out in an alleyway in San Francisco when I was five years old. I shuddered at the memory.

'Nah, we don't want you passing out on the cake." replied Atsushi.

"Ne, Onee-san! Isn't the party area pretty? Kaa-san and I worked on it for two hours," said Riko with a stunningly cute smile. I sweatdropped and put on a faux smile.

"Yeah! Everything is so colorful and creative! The colors would do better if they were less bright, ne?" I replied.

"Ok! Thanks for the ideas! We probably won't ever have another party though," Riko pointed out.

"Ara, look at the time! It's 6:35; we better get ready!" gasped Kaa-san, who was in a dress. Atsushi, To-san, Fumio, Riko and I flocked to our rooms to change.

Riko and I shared a bedroom except it was divided down the center by a curtain since she didn't like watching me work. I was fine with that since I didn't like being watched. A purple velvet dress that I recognized as one of my Kaa-san's was folded neatly on my bed. I hated dresses but put it on anyways. I opened my closet and found a pair of high heels where my shoes would have been, if I hadn't packed them up. Reluctantly, I put on the high heels and grimaced. It was impossible to walk in such torturous devices, invented by perverted men.

I poked the curtain and asked, "Done changing yet?"

"Yeah." replied Riko in a tired voice.

"What time did you get up this morning?"

"Uh, three?"

"Oh dear God. Take a nap or something."

"No. I just drank an energy drink. It just hasn't taken any effect yet."

"Meh. Let's go."

We walked to the living room and sat on the couch next to Kaa-san, who was reading a book. Riko flipped through a recent tabloid. I decided to stare at the ceiling. I noticed that even the ceiling was covered in pretty pretty bright colors. Ugh. "Oh my god. Miley Cyrus is pregnant!" exclaimed Riko.

"Really?"

"No."

"Meh. Why are celebrities so interesting to you?"

"I'm trying to find a good match for you, duh."

"I refuse to marry a celeb. All they can actually do is smile at cameras and act pretty."

"Good point."

Atsushi, Fumio, and To-san finally came. They were in dress shirts and black dress pants. I checked my watch- it was 6:57. "Three more minutes 'till seven," I reminded everyone. They nodded their heads.

Someone knocked. To-san opened the door and in came my relatives. "Shiroi-chan, you've grown so much!" exclaimed my grandmother. She hugged me and soon more and more relatives did the same.

Another knock. The room was suddenly flooded with my friends and classmates. "OMG! I'm going to miss you so much!" yelled Tsuki.

"Kyaa, without the president of our anime club, we might shut down!" pondered Shiori.

"Ara, everyone will miss the spartan archery captain, ne?" joked Kelly.

"Heh yeah. I'm going to miss you guys so much!" I made a sad face, "Oh by the way, I'll spam your inboxes like a bot."

"Psh!" they all said and we laughed.

I chatted with my friends and relatives for most of the party and then the dinner that To-san ordered from his workplace, a sushi bar, came. Everyone was amazed by the presentation of fish on rice. I didn't really care and started to stuff my esophagus. Again. Funny thing was, all my friends ate like this. Thankfully, no one noticed how fast the sushi was disappearing and how we were eating. The four of us were full after ten minutes of continuous stuffing and we excused ourselves from the table. "God, my relatives eat so slow. And they didn't even notice that us four went nom nom nom and ate half the sushi." exclaimed Shiori.

"Lol yeah. Everyone was too busy socializing and they didn't even pay attention to our spectacular show of stuffing ourselves!" said Tsuki. We all grinned at our abnormal eating habits that were quite the contrary from most of the girls at school. Half of them ate half of their salad and would say that they were full. The other half didn't eat at all. We ate like pigs and still maintained a normal figure. Us four had really good digestive systems.

"When are you leaving tomorrow? I want to glomp you as much as possible before then," said Kelly.

"I'm leaving at 3 a.m. A Hellish time. Apparently they're sending a private jet so all my stuff can fit. The Ouran staff are damn rich," I replied. I was going to collapse on my bed as soon as this party was over. I glanced at my watch- it was 6:22. Everyone was finished with their sushi. They flooded back into the living room. Oh dang. Time for the speeches.

To-san and Kaa-san gave theirs. After they finished, everyone applauded really loud. Now it was my turn. I took a deep breath and spoke. I recited the lines that I wrote with the help of Google and smiled fakely. When I was finished, everyone applauded and Riko popped a balloon filled with confetti. The party was finally over. All the partygoers were gone by 7:10 and I went to the bathroom.

I stared at the counter. My contacts were gone. I swore under my breath for about a minute and searched for my contacts. I even extracted DNA from the fingerprints. Apparently, one of my cousins stole them. I wanted to strangle her. I sighed. By now she was already on the plane back to China so I had no hope of confronting her and reclaiming my contacts. I didn't know her address either. I decided, Oh well, I'll just use my glasses.... even though I look weird with them.

After my refreshing shower, I slumped on my bed. I needed my sleep since I was going to wake up at 1 a.m. to prepare for the trip to Ouran. I drifted into sleep, wondering what life in Ouran would be like...

~Koori-chan