*Please note that as much as I would love to I do not own OHSHC*

WHY ME!?

Yin's P.O.V.

Tomorrow was the first day at that new school, Ouran Academy, wasn't it? My twin Yang and I were arguing over me wearing that thing they call a dress. You see, I am incapable of wearing a dress...allergic reaction. Or maybe the problem is all dresses I have ever been forced to wear (note the word forced) looked something like this...all frilly and pretty UGH! Now this this is what I like to wear - a tank top and jeans.

But anyway Yang and I were arguing, "Come on Yin you have to it's just for the first day of school then we can where our tunics I promise." "I'm not wearing that and there's no way you can make me", I stuck my tongue out at her and she sighed exasperated.

"Yin Hyuuga you are going to wear that dress or I will make your life end slowly and painfully."

"Do your worst dearest sister."

"No YouTube for a week, No singing for a week, No guitar for a week, No Kindle, No i-pod, No E-mail, No-"

"Okay, Okay I get it. No electronics for a week, tape my mouth shut and tie myself to a chair. Are you happy?"

"Yep!" I glared at her and stalked up to my room.

"Oi does that mean I have to move out of my room and into the attic?" My room has all my stuff including my guitar, kindle, i-pod, and my laptop.

"Hey Yin, one thing I forgot, you're not allowed to look at your One Direction posters for a month!" I stopped turned and ran, no, sprinted down the stairs, "DO YOU WANT TO KILL ME! I CAN LIVE WITHOUT MY GUITAR AND ELECTRONICS BUT YOU CANNOT TAKE MY ONE DIRECTION POSTERS AWAY FROM ME! THATS LIKE SAYING YOU HAVE TO GO A MONTH WITHOUT LISTENING TO AVRIL LAVGNE OR ADELE AND DON'T TELL ME YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT IT BECAUSE I KNOW YOU CAN'T!"

I sprinted upstairs grabbed all my One Direction posters, dashed to the attic, and locked myself in. I sighed and sat on the bed. I came up here quite frequently, so there was a bed reserved for me. I stared at the posters on the walls 'I bet they never have to love a sister who threatens to take away your life support (which is my music)'. My thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door.

"If that's you Yang I'm going to kill you!"

*One giant argument later*

Yang was carrying my posters out of my makeshift room and down to the basement. It had happened too fast to comprehend. Yang had picked my lock and ran into my room. We had one of those sibling sword fights (you just know every family has them) and she, with her sword dancing stuff, hit my pressure points and made me drop my sword and surrender. Then I had to watch while she took down my beautiful posters and literally dragged them on the floor to the basement. My sister was mean. All this over a stupid thing they have the guts to call a dress!