~ ANNOUCEMENT ~
Guys, thanks soo much for still staying with me even though I get worse and worse in writing! Sorry about last chapter's cringeworthy fighting scene! I'm really bad at writing action scenes, so please bear with me! I'll link the sequel at the end but WARNING! It contains SOME spoilers and if you HATE spoilers, then DON'T READ IT! READ IT AFTER I FINISH THIS FANFIC! I might end it in 40~60 chapters depending how much I write. :P Also, I'm also doing a truth or dare, Q&A, AND some behind the scenes and deleted scenes! leave some suggestions for truths, dares, and questions! onto the disclaimer and warning! PLEASE READ THEM FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY OR ELSE YOU WILL BE SENT TO THE ER, IN OTHER WORDS, EMERGENCY ROOM.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or else by now those ugly ass yellow uniform dresses would've been history.
Warning: I have a potty mouth (i.e. i cuss). And also some, okay, a lot, of pop culture references here. Exhibit A: I see Nikki Minaj nude twerking with Miley Cyrus. Exhibit B: I have to welcome you to the latest exhibit: 100 Pop Culture References that Dissed off Hello Kitty. Again, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Chapter 5:
Welcome to Ouran Academy! We hope we can annoy you in the stupidest ways possible! (what me and my OC think about the vibe that they give off)
"So,Seika. Wanna,um, hang out?" I looked at him weirdly, but I just guessed it was some bonding time, since he most likely wanted to make up for his mannerism towards me. I nodded, and grabbed his hand, running back to the cosplay contest. Wait. . ?! The world is ending. The world IS ending. Iniciate Robot Fangirl Mode in : 3, 2, 1. . . MOE!~
"Gah! What a bad dream! What a baaa-" I spotted the photo booth pics Hikaru and I took. Oh god. So it did happen. I groaned and facepalmed myself, getting out of bed while doing so. Ah! I have good news!~ This is my first day of school at Ouran! Is that considered bad news? I think so. And...BLACK MAGIC CLUB! EEE! I'M PROBABLY THE FIRST FANGIRL TO SEE WHAT THEY DO! HAHA! SUCK ON A DICK, PEOPLE! SUCK IT! BECOME PREGNANT! Oh my fuck, what has gotten into me? Oh yeah, maybe I can summon a portal to my dimension by doing black magic! This is a good chance! But then I have to go back to the evil cotton farm owner (1). Aw great. Just fucking my dad great. Oh that sounded wrong. Can you delete that, author lady? (No.) Please? (Fuck no. It's funny. Since you neve-) Okay, that should shut her up! Back to the story! Oh wait. Timeskip!~ You don't want to know about how I dress for the school!~ It's a surprise!~ (since when was she ever peachy?)
~TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE WALLFLOWER (2): "Basically a gothic version of Ouran."~
"Man, is Yuzuha an awesome seamstress or what?! This skirt is awesome! Just need to ask her to make 50 more.." I was wearing the black skirt that Yuzuha made, along with an undershirt covered by a white button-up, my trusty combat boots with knee-length socks, and to top it all off, a men's size small Ouran blazer. And of fucking course I would wear a tie with it! I wanna make a fashion statement AND be comfortable at the same time! Oh what the fudge okra is that in my room? I JUST spotted the thing NOW?! I opened the bag, and it turns out it was filled with school supplies, but only covered with rich people stuff. 10 Oxygels (3), 5 white erasers, 2 binders with 5 transparent pockets, a pencil case, 2 4 subjects notebooks, a pack of highlighters and colored pens, my awesome school bag, some lead for the pencils, a calculator, and A LOT of lined paper. And did I mention I read the note that said HIKARU BOUGHT IT FOR ME AND I HAVE TO PAY HIM 15000 YEN BACK FOR IT? (no.) Oh stop ruining the moments, author lady! Oh well, I can pay him back by buying him stuff or stealing Kyoya's credit cards. Actually, I'll just buy him stuff and not let Kyoya force me to join that club. (wow. never knew you were that smart.) Shut up, you otaku (4)! Anyways, I should just buy him stuff with the money Renge and I split. (they won 2nd place in the cosplay contest, won small amounts of cash, and in total won a bit over 70000 yen at the convention.) Thanks for telling them my life story, you fucker! (You're welcome, you cunt.) Okay. It's only 6:34. Wait. Since when do I wake up early?! Oh well. I have about an hour to organize my school stuff. Okay. TIMESKIP!~ (another this early again?! okay, fine. i don't have to write much then.)
~TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY TUBA-KUN (5): " Practice playing your instruments! It's fun, fun, FUN!"~
"Seika-chan!~ Time to go!~" Oh my great. She's gonna go into Maes Hughes Mode (6). I sighed as I walked down the stairs carrying my school bag. Wait, that was a poor choice in words. I sighed LOUDLY as I FUMBLED down the stairs, DRAGGING my school bag. Ah, now that's better. But alas, I have a bad hair day, and it looks like it's thinning and by the time I'm 18, I'll have less hair than Donald Trump. Even with a toupee and a duck face to hide it. I-
"UMPH!" Yuzuha just HAS to suffocate me with her famous Armstrong bear hugs (7).
"EEE! I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! WHEN YOU COME BACK REMEMBER TO COME TO MY STUDIO!~" She spun me around and around and around and around and around and-ugh, I don't even.
"Mom, stop spinning this idiot otaku around! She's going to make us late for school!" Ahh Kaoru, sometimes you are a bitch, sometimes you act gay, but this time you act like Hikaru. Remind me to sneak porn into their room and get him in trouble, author lady. (uh huh. booked in at 3 PM on this Thursday.)
"Either she calls a commoners' taxi, walk, or run! We are not waiting for her!" Awww, how considerate of you, Hikaru! Next time I'll bike to school and take shorcuts, getting there earlier than you and booby-trapping your desk with porn! Remind me to do so tomorrow, author lady!~ (since when am I your slave?! i can't remember anything! aww great, how did i become her slave in the first place?!) Umph! Ahh, finally she put me down!
"Seika-chan, come home by 6 today!~ We have some modeling to do!~" I sighed, and sadly agreed. Why couldn't I have stayed at the sane people's houses? I waved to Yuzuha and the maids that would've been perfect stunt doubles for Belarus and Renge (8). If not, then fantastic. I saw the twins already in the car, playing on their DS looking devices. Kaoru looked up and nudged Hikaru, and they looked up at me, probably pissed. They scooched aside and left an open seat. I took the seat, putting my bag on the floor, not saying a word. About halfway to Ouran, I was already beating 5 evels, soon to be 6, on Kaoru's DS looking device, which is called an SD Lite. Kaoru looked amazed by my gaming skills, and sooner or later Hikaru started peeking, turning off his SD Lite and putting it in his bag. Then I defeated the Level 11 boss, Lord Goealth, with half of my health bar depleted.
"Whoa! You defeated Goealth in one try! I tried to skip levels and beat him, but I always forget that his minions give you poison when you attack them! How did you do it?!" Easy. I cheated and took advantage of the glitch that happened, but I'm just going to lie because I don't wanna come off as a lazy cheater even though I am.
"Simple. Save up money, go to the shop to buy a bunch of healing potions and poison, switch in and out melee and sniping weapons while keeping a safe distance, use the potions a the right time, and for the final blow, lure Goealth towards his minions, kill him, back up, and the explosion kills off his minions." I wasn't ENTIRELY lying because that's what I did, but the glitch was that the shop, even without money, you can buy ANYTHING. So I bought a few stacks of potions, and BAM! Killing the devil's spawn like a boss!
"Hey, our mom wanted to give you this. You know, just in case of an emergency. Your number's 103-1126. Here, try calling your phone." He whipped out a black flip-phone with a cute key-chain, along with a piece of paper, most likely the host club's contact numbers. I squealed like a pig, bouncingup and down as Hikaru stared at me with disgust. Yesterday he was a sweet pea and now he's just a sour sour lemon.
"Thanks soo much! I really need to pay you guys back, giving me free hospitality, and now a PHONE?! That's wayyy too much!"
"No, it didn't seem like you had a phone on you, anyways. Keep it! We already installed the family plan for you, and besides us, you can contact Renge or Haruhi in case if you needed a time away from insane people!" I giggled, since when do I giggle?
"Thanks! Hey, can you give me a map of the school? It's pretty big, having 4 buildings plus 5 sheds, after all."
"I'll give you a tour, but I can ask Ms. Tukame if you could get a map." I bear-hugged him and Hikaru, like the sour-pussy he is, groaned and sighed. Wait, when did I started acting like one of those annoying, high-pitched, really girly girls?! (since this morning.) That was a rethorical question! Whatever. Oh! We are already here! Okay, so go to office, then to class, lunch, more class, and then clubs. Okay. shouldn't be hard. Remember to NOT act like a douche, not to be rude, and...HOW THE FUCK DID MY ANIME NOTEBOOK GET IN HERE?! Oh well, I guess I can write a few more pages since I'm basically getting a "behind the scenes" tour. And in case if you're wondering, I'm writing these anime notebooks beca-(because she can publish them when she grows up, making them into anime profiles and some bus stuff, making a lot of moolard. i mean, moolah. she's written over 30 of them, ever since she was 7/8. she also-) THANK YOU FOR TELLING THEM MY FIRST DRAFT FOR MY AUTOBIOGRAPHY, HEHE! (again, this is proof that she pauses every scene while watching anime to get details and more so that she's an ultra-hardcore otaku. so YOU have no right to call me an otaku even though it's true. humph.) AGAIN, THANKS SOOOO MUCH! Why does she have to be my consience in the first place? That cunt. (hey, at least i'm not writing a death scene for you! and plus, you are going to-oh. i shouldn't say that.) What? Say what? (spoilers.) Oh. Okay. Now were are at the school. Yay. What's their slogan? TIME FOR SOME REALLY RUDE COMMENTS TOWARD MIDDLE-CLASS PEOPLE? LET'S SIP OUR TEA AS OUR SERVANTS DO OUR HOMEWORK? BE NICE TO EVERY BITCH-(now YOU'RE the one that's being rude.) you see? Sorry. Back to my life story! Or rather, the present. Actually-
"COMMERCIAL TIME!~" Oh fuck me. I just SCREAMED out my thoughts. But anyways, COM-
"MERCIAL TIME!~" AUTHOR LADY, STOP WRITING MY THOUGHTS OUT LOUD! (sorry. #butterfingers #PopularMMOsreference) Hikaru and Kaoru looked at me like I was demented. Well, I AM. GO SUCK IT! (don't forget to swallow!~)
~VERY SHORT TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY ZEST TOOTHPASTE (9): "Minty fresh with ZEST!"~
"Now here's the map of the academy. I know how you feel. Even working here for over 5 years I still get lost! Hehe!" I smiled awkwardly and took the map from the overly-giddy secretary.
"Thanks, Ms. Tukame! See you around!" Why do I have to fake my personality? Oh yeah, because that way I won't be a weirdo.
"Let's see...Aw man! English classes?! I already know English! Let's try to say...home! H-H-Hoe. Okay. At least I know how to say hoe! I guess it's like learning how to speak Japanese back at home. Okay, it's in the East Wing, English Room 1-A. Oh. I guess I didn't tell Yuzuha that I'm a grade above that. Oh well, it's gonna be easy peasy lemony squezey! All review stuff! Except for English, of course." I hummed "Sakura Kiss" (10) as I skipped through the hallways, following the shortest route to the classroom. What? I'm lazy! Lazy people are the smartest because they always find the easiest ways to stuff in life so that way they won't have to burden themselves! And my IQ is 128 (same with me. because this bitch here is supposed to be the prettier, taller, and better version of me, except she acts like me. oh wait, i'm basically calling myself a bitch. damn!) Hah! Thanks for the complinment, you cunt! Again, I'm a bit above average, so everything should be more or less of a challenge for me. Oh. My. Fuck. Anime. THERE ARE A BUNCH OF PEOPLE WAITING TO GO IN! Oh well, this is good! I can make allies and I can find out who's the Regina George (11) of the school, teach her a lesson, forgive her, and BAM! EVERYONE WILL BOW DOWN TO MY BIDDING! THIS IS AS CLOSE AS IT GETS TO WORLD DOMINATION! YASSS! (oh god. be prepared for a female Adolf Hitler and a WW3.) Hey! I won't kill random people just because of their races and shit! I'M THE MOTHERFUCKING NEXT MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. THAT WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD! And you know what?! I'll make them LOVE anime. If they don't, DISCRIMINATION! Not including Kayla and Sasha, though. (proof that she's racist to peeps that hate anime. i'll just write the death scene to prevent this from happening.) Fine! I won't do world domination! I WILL DO, HOWEVER, WORLD DOMINATION AND WORLD PEACE! (more proof that her IQ of 128 is just mostly anime stuff. not reality.) I'll just shut up now. Uh oh. Girl in duck dress with hella amazing curls coming over. (CODE RED! SOUND THE ALARM! YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN! BYE!) Ahhh, fuck me now.
"Hi! I see that you aren't wearing the school's uniform but rather a men's blazer with a black skirt. Why?" Bitch, you are in that dress. HOW CAN YOU NOT FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE?!
"Oh, this thing? Haha! I'm only wearing this since those dresses are so fucking uncomfortable! And I'm not violating the dress code since I'm wearing a men's blazer, am I?" I instantly covered my mouth since you know, rich girls don't cuss. Am I being stereotypical here? She covered her mouth, and started giggling. Yep, I AM stereotypical.
"Haha! Don't worry, I use commoners' language around my friends! I've heard that you made a big ruckus in the host club yesterday! You are already known by so many girls! They hope that you would be there sometime soon! They loved your company!" I slowly pulled my hands away from my mouth, slowly forming a smile. Am I becoming a turtle? Slowly doing stuff? Slowly thinking?
"Really? I can't believe that I'm already famous! Oh! How rude of me! My name is Seika, Seika Hatsuyuki! It's nice to meet you!" I put my hand in front of me, and she shook my hand.
"It's nice to meet you, Seika! I'm Ayumi, Ayumi Kobatsuya! I forgot to mention this, but you look so pretty when you smile!"
"R-Really? Me, pretty?! No way! Wait, doesn't your mom own a famous chain of pastry restaurants called Kobatsuya Kiss?" She nodded, and did I tell you that the twins quizzed me on the people I should know? Their names, what their parents do so I don't look like a fool?
"Yes! Have you tried our newly released Red Velvet Cherry Cake with Strawberries? Their my mom's newest creation that's only for the winter!"
"No, but I'm delighted to try! Say, which club are you in?"
"Guess! Not many get it right!" Luckily the twins quizzed me. Whoever gets it right is promoted straight away to "best friend." She only had one, but she moved to Germany.
"Is it...um...Swim Team and Art?" Ayumi's eyes brightened, then she side-hugged me.
"Yes! Yes! Everyone thinks I'm only in one club, but I got permission from Mr. Souh to attend 2! EEE! You are officially my BEST FRIEND!" A few minutes, no seconds, girls surrounded us.
"Aren't you the girl from yesterday? What you did was soo AWESOME!"
"What's your name? Why are you wearing that?"
"Are you single? What's your blood type? What's your relation to the host club?"
"I've heard that you've been living with the Hitachiin twins. Is that true? I going to be soooo jealous if you say yes!"
"Where were you born?"
"Hey, hey, HEY! CALM DOWN! I'LL INTRODUCE MYSELF PROPERLY IN CLASS! FOR NOW, IF YOU WANT TO CHILL WITH ME, YOU CAN! OR BECOME BROS WITH ME! BUT OTHER THAN THAT, NO QUESTIONS!" The crowd was silent. They said sorry and shit, but I don't blame them. I mean, I stick out like Ikkaku with hair (12)! Some, and by some I mean 4, stuck around and kept me distracted with their shitty talking. Or should I say, SHITAKE?! What? Nobody gets it? NIGAHIGA REFERENCE PEOPLE! Anyways, the bell rang and apparently the teacher was INSIDE THE WHOLE TIME! HE FUCKING FORGOT TO UNLOCK THE DOOR! What a-
"Everyone, please take your seats. We have a new student that was transferred in by Mrs. Hitachiin." Their were lots of gasps. Yeah, yeah, gasp all you want.
"May you come to the front and introduce yourself?" I gulped and walked from the back counter. I stuttered for a moment but calmed myself.
"H-Hey. Yo. Hello. My nam-name is Sei-Seika Hatsuyuki. Some of you might know me as the girl that started a ruckus at the host club yesterday. So, yo. Hi. Hello. Again. Hehe, I'm not wearing the usual uniform because comfyness before style, but I'm not violating the dress code since I AM wearing a men's blazer, which is considered to be wearing a uniform, thank you very much. Now to answer some of your questions earlier, yes, I'm single, but if you hit on me or try to hard, I'll kick your ass. Sorry bout the language. I'm a Type O Positive, and my relation to the host club is that I'm currently living with the Hitachiins. Now don't get any wrong ideas now! My parents are good friends with them, and they didn't come back from a business trip and our winter house isn't ready yet, so...I'm living with them for now. And yeah. That's just about it." I gave a crooked smile and bowed. I grabbed my bag and sat in an empty seat, right next to Ayumi's. I heard some insults and stuff when returning to my seat, like that gurl is the stuff! or i hope she can be my friend! But I am shit. I mean, yo? Hi? Hello? Oh god, barista, bring me some of your best poison. I need to drown myself in the stuff. Or better yet, impale me on one of the stakes Vlad has. Timeskip, because things are going downhill. Other words, shitty.
~TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY BEVMO!: "Getting your parents drunk in wine since the store ever opened!"
"Ugh, I thought it would be all review! But nooo, schools always have to put you in the gifted classes!" Yeah, in algebra,science, and health science (i.e. learning CPR, puberty), they caught that I was a year above what they were teaching, so I transferred to the 2nd years' classes, but still keeping my same English class because I can only say "hoes" instead of "homes." Oh yeah, did I mention it was lunch?
"Don't be sad, homie. At least they don't give extra homework." Did she just say homie? My god, I need some painkillers right now.
"Homie?" This is time to question her sanity.
"Yeah! Like, yo dawg! What's a boppin? That kind of homie!" Yep, she's as insane as me.
"Oh! Hehe..." She then broke the silence by asking the million dollar question. Why couldn't I get along with a chill, composed, polite little lady?! Oh well, at least I don't have to use my annoying as fuck fake personality.
"This question might be asked too soon, and I understand if you don't trust me. You can tell me later, if you must. But...whodoyalike?"
"Huh? Say that again?" I'm challenging her to say it again, then going into Hulk Mode and Hulk Smash her ass off.
"Who. Do. You. Like." I stared at her, then stared at the ground, blushing mad red. I stuttered, then guess who comes to save me? The twins.
"Yo, idiot." Yo? YO?! What's with people and rapper language these days?!
"Hi, Seika."
"Oh may god! You didn't tell me that you're friends with them!~" She sparkled and giggled and, basically "flowers of moe!~" That kind of stuff
"I'm not! I just live with them! What are you guys doing?"
"Checking up on you. How hell treating you?"
"Like shit. Put me in fucking gifted classes." They nodded and sat down. By the way, Ayumi's still doing whatever the hell she's doing.
"Are you coming to the host club today?" I shook my head, and grinned at them.
"Nope! Instead I'm going to the Black Magic Club! It seems like fun! You guys should join me!" They shuddered at the thought, and backed away a good 50 feet. Ayumi sopped doing whatever the hell she's doing and sparkled in excitement.
"The BLACK MAGIC CLUB?! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO JOIN! THEY ARE JUST MISUNDERSTOOD PEOPLE, LIKE COMMONERS AND OTAKUS!~" I sweatdropped at that, but what she said was unfortunately true. Us otakus ARE misunderstood people. They just don't get it. WE ARE INTERESTED, NOT OBSSESSED, WITH JAPANESE STUFF BECAUSE EVERYTHING JAPANESE IS AWESOME! I have a dream that one day, otakus and peeps alike, would believe in the religion of ANIME and walk down streets holding hands like BROTHERS AND SISTERS! Okay, the brothers and sisters part was a bit creepy. Author lady? Author lady? (moved to another fanfic due to antisocialness. may come back in 5 centuries.) I forgot that the cunt bitch left. Great. No advice.
"Wanna, um, go join? The first meeting is in the school's basement at club hours." She sparkled more than Edward. No, not Edward Elric, mind you. The always staring 24/7 pale as fuck EDWARD CULLEN. The ONLY vampire in FMA is most likely Armstrong, unless he stole pixie dust, vampire sparkles, AND every pink dye in the world.
"YES! EVERYONE THINKS I'M WEIRD THINKING ABOUT THEM THAT WAY! Oh yeah," She grinned evilly, "Who do ya like? I'll tell you mine first. Nekowaza. Another reason why to join." She blushed heavily, then stared back at me with her cocoa brown eyes.
"Well?"
"Promise you won't tell ANYONE. Not even a rock."
"I promise! Best friends are like sisters! We bicker and fight, but we always look out for each other, no matter how much we hate each other!"
"I-It-It's...um, Hikaru. Hikaru Hitachiin." She gasped loudly, and then put her right pinkie out.
"I promise I won't tell ANYONE! I promise, promise, PROMISE!~" I linked my left pinkie with her right, then, at the same time, we chanted the phrase that sealed our promise.
"Pinkie promise! Cross my heart and hope to die, stick 1000 needles in my eye!" We even did hand motions! How childish is that?!
"Who do you have next?"
"I have...Home Economics with Mr. Watabe, then...I'm basically free!"
"Me too! Then I have art club, but I can skip half of it if I want, so...at 3:35, do you think the Black Magic Club is still going to be opened?"
"I think if we run there. I mean, they would let ANYONE in since they're SUPER lonely. It's worth a shot!"
"Okay then! It a plan! Explore the school while I'm in art club or something! Or...You can join the hos-" I clammed my hand over her mouth, and making a "what the hell are you thinking" face.
"No! It's a HOST CLUB, not a HOSTESS CLUB. Hey, that's an idea! Why not we make a HOSTESS CLUB?! I KNOW THE EXACT PERSON I NEED IN THIS CASE!" I whipped out my phone, called Renge because I don't want to walk, and I told her my idea.
"THAT'S WONDERFUL! I'LL MAKE PLANS WITH THE SUPERINTENDENT TO SEE IF WE CAN OPEN A CLUB, THEN WE HIRE PEOPLE, OR LADIES! EEEE! THIS IS GOING TO BE SOOOO MUCH FUN!" I giggled with her, and introduced her to her equally crazy person that's my friend. Let's just put a timeskip to avoid any squealing and fangirling complaints. Actually, I'll end this chapter here since AUTHOR LADY ain't doing nothing! Onto...stuff. I guess?
~Author's Note~
Hey, it's Maddie. You know, that crazy bitch's OC? Yeah, I'm filling in for her since she decided to abandon me, but NOT the story. She'll be back, I promise! Let's see...She left me a note saying that she's going to Arizona...blah blah stupid stuff...AHA! She said to do a Q&A while she's gone! So...I guess leave some questions about ANYTHING? And it also says...R&R? Whatever that means...and to review on her mistakes and comment about stuff? Anyways, before it gets TOO chaotic, onto TRANSLATIONS AND REFERENCES!~ Hehe...I'M NEVER SAYING THAT AGAIN.
~No translations. Makes my job easier.~
~References~
evil cotton farm owner (1)- supposed to be a reference to cotton farm owners that abuse their slaves back in the day...WHY DOES SHE PUT DEPRESSING STUFF IN HERE?!
The Wallflower (2)- a REALLY underrated anime that has 26 episodes, kinda like a gothic Ouran with a more realistic art style. except when drawing chibis, of course...
Oxygels (3)- REALLY REALLY EXPENSIVE LEAD PENS THAT COST $15 EACH. I still want one...
Otaku (4)- supposed to be a translation but I'm too lazy, the author lady bitch ain't here to boss me around. you guys already don't need this translated, anyways. :P
Tuba-Kun (5)- a mascot from Sound! (i.e. Hibike!) Euphorium!; really awesome soundtrack, anime released in 2014 or 15
Maes Hughes Mode (6)- something author bitch made up. really terrifying in my opinion if you ask me.
Armstrong Bear Hugs (7)- another torture device author bitch cunt made up.
Perfect Stunt Doubles For Belarus and Renge (8)- Belarus from Hetalia and Renge could be long-lost twins, based on their looks AND personality. at least in this fanfic author bitch toned down Renge's fangirlyness because it sickens her to write it.
Zest! Toothpaste (9)- an actual toothpaste that she made for an science experiment. also she made the slogan too.
Sakura Kiss (10)- if you don't know the song already, PAY ATTENTION TO THE CREDITS AT THE BEGINNING! ahem. I mean, it's OHSHC theme song.
Regina George (11)- from Mean Girls. with African Lindsay Lohan. and boob-fortune telling Amanda Seyfried. the worse you can get is a Godzilla cosplaying as Regina George. I'M NOT KIDDING.
Ikkaku with hair (12)- REALLY FREAKY LOOKING IF YOU ASK ME. DON'T BOTHER USING THE WEB TO LOOK AT THIS. A BLEACH REFERENCE. ANIME WITH DEMON KILLING TEENS AND WOMEN WITH BIG HONKA HONKAS.
So remember to R&R, comment on her mistakes, and leave some, or in this case, A LOT of QUESTIONS FOR THE Q&A. SHE SAYS THAT WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO DO MORE IF SHE KEEPS DISSAPPEARING LIKE THAT. Also...hey guys, come HERE! Get ready...
Everyone from OCs to the whole OHSHC Cast: 3...2...1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!~ *starts partying*
