A Challenge For The Hosts

by Singstar4

Theresa Feluccio always had a difficult life. Between her mother dying in childbirth with her, and her father committing suicide when she was 7. So she always had to work for everything she received. When she got an invitation to Ouran Academy through an exchange program, her whole life was turned upside down. Please Read and Review my story!

3. Chapter 3

A.N- I do not own Ouran or the characters from the anime. I only own my characters. Please read and review!

I put down the letter and started to change into my uniform, figuring that I would unpack after school. Especially since I didn't want to keep the driver waiting for too long. I finished changing and stared at myself in the mirror in my uniform. Ugh. I thought disgustedly. This is going to be a long 4 years!

HONK HONK! I jumped at the loud unexpected noise. I better get going. I thought grabbing a few things and putting them into my book bag. I shoved a journal, a folder, and a bunch of pencils and pens. I put on my heels, grabbed my bag and left, hoping the driver wouldn't be too pissed off with me.

I got to the ground floor of the apartment building and ran to the parking lot and saw the car still sitting there. I ran up to it and thrusted the door open and got into the car. "Sorry I kept you waiting!" I blurted out loudly. He didn't say anything, he just smiled and drove me to the school.

We pulled up to the gorgeous building and I was in awe. "Welcome to Ouran Academy." The driver said grandly. He got out and walked over to my side and stood against the car. I continued to look out the window, amazed by the size and beauty when the driver knocked on my window. I jumped and opened my door.

"You scared me!" I exclaimed still catching my breath.

"Sorry but I was wondering when you were going to get out of the car, considering how you said you could 'get your own door'." He said back. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car.

"I just can't believe that I'm going to go to school here!" I said amazed. I turned to the driver. "thanks for driving me today Mr... I just realized I don't know your name."

"Takume, Takume Urani." He said smiling at me.

"Thank you for driving me Mr. Urani." I said handing him $20.

"What's this for?" He asked confused.

"For every minute of your time that I wasted today while I was in my apartment."

"thank you." He said appreciatively. I smiled and grabbed my bag from the back seat and started to head into the school not wanting to be late for the first day.