Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or any of its characters. I only own the idea for this story and my OC, Shianne Montgomery

Chapter Two:

Three years later

"Shianne, hurry up! You're going to be late!" A voice from outside my bedroom door jolted me awake from a pleasant dream. A voice I recognized as my older brother, Vextor.

I groaned as I opened my eyes to a bright light. I slowly sat up in my bed, yawning as I stretched. Vextor knocked on my door impatiently. "Wake up! Or I'll tell dad!" I rolled my brown eyes at this statement. Vextor could be really childish sometimes. It's hard to believe that he's older than me.

"I am awake, idiot! Let me get dressed in peace!" I called back irritably.

"Well, hurry up! We're leaving in ten minutes!" With that said, he ran back downstairs.

I sighed and threw off my covers. I was starting my first day of high school today, but I wasn't as excited as I should be. All throughout middle school I looked everywhere for Kyoya Ootori, but never ran into him again after he helped me that day three years ago. It was probably because he was a year older than me.

He'd be in high school now…a second year…maybe I'll finally be able to see him again, I thought to myself. Then I snorted. Yeah right…that sort of stuff only happens in shoujo manga.

I pulled on the horrendous yellow dress that was the school uniform, hating the scratchy feeling of it. Why can't we have normal uniforms? Honestly… I grumbled to myself as I pulled the zipper up and pulled on the white stockings. After throwing my hair loosely into two low piggy tails, I moved to my face. I don't like to wear a lot of make-up, so I just put on a light line of black eyeliner and a little bit of mascara. Then, to finish up, I put on a thin layer of clear, glossy lip gloss.

After deciding that I looked presentable, I walked to my door and opened it only to find Vextor standing there. His arm was half raised as if he were about to knock again. "There you are! Finally! Come on, dad's waiting for us," he said.

"Yeah, yeah…" I muttered, closing my door behind me. I followed Vextor downstairs and saw my dad standing by the front door.

"I was wondering when you were going to show up," he said with a chuckle.

My dad was very handsome, even at thirty-three years old. He stood at 5'10" tall and had thick, dark curly hair. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown that always held a warm expression and crinkled in the corners when he smiled. It was easy to see why my mother fell for him.

He looked at me, then clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "I really wish you would stop wearing makeup. You're a beautiful girl even without it."

I ignored him as I slipped on my shoes. "Now now, Brett. Leave her alone. It's not like she cakes makeup on her face. She just uses a little bit. Besides, she's a young woman now," scolded my mother, Susan, walking into the room holding two bentos.

"She's fifteen. That's hardly a woman. She's—" he broke off as his wife gave him a warning glance before walking over to me.

"Here's your lunch, Shianne. Have a wonderful day at school." She kissed me on the cheek and then moved to Vextor. "Now, I expect you to be nice to your sister, Vextor. No bullying her at school."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be nice. Don't worry. Let's go, we're going to be late." At that, he walked out the door followed by me and then dad.

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When we got to school, I saw two of my best friends. I met them in my second year of middle school. I quickly kissed dad goodbye and climbed out of the car, running towards them. "Hikaru! Kaoru! Wait up!" I called. They stopped and turned around at the same time. Hikaru and Kaoru were identical twins and they were really close. It was hard to tell them apart sometimes, but I manage.

"Hey, Shi. Cutting it kind of close aren't you?" asked Kaoru.

"Sorry, sorry. Anyways, do you guys know what class you're in yet?" I asked as we continued walking.

They nodded. "Class 2-A," replied Hikaru.

"You're in the same class," added Kaoru.

I sighed in relief. "That's good. I thought I'd have to start the year off without knowing anyone."

They chuckled and we walked through the front doors. Hikaru and Kaoru were very distant in middle school, rarely opening up to anyone. They isolated themselves from everyone else, but I was one of the few people who got through to them.

"I wonder if you'll run into that blonde idiot here. What was his name again? Sunohara? Souske?" I pursed my lips as I tried to remember.

"You mean Tamaki Suoh?" Kaoru chukled. "It's possible." He looked forward with a blank expression and immediately I could tell that something was off.

"Kaoru? What's the matter?" I asked, concern shadowing my voice. He and Hikaru exchanged glances, but didn't reply which made me suspicious.

"You're hiding something from me," I accused, glaring at them. "What is it?"

"It might be best to see it with your own eyes. Come to Music Room #3 after school today. You'll understand then," replied Hikaru.

We got into our class and I noticed a strange boy with short, messy hair and baggy clothes sitting at the back of the class. His glasses hid his eyes, but even so I could tell he was uncomfortable by the way his shoulders slouched over.

Sitting in my desk between the twins, I turned to Hikaru. "Who is that?" I whispered to him.

He followed my gaze to the boy and then shrugged. "Dunno. I've never seen him before. Must be a new student," he replied, turning back to face the front. Before I could reply, the bell rang and the teacher walked in. And so began the start of my high school career.

Told ya I'd post tonight! I hope you liked this chapter! Please R&R and let me know what you think so far. I'm not sure how often I'll update this story, but I'll try my best not to take as long to update as Brother Against Brother. I am still working on that story and will post the next chapter ASAP! Bye for now!