Chapter 2: Starting today, you are a scholarship student!

"Ah miss Uzumia," said the powerful man sitting behind his all mighty desk. "You finally made it." He extended his hand to mine and shook it in a business man way. "I was starting to get worried."

After that, I sat down in a chair that was placed in front of his desk. "I apologize," I said, "but this school is so big and I got a little lost."

I recalled asking a lady for directions, but she just pointed to a building and said "In the tallest room in the tallest tower guarded by a fire breathing dragon." Either I wasn't really listening or that was just my imagination.

"Oh, but it really isn't." He said. "It's a normal sized school."

I just blinked and inwardly sighed. I took a mental photo of this moment, 'me starting to get the ways of stinking rich people.'

"Now about your scholarship," the man continued, funny how I don't know his name. "I know the news got to you very late and your parents wouldn't allow you to come here unless you finished the rest of the school quarter in Germany."

I nodded. "Except it would have been nice since I didn't speak German in the first place." Guten tag!

He chuckled. "Yes well, as I was saying…" He then began to tell me this story about how he almost gave the scholarship to some other kid and how it might be kind of hard to be coming into this school in the middle of the school year. I honestly wasn't paying attention. I just wanted my schedule, uniform and to get the heck out of there. C'mon old man I'm ready to go!

"So here is your schedule," He said finally as I grabbed it as quickly as possible and looked it over. I had all my classes.

"Thank you," I said. He then motioned for me to leave. "Hey wait, what about my uniform?"

"I'm sorry but the uniform does not come with the scholarship, unless you want to pay for it?"

I think I heard glass shatter. "Uh, no thanks, it's fine." I said walking out of there. Great, just great. I'm forced to wonder the halls of this school without a uniform and stick out like a sore thumb. Now everybody is going to know I'm a scholarship student that everybody makes fun of at rich private schools. I would ask my grandparents to buy me one but they only agreed to buy the apartment. I had just assumed that I would get the uniform with my scholarship. Me and my super bad planning!

"Oh miss Uzumia?" I turned around and looked back at the man. "Fill free to explore the school today and get yourself acquitted. You don't have to go to class." That I think just saved me, if only for today. I could wonder around without anybody looking at me oddly.

"Thanks," I said smiling and started walking again, but I was worried.

I wonder what people will think of me at this school. How would I look to them? I mean, I'm pretty short and thin which makes me look about two years younger than I really am. My face looks pretty young too and the small amount of freckles on my nose and my big brown eyes (curtsey of mom) isn't helping. I could pass for one of those um, whatcha-mah-call-its uh, shota lolita people I believe.

How would I act around them? Would they think I'm weird? I've never really fit in anywhere. Some people just don't get my personality I guess. It's a thing I've learned to cope with through the years and it honestly doesn't really bother me. I mean, people accept me as their friend but they've never been able to figure me out. They'd say 'oh I'm friends with that weird girl' instead of 'I'm friends with Hanako Uzumia.' Is it wrong to wish that someone knew who you really are?

Then there was the fact that I was a halfer, definition: I'm half Japanese and half American. It's probably makes me a target for bullying, so I keep it a secret. My mom, the American, was smart, fun and softhearted. She held a calm face when I started going through that faze of wanting independence and sassing back to my parents. You know the one you're probably going through or have gone through? Around age eleven I guess? Anyway, my dad was Japanese and more strict, practical and detail orientated. My dad was smart also. His IQ was so high that it was put in the nuclear rocket scientists, calculus genius of all brainy brains category. Haven't heard of it? That's because I made it up just now. ;)

I spent the first eight years of my life in Japan before moving to America. There I picked up their funky America slang. (You know, you trippn' dawg?) So when I came back to Japan four years later, my vocabulary wasn't understood as much, but I still use it sometimes anyway. Then I spent four months in Germany before coming back here again.

How I got into Ouran is a whole other story.

Suddenly, I heard a bell ring and I panicked once I realized it was the school bell. What? They can't be letting the students out now! I glanced around trying to find a bathroom I could hide in but students were coming out from both sides of the hallway. I would be spotted! Run and hide! Too late! I was caught in a sea of yellow and purple. There was no sense in trying to run.

I needed to find a way to blend in so I just started looking around like I was looking for someone. Maybe they think I was on an urgent mission to find a person and tell them some news. But I got so caught up looking at the walls and ceilings of the school, that I probably looked more like a loss child staring into space.

This place is a complete palace! All I need is one of those princess hats that my little cousin has at her fairy tea parties and I'll be good.

Then the crowds suddenly thinned out and made enough room for me to fast walk out of there. Then as soon as I was sure I was far away, I began running around a corner. Phew! That was close.

Then I collided with something that felt like a person. I fell backwards while something jabbed itself into my rib cage and my fist made contact with something. I heard someone grunt and that's when I knew that I had definitely hit someone.

I just laid there on my butt hugging my chest. "Ow, ow, ouch," I'm gonna have a nice bruise there alright.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," said the person who was still standing.

I looked up expecting to see a girl, since the person sounded like one, but instead I saw a boy about my age. He had very shiny brunette hair and brown eyes. He was clutching his chest with his hand (I guess from where my fist had impacted) and for a second, he looked like he had breast! But he removed his hand and held it out to me. I took it and pulled myself up.

"Oh, geez," I said.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking at me, probably realizing I'm not wearing a school uniform and wonder what the heck I'm doing here.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"I apologize," he bowed. "I was running because I'm late for something."

"Late for a very important date?"

He paused and then chuckled once he got my joke. (It's an Alice in Wonderland reference just in case you didn't know) "I guess you could say that." He said. "I'm sorry but I have to go."

We waved and then he took off towards the direction I just came from. That boy was almost as cute as a girl. Maybe he was gay? Like Brandon back in America.

So I began to walk on, but there's was something still nagging me. There's something weird about that boy and I can't put my finger around it. Maybe I should follow… nah! But what if there was some adventure that's waiting for me if I follow that boy? Maybe he's in some kind of secret organization that protects the world or maybe he's in some part of some ancient prophecy? I would never know unless I follow him. Besides, he seems interesting anyway.

And while I'm at it, I should make a list of facts about rich people just so I can get a better idea of them. I have some facts that still need clarification but I know one that I can already put on the list: 1) Too rich people, this is a regular sized school.

With that, I ran back in the opposite direction, after the strange boy.

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