Place:

Ouran Academy.

? ?P.O.V.~

I walked down the almost empty corridors into my first period class of the day, and over to my desk by the window. The students that were their already were speaking to each other about anything and everything friends were there talking with each other quietly while I took my seat. Apparently there was a new student that was beging school just today. We spoke amongst each other some more about it, asking each other questions. Was it a girl or a guy? What year were they in? What were they like? It was a huge mystery that seemingly everyone was talking about.

After the conclusion that all three of us made we chatted about other things. Although all Rose and Brittany, my two best friends,just wanted to talk about their favorite hosts- Hikaru and Kaoru, the Hitachin twins.

"I don't see why you don't like them Aurora. I mean look at them! They are just perfect," rose argued with me.

"Its not like I disagree, I just don't see why they have to take up a majority of our conversations is all."

Speak of the devil and he shall come is a motto that I have always lived by; mainly for instances like this. Both hikaru and Kaoru entered the class at that moment effectivly halting anything else that was to be said. All of the girls in the class squealed and watched as they walked to their seats. They were a few rows behind me and seperated by Haruhi Fujioka. He was the only commoner in the entire school, and had the best grades. I looked at my friends and observed them as they almost fell to the floor.

Rose and Brittany both stood. "Were gonna see what they know about the new student," it was creepy because they said it insynce whith each other. They trapsed back over with blissful smiles on their faces.

"So..." I trailed off smirking at them when they blushed.

"They only know that its gonna be a girl," Brittany spoke after what felt like a millenia of silence.

The teacher walked in some minutes later with a man that no one recognized.

"Okay everyone take your seats," he said. He turned sharply on his heal and took a seat. He began to talk to the man again while looking at some official looking papers the stranger had handed him. Everyone was thinking the same thing; that it was very strange that a man whom no one could recognize was talking to our teacher.

The teacher nodded in comfirmation to something and stood adressing the entire room, "Okay class in a few minutes, Dr. Yamamoto here will be bringing in the new student. But before that happens, he needs to tell you something important about her first."

A hushsed silence fell over the room like a blanket, when the new girl was brought up. The man now know as Dr. Yamamoto stepped forward. He glanced at the students one by one like he was examining them. When he got to Hikaru and Kaoru he stopped briefly, longer then the other students got anyway, and continued on, "Hello," he started simply, "I'm Dr. Suki Yamamoto. I am Miss Neko's physician. There are some impotant things you need to know about her before she she comes in. They are relativly easy to remember. One, please do not, under any circumstance that isn't an emergancy, touch her. Unless she has stated that it is okay or does so first, so please don't do it. Two, most people assume that Miss Neko is a mute, that is false, she only talks if she feels comfortable enough too. Please be nice to her this is her first time going to school that is not home schooling. Thank you," he said.

The students stayed silent. A few rows in front of me, however, a brave boy raised his hand. Dr. Yamamoto looked at him down his nose inclining his head signaling that he could ask his question.

"Why can't anyone touch her?," he asked. To be honest I was wondering the same thing.

"When Miss Neko is touched normaly she has a panic attack. We have been working on it though, not even the gentlest of touches will she not have a panic attack. However, If she does let you touch her then you mean a lot to her. Is there anymore question?"

We sat there, silent. Dr. Yamamoto nodded and went to the door. He brought a scared looking girl in. She wore a white hat over her bob cut, her hair was a dark purple color. Stormy grey green eyes that just dragged you in acompanied by a small nose and mouth. The girl was tall and skinny… but not like she was doing anything to her body to make it that way,* it was natural. She was wearing a white cream colored spagehtti strap dress with a white shawl to cover her shoulders. Although for some odd reason she had bandages on her forearms. They went from her wrists to her elbows.

She looked slightly uncomfortable at first, but slowly relaxed a little; that was until someone shot there hand up with a question. She flinched a little then looked at them with her unique eyes not saying a word. The boy decided that was an "okay".

He wiggled in his seat a little. "Where do you come from?," he asked quietly trying not to scare her.

"America," she said. Her voice was just above a whisper, it sounded like tiny silver bells that were blowing carelessly in the wind.

More people raised there hands slowly, unsure of what the girl would do. She scanned the room looking at each person stopping occasionally and answering there question. When she got to Haruhi she stopped with a look of curiosity and confusion in her eyes.

"Are you here on a scholarship," Haruhi asked.

She looked at Haruhi and nodded, "Yes, for dancing." she said, "I'll be practicing a lot so I won't be in class very often." She had gotten a little louder but still spoke in a soft voice. She seemed to be relaxing more and more; But that's when the door burst open unexpectedly.