I think your going to like this chapter. It's a lot longer then chapter 1!


Chapter two: demolishing the fourth wall.

I woke up on something soft, but didn't open my eyes. I was back in my bed, and I really didn't want that dream to end.

"Such a great dream. Not every day you dream about being in your favourite anime." I mumbled sadly, my eyes still tightly shut.

"Erm, do you think she hit her head?"

"Maybe she's got concussion?"

I opened my eyes and shot up, looking around. I was on a couch, and seven boys were standing around me, worried looks on their faces. I practically exploded with happiness.

"It...wasn't a dream." I said quietly, then cheered "awesome!"

The boys were all giving me a wierd look, and it just made me giggle. They probably had no idea what I was going on about.

"Okay, who exactly are you?" One of the twins asked. I listened to his voice carefully, and noticed the mean tone. This was going to be fun.

"Well Hikaru, my name is Samantha Jones, and-"

"Wait, what makes you say I'm Hikaru?" I was cut off by him, and I almost laughed.

"I've watched every episode of Ouran High School Host Club, of course I'm going to be able to tell my favourite characters apart."

The looks on their faces were priceless. Kyoya frowned at me, his glasses gleaming.

"What do you mean by that statement? Your talking about the host club as if it's some anime." He asked, and I smiled.

"It does sound crazy to you I guess, but where I come from, it is an anime. There's a manga, anime translated into different languages, and live action series. There's also a huge fanfiction page." I replied, making him raise his eyebrows.

"And where is it you come from, miss Jones?" He asked, still frowning.

"Probably some alternate universe. You see I fell in a hole and woke up here, crazy isn't it?" I said, getting off the couch and standing with the rest of them. They all looked confused, and it was getting boring.

"I see."

"Are you saying you believe her?" Tamaki cried, and the others raised their eyebrows at Kyoya too. He sighed and pushed up his glasses.

"Her story does sound unlikely, but if she had proof I would believe it. Do you have any proof Samantha?" He asked, and I thought for a moment. I pulled out my phone and looked through my pictures until I found one of the twins. It was of the cover of one of the volumes.

"Here's my proof." I declared, showing the picture. The twins raised their eyebrows.

"Why does one of us have ash coloured hair?" They asked, and I smiled.

"Can't tell you. It hasn't happened yet so it might cause some sort of paradox. You can't mess with the fabric of time." I replied, putting the phone back. Then I rummaged through my little shoulder bag and pulled out a book.

"Ouran High School Host Club: volume one. This should be the proof you need, guys." I declared, throwing it to Hikaru, who caught it and skimmed through the pages. His eyes widened as he looked.

"I...think I believe her. There's stuff here that only us know." He muttered slowly, passing the book to Haruhi. She gasped.

"It's...it's got about my debt. And about me being a girl. There's no way she could of faked this." She sighed before showing Hani, and he giggled at the part where he was showing Haruhi Usa-chan.

"She's right! Look Takashi, it's us!" The boy took the book and waved our in the other boys face, who nodded. Tamaki snatched it and flipped the pages, crying out in...What was it? Despair or glee?

"Okay, can I have it back now? That's a first edition copy." I asked, and Tamaki reluctantly handed it over.

"I guess your story checks out. Though I have no idea how this is scientifically possable..." Kyoya trailed of, and I scoffed.

"Who cares, otaku? I'm in Ouran! It's a fangirls dream!" I cried happily, jumping on the couch. Then I stopped and looked at it thoughtfully.

"Hay...did I faint when I saw you guys?" I asked sheepishly. They all nodded. I hung my head in shame.

"Damn it. That's humiliating." I sighed. That just ruined my reputation.

"Not really. I think I would faint of I found myself in an anime." Haruhi said

kindly, but it didn't help. I face palmed when i realised what I had done.

"I also broke the first rule of being in an anime." I admitted sadly.

"What's that?" They all asked together, and I looked up.

"I just completely demolished your fourth wall."


Samantha: noooooooooo! I broke Ouran's fourth wall!

Kyoya: correction, you demolished it. Though I would like to meet this, Bisco Hatori. I believe we have her to thank for our whole...demention.

No you silly! She just got some weird...psychic thing that told her to write about you. Anyway, hope you liked it!