Chapter 1: Today, You Become a Host!

This place is amazing! She'd never seen a school this big before. Not even the private ones back in the states. How the hell did her parents manage to afford sending her to Japan as an exchange student? To a private academy on top of that! Something about the whole situation never fully made sense to her, but she didn't question it. Here she was walking the halls in one of the most prestigious high schools in Japan! Who is she you might ask? She is 16 year old Samantha Jaxon, a second year exchange student from America.

When her parents brought it up to her this past summer she could hardly believe it. Of course she said yes! Who wouldn't want to go to a foreign country for a year to study? They got her enrolled and everything set for her trip. She even got to get into contact with her host family: the Fujioka's. It's a father and a daughter. Her host sister is a first year student. When the two girls finally met in person it was like they've known each other for years. Ranka was also very excited to be getting another daughter.

Ranka has been an amazing host father so far! He's been Samantha's support from the beginning. He even insisted on accompanying her to her school orientation just to be sure she had everything she needed. Haruhi was there for a little bit, but she had to run off to her classes. Samantha won't officially start until tomorrow. She's a few weeks behind, but she'll catch up.

"Okay, so the only thing we have left to do is get your uniform," Ranka said while checking the last thing off of his list. "Since it's late in the day the school's tailor had already gone home. However, they left the room unlocked for us. You can just grab whatever size you think will fit and they can tailor it to your proper size tomorrow if it's too big."

"Thank you, Ranka. I'll be back in a few minutes," Samantha smiled at her host dad before entering the uniform room.

Samantha's eyes were bombarded with colors of yellow and blue. The left side was all bright yellow dresses for the women, and the right side was all blue jackets, with matching ties, shirts, pants, etc. for the men. Sam stared horrified at the yellow side of the room. She was not going to be caught dead wearing those yellow dresses. Haruhi didn't wear one so why should she?

Samantha strutted over to the men's section and grabbed a couple of uniforms she knew would be close to her size. That God the tailor was gone for the day otherwise she would probably had to fight tooth and nail not to wear those yellow dresses. Sam came out with an arm full of garment bags. Ranka quickly took them from her.

"Alright kiddo, do you want to stay and explore your school or do you just want to head straight home?"

"Do you think Haruhi is still here? I think I might go hunt her down and hang out with her until she heads back home," Sam said.

"I'm sure she's still here. Probably hanging out with host club boys," he said through gritted teeth.

"Oh! Her after school club! I remember her telling me about something like that. I'm going to go hunt her down. Thank you Ranka!" Samantha waved as she ran down the hall.

"You girls stay out of trouble," he yelled back with a smile.

Now to just find this Host Club. Samantha spotted some girls excitedly walking down the hall. Samantha put on her southern charm and approached them.

"Hey ladies! Do you by chance know where the host club is?"

The two girls looked Samantha up in down. No doubt judging her for wearing her ranch jeans, cowboy boots, and just a plain black t-shirt.

"Music room 3," one girl said while the other pointed her thumb behind her.

"Thanks ladies!"

Down the hall Samantha could see a sign that read music room 3 above the door. She grinned as she ran towards it. She didn't even hesitate to throw the door open and go inside. Instantly she was bombarded with a sweet fragrance along with rose petals being blown in her direction. She swatted them away to clear her vision.

The room was obnoxiously pink. The walls, the ceiling, even the floors! Soft romantic music was playing in the background along with distant squeals from some girls across the room. There were 6 boys entertaining the girls along with -

"Haruhi," Samantha shouted out in excitement once she spotted her host sister.

Haruhi turned from a tall blonde haired boy and grinned when she saw me. "Hey Sam!"

Samantha charged for her sister and enveloped her in a tight hug. "Ya girl's officially a student at Ouran Academy!"

"You got your uniform and everything," Haruhi asked.

"Yup!" Samantha beamed.

"That's awesome! Too bad we won't be in any of the same classes together," Haruhi said.

Someone cleared their throat behind me.

"Haruhi, aren't you going to introduce me to your beautiful friend here," the tall blonde man said.

Samantha had to crane her neck back to get a good look at this man, and he was gorgeous! She had never seen anyone with purple eyes before.

"Senpai, this is my host sister from America, Samantha Jaxon. She's also a second year. Samantha, this is -"

"René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine Suoh," he spoke his name with a heavy french accent before grabbing Sam's hand and kissing her knuckles. "But you can just call me Tamaki. I am the king of this host club. The pleasure is all mine to meet a princess as stunning as you are."

The girls in the room all squealed, wishing they were in Samantha's boots right now. A light blush dusted her face since she's never really had this kind of attention from a boy before.

"Uh… Thank you. It's nice to meet you too."

"Haruhi! Why didn't you tell daddy you had a sister!"

Samantha choked on her own spit at the comment. She was completely stunning by this man. She then turned to her host sister.

"Did he just refer to himself as-"

"Yeah, he does that sometimes," Haruhi quickly stated.

While the two girls spoke the tall blonde gathered the other hosts to meet Haurhi's new sister.

"Oh honey, I wouldn't mind calling him daddy myself," Samantha spoke while giving Haruhi a shit eating grin.

Haruhi's face turned completely red when she understood what Sam meant.

"Sam!" She chastised her sister loudly.

"I'm only playing!" Samantha laughed at her sister.

"Did we hear something about playing? We love to play," Two voices spoke at the same time as two red haired boys slithered in front on Samantha.

"I'm Hikaru -"

"And I'm Kaoru."

"We're the Hitachiin Twins," they spoke simultaneously. "Would you like to play a game?"

"No she would not! You two devils leave her alone," Tamaki attempted to shoo them away.

Samantha suddenly felt a small amount of weight on her back. She turned her head to see a smaller blonde boy.

"Sammi-chan! I'm Mitskuni Haninozuka, and that's Takashi Morinozuka! Would you like some cake?" He asked her in the sweetest voice.

"I love cake, but nothing will ever beat my mamaw's homemade apple pie," Samantha said with a smile.

"Apple pie!? That sounds super yummy! Will you make it for me sometime, Sammi-chan?"

Samantha laughed at how childish this kid was. "I can give it my best shot."

Hani-senpai excitedly jumped off of Samantha's back and onto Mori-senpai. "Did you hear that Takashi? Sammi-chan is going to make us apple pie!"

"Mmm," is all Mori-senpai said.

Samantha slowly started to back away from the group getting a little overwhelmed by all of the attention. She wasn't paying much to where she was going and bumped into a girl behind her. This caused the girl to lose her balance and drop her teacup. Samantha gasped and quickly turned around. Luckily she had semi-fast reflexes and grabbed the girl before she could fall. This placed them in an odd position. Samantha's left hand was on the girl's lower back while her right hand was between the girl's shoulder blades. Samantha was leaning over the girl as she was slightly dipped backwards from falling.

The girl gazed up at Samantha with confusion and sparkle in her eyes. Samantha pushed some of the girl's hair out of her face with the hand that was between the shoulder blades.

"Are you okay, peach," Samantha asked the girl.

The girl's face turned beat red and she began to stutter. "Y-yeah! Thank you…"

"It's Samantha, but you can call me Sam," she said with a charming smile.

The peanut gallery of girls all squealed, "Moe!"

Samantha righted the girl and herself up to a normal stance.

"Another natural I see," a man with black hair and glasses spoke with a devious smile while writing something in a notebook.

"No one can resist the powers of moe! As your manager I demand that you hire her," a loud auburn haired girl yelled.

"Renge, this is a host club -" Tamaki began.

"The first hostess at Ouran! Ah! This will be so exciting! It'll bring in a lot more guests," Renge squealed.

"Renge's right, Tamaki. Not only is Samantha an exchange student, but being the first hostess of the club will be sure to bring in quite the crowd."

Tamaki gave a soft growl before standing up straight and pointing directly at Samantha. "Fine! But I will be the one to properly train her!"

"What! Don't I get a say in this?" Samantha protested.

Tamaki then grabbed Samantha and held her close to his chest.

"Have no fear, Samantha! Your daddy is here," Tamaki explained.

Samantha let out a loud laugh. "Bless this country!"