New chappy! I don't own anything except Nikki and Ronnie.

"Are we there yet?" It was the umpteenth time Ronnie had asked, and we had been walking for five minutes.

"We'll get there when we get there!" The one named Kaoru was getting super mad at us.

"I'm tiiired," Ronnie continues to whine.

I hit her in the arm, saying, "You were the best track runner hack at home, I think you can handle a little walk."

She giggles at me and skips down the hallway ahead of us. Laughing, I jog after her.

I turn the corner, and run into what feels like a brick wall. Looking up I see that it's a guy. A hot guy. A very, very hot guy.

"Holy sh...I mean, I'm Nikki." I stutter out. He outstretches his hand to me, but I just stare at it. The moment is starting to get awkward.

Ronnie comes into view behind the stranger. She runs past us before realizing that I'm sprawled on the floor.

She takes a few steps backwards and picks me up. "Who's your friend?" Ronnie asks with a wink, twiddling her bottle-purple hair.

"I'm not entirely sure." I brush myself off.

"I'm Mori."

"Well, Mori, I can tell you that I want to rip off your-" Thankfully, a little boy comes bounding around the corner, cutting off whatever Ronnie was going to say.

"Takashi! I thought I had lost you!" The kid wails. "Who are the girls? Customers? Hello, ladies! I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, but please call me Hunny!" He bows to add effect.

Ronnie and I blink. How old was this kid? "'What do you mean, 'customers?' If you guys are prostitutes, I swear, I don't want any part of it."

Before the boys can react, she steps in. "I'm Ronnie."

"Would you girls care to accompany us to Music Room Three? Maybe there we can explain further."

We snort in response, saying, "The Hitachiin twins already got to us." Wait...

"Candy!" We screech.

We bolt in the direction of Room Three, only for both of us to collide with more people. This time, I had landed on top of a kid with glasses while Ronnie nailed a blondie.

"Watch where you tread, fair maiden. Wouldn't want you to get hurt," the one under Ronnie smoothly said as he caressed her face.

She nimbly jumps off him, screaming "PEDOPHILE ALERT! CHILDREN OF OURAN, WE HAVE A PERVERT IN OUR MIDST! RUN FROM HIM!"

The look on the guy's face was priceless; I can tell the stoic boy beneath me is trying to hold back a laugh.

Trying (and failing) to look as good as Ronnie did getting up, I shake my head and mutter, "We really gotta look where we're going..."

The darker haired one stands as well and introduces himself. "I'm Kyoya Ootori, and this is Tamaki Suoh. If I'm correct, you are the transfer students from France. Veronica and Nicole?"

I glance at Ronnie. "It's Ronnie and Nikki, and how the hell do you know this?"

"WE HAVE A PEDOPHILE AND A STALKER HERE! THIS MAN IS A CREEPER! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Ronnie yells, and I sweat drop.

Brushing off my friend, Kyoya continues. "I make it my job to know. Would you two ladies like to join us in Room Three? There's something not so Ouran about you."

"So we've been told. We were actually on our way there. Where's Tamaki though?" Kyoya points to the corner, where Tamaki lies with arrows sticking out of his chest saying "PEDOPHILE" and "PERVERT".

At the sound of his name, Tamaki turns and gives us puppy dog eyes.

"Let's roll, Pedo," Ronnie and I snicker as we run down the hall arm in arm.

We hear a wail from the blonde as we bounce away, and this makes us laugh harder.

Ouran Academy sure was full of interesting personalities and attractive boys.

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