I am remaking Such Fun because I have time due to Covid19. Feel free to check out the Original I made yonks ago. Wow, it has been a while since I have even touched this, let alone the Anime/Manga for OHSHC or even . So without further ado, I do believe the customary disclaimer is about to take place.

Disclaimer! I do not own OHSHC, the characters etc, I only own my OC's

My legs remained crossed under the large table that was the centerpiece of this much too big Dining Room, the table was marble and round, easily able to seat 12 people and all 12 of those people would be able to set their eyes open a Chandelier that has been passed down from our Victorian Era. The Chandelier was made of crystal that reflected light to the extent where it was like natural sunlight was shining down on us at all times. My eyes carried over to my Mother as she continued to eat like a proper woman.

How Tacky.

With those lips she has, she kisses Father. Lips of a cheater, unacceptable and just looking at her makes me want to upchuck the delicacies previously eaten. Unable to bear witness to the infidelity riddled body my mother had, I lay my fork down, dabbing my mouth with a napkin as both parents look at me.

"The sight of Mother sickens me, I must retire" I say as I slide my chair back, socks hitting the newly polished floor.

"You shouldn't speak to her that way" Father says as I lay my napkin on the table, it didn't have any emotion, it was just words.

"But she's so Tacky" I say distastefully as she shrinks into herself "Don't be daft, you've already spoiled dinner no need to retreat"

I'm Yamada Nemu, people usually call me Yamada-sama, close family friends and it's Yamada-san. If you didn't already guess, I live a lavish lifestyle, so do my Parents. You're probably wondering what the hell is going on with the previous conversation. Mother dearest has asked me to write my thoughts down instead of saying them, I think she saw it on a show.

So here I am Mother, writing how pitiful you are. How utterly pathetic you are, don't get me wrong you were once a wonderful woman, but it's when the sickened Gardener swept you away into your fantasy land. Congratulations. I respect you even less.

Putting the small pocket journal away I lay on my bed, as I watch a Servant close the curtains. Closing my eyes I smile to myself, oh dear Tamaki-chan, I shall claim you once again. I chortle again as I climb into bed and begin to sleep. Ahh these Egyptian Sheets are wonderful as I set my alarm.

""~+~""

Morning is such a bother, grabbing my Pocket journal I write the thought down before it goes. Pulling my socks off I slip white socks on, smelling like vanilla. Delightful. I had had a shower last night, so I could spring into action. Slipping into my Uniform I look in the mirror. I look amazing. Yamada Nemu, what is your secret?

Botox and a Boob Job. Cupping them I grin, hah, who says money can't buy happiness. I need to tend to my hair. Walking to my bathroom I stare in the mirror. I had an even skin tone to begin with so make up was minimal, brushing my hair, I put a spray through it as I write in my journal. I look great. Grabbing perfume I spray myself as I walk out of that place.

If I were to describe myself I'd say, a tan female, skin that glows the afternoon shimmer that surrounds a sunset, smoky oak eyes, the simple term brown doesn't do them justice and a great body thanks to dieting.

Walking down to the Elevator I hit down stairs as I stepped inside, there was a set of stairs, but hey, these heels I am in, on floors like these do make it difficult. Sipping some kind of green superfood slushie, I hug Father and Mother, it was out of some or little respect I had left. The Limo I use is one of the best, bullet proof and it has a bar inside. I'm also not shy to drink even if I am underage.

""~+~""

I like this driver, his name is Gin and he understands he can't talk to me. We finally do arrive at school as I get out. I could almost feel its gayness rubbing off on me. Jesus christ, send me to hell now, because that's where they're going too- So no, send me to Paradise. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the gays, I just don't endorse them and don't get off your high horse, I can have opinions. Strutting past every other loser, I arrive at the doors. Waiting as people snicker at me.

I never open doors for myself as I huff.

"Isn't anyone going to open it for me?" I ask as they scoff from behind me as I purse my lips "Fine, let this be a warning"

Stupidly this is one of the only entrances into the school, opening it, I turn locking it as I smile waving a gloved hand as I continue to my class. I can still hear their tacky spouts of anger. They had their chance. They will learn that I am the top Feline here.

They seemed surprised as I took a seat in the class, I'm not sure why. It was my seat after all or did they forget? The twins, the ones that look so alike that I couldn't care if they were the same person, if they wanted to be told apart they should try different styles, not the same. I know everyone here except her. The cross dressing drag. I don't really care, facing the front I start the day and it started okay.

At lunch, I was confronted by a few angry people, as they crowded. They seemed delirious, like dogs without a stick to play fetch with.

"What do you want?" I ask as I write my true thoughts down.

"You might have been top bitch, but not any more" little mouse squeaks as I chuckle.

"Oh little mouse" I bite my lip and laugh haughtily to myself "I'm not "Top bitch"

"Good" she says as I wrap my hand around her hair yanking down hard as she falls to her knees.

"You are and Dogs stay on the floor" I say with a sickly sweet grin as she tries to get up as I hold her head down "Bark little doggy, bark"

"Let go!" she shouts as her friends come to aid as I flick her forehead "Ow what the hell?!''

"Nothing darlings" I say as I use my foot to pressure her fingers "Just bark and this will be all over"

Her face went bright red as she parted those little lips of hers, her eyes cast down as I feel my heart beating in my chest, oh yes, this was it, this was the feeling I did enjoy.

"Bark bark~" her voice was shaky but it was an excellent performance as I pet her head, telling her what a good doggy she was before walking away.

You might think I am cruel. I am, but I am also rich and it doesn't matter where you go, rich outweighs justice. Welcome to the real world. It's not sunshine and rainbows. It's survival of the fittest and I will win. Speaking of surviving, how is Tamaki's little club coming along? I hope it's doing poorly, I really do.

I will do everything in my power to squash that tacky club and everyone in it just to get back at Tama-chan. Like my heart that he crushed. Buckle up Tamaki, because this time I won't just forget, no, there is no forgive or forget, there is only revenge.

I watch as he talks with his almost Boyfriend and School Husband, how I pity them. How I pity them indeed. I gather my books preparing to leave and go home, my eyes watching him and that new puppy he has. Ootori seemed to notice as I smile and wave, slipping my gloves back on.

Such Fun.