Lovely Wishes

Summary: With all the pollution and city lights in the air, you can't see the stars. So, just wish on an airplane. It'll carry your wish for you; first class. Even if it's "just" about a boy you like. One-Shot Series. OC's Accepted!

Rating: These Will All Be Rated T Just 'Cause I Love Taffy~

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Ouran. I Do Not Own Your OCs. I Just Own My Own Writing And Stories.

What The Radio Says: "Airplanes" By B.O.B And Hayley

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Title: Thousand Years: Luna Clipse: By VioletAssassian

Summary Of Chapter: Luna has had a bit of a hard life, but she still tries very hard. Perhaps that was the reason why Kaylee Kimball & her friends took an interst? Or maybe, Luna isn't as good as hiding her true feelings as she thought she was?

Paring: OC Friendship Mostly~

Theme: Romance, Humor

Song Of The Chapter: "A Thousand Years" By Christina Perri

Notes: (To VioletAssassian) I liked Luna, but I hope you don't mind that I altered her relationship with her brother. I'm sorry, but she was bullied just WAY too much. Other then that, she was great & thanks for submitting. ^^ I had lots of fun with this (even if there is no OC/Kaoru, mostly just OC friendship XD"), I think I did really well, & I hope you enjoy it! :D

(To Everyone; I have a LOT of stuff to go over, so I'm going to do it like this:)

1) I have a new OC to add to the family~ MEET LEO-TARD! :D He's not mentioned a lot in this chappie, but he probably will soon. ^^

2) One of my non-writer friends told me that Kaylee reminds her of a female/Brittish version of Tamaki! (well, actually, she said she was like the daughter of Tamaki and Hikaru, which is impossible, and she hates Hikaru somewhat so like yeah XD") At first I laughed this off, but then, as I looked over past chapters & wrote this one—I realized she was right! Kaylee is a lot like Tamaki, especially when it comes to her friends… Think about it! You know I'm right! ;D
… TAMAKI HAS A FEMALE TWIN /killed/ XDDD

3) I killed like THREE birds with one stone for this story, which will explain why it's so long. People kept requesting their OC's reappearance (with the exception of Deanna whose back in America by the time-line here… XD") or all the OCs getting together, so here it is! Plus it's also mainly about Luna, so there's my third! XD

4) This writing style is not really new to me, I use it a lot for poetry (YES I DO DO POETRY) because my usual writing style is more funny and easier/shorter to write. This is one of the few times you'll see it, so don't worry. The next OC chapter will be back to normal. XD

*The sister thing is a reference to what Kaylee refers to her friends (only female) as her sisters. When/If she ever gets a close guy friend, she may or may not call him her brother. Also, I made Kaylee the "cute, little" sister type because in my mind Kaylee is the image of a cute/annoying little sister that everybody can't help but love for who-knows-why. XD

*ALSO WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME I WAS SPELLING KONOSHO/KANAKO'S NAME WRONG? HOW DID I EVEN MESS THAT UP? UGH… OTL* (I'll edit it later. XP)

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Luna didn't like people.

Well, that wasn't that she hated people, but she was just very introverted and didn't trust them. After the death of her father when she was 3, the way-too-many absences of her mother, and the ignorance of her from her elder brother, she just stopped wanting to be cared for by people. She didn't want them to worry. Luna would always smile, always, because she wanted them to think she was okay with everything, but she wouldn't let them get close. They might see the cracks in her mask, and she didn't want that.

So, she became the invisible girl. The girl you didn't realize was in your class until you had passed around yearbook to everyone else. The girl who was there but just… ignored? Invisible? No word seems to fit it justice.

But then everything changed during her brother's last year of collage. He has readjusted his glasses, seated in the front of the dining table since his father was dead and his mother was never present, before he spoke.

"I think it would be good for you to transfer to Ouran."

Luna's fork clattered onto the table in reply. After more then 10 years of eating dinner in silence, 10 years of ignoring her presence—the first thing he talks about her directly is that he wants to strip her of her environment and place her into a new one. It was like placing a penguin in the Sarah desert.

But what excuse did she have? 'What about my friends? Are you trying to ruin my social life!' She had no friends. She knew people who were polite and tolerated her existence, but they wouldn't notice it if she was gone. 'What about my grades? They may very well fall apart at Ouran!' Her grades were amazing in that class, the only thing she had problems with was the fact that she had nothing to do, so she'd read the textbooks ahead of the rest of the class. She knew every textbook cover-to-cover by now. 'Why are you talking to me now? No 'did you have a nice day at school?' but an 'I want you to transfer'? What the h*ll?' She couldn't say that. Luna was polite. Luna was obedient. Luna was a china-doll, a girl where her feelings didn't matter as long as she didn't disgrace anyone. Luna was okay with everything and anything that happened to her.

"…Yes, big brother."

"Don't call me that, it's too friendly. Call me Mr. Clipse. We've been over this."

What happened to that boy in the photographs? The one that'd be showing off his Superman action figure and his Darth Vader helmet off to his little sister? The one who was raising his fists towards the sky as he sat on his father's shoulder? Who was jumping on the bed, challenging the photographer to a pillow-fight? What happened to Henri Patrickson Clipse?

"Yes, Mr. Clipse."

It didn't matter. Luna was Luna. And Luna would do whatever Mr. Clipse wanted her to.

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The next day, she put on the yellow dress, tied on the maroon bow, and attached on the brown loafer to her feet, her hands holding her belongings in a briefcase-like bag. She brushed off every wrinkle, every wrong fold, every knot in her hair…

And then she turned, smiled politely at no one in particular, and walked out the door and into the private school known as Ouran Academy.

And then she ran into her, and that was where her so-called "trobules" began.

It was a girl with a mullet-like hair-style, which contrasted deeply with her yellow school uniform. Immediately the fellow classmate stood up and clasped her hands together in apology, "I am so sorry! I didn't mean to run into you, I swear to God!" She glared at a nearby group of girls and a man who was somewhere around his late teens or early 20s as he leaned against a black limo, "BUT LEO-TARD PUSHED ME!"

The man dressed with messy black hair which was tied into a loose ponytail reaching his waist, as if he had yet to comb it, while still wearing his pajamas of a Pokemon t-shirt and plaid sweatpants, turtle-shell glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled and waved.

"Sorry~ My hand slipped~" he blinked, as if just realizing something, tears rolled down his face, "Toni~! I'm not a 'tard'! Take that back…!"

"YOU ARE SO A TARD, LEO-TARD! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT TONI COULD'VE DIED! IF YOU HAD PUSHED ME INTO THE STREET, AS SOON AS I'D GET OUTTA' THE HOSPITAL, I'D HAVE A RIGHT TO SUE YOU, LEO-TARD!" A nearby girl, this one with long brown hair and big blue eyes (making her look more lolita then the average girl) glared daggers at the man

"Toni" sweat-dropped, muttering something about it not being THAT bad…, before turning back to Luna and offering to help her up.

"Hey, my name's Toni of class 2B." She reffered to the other girls, pointing to them one at a time.

Toni pointed at the girl with short brown hair and brown eyes, "That's Kanako of class 1B." A girl with black hair who was clutching a book tight onto her chest. "Jasmine, but we call her Jazzy." A girl dressed in the male's uniform with blue hair, "Freeda." She pointed at the 'Rights-Girl', "And Kaylee, they're all in class 1B too." And then she pointed at the male, "Oh, and that's Kaylee's tutor, Leonardo, but we all call him Leo-tard."

"Hello~!" Leo waved at the sound of his name before growing a deadpan face, new tears rolling down his cheeks as he sobbed, "Toni! You're such a meanie! I'm not a tard! And my name is Leo…!"

"…Yeah, he's apparently super smart but, eh, not right in the head. Sorry."

Kaylee swooped down, "Yup! Sorry about my weirdo tutor, new-girl!"

"KAYLEE!" Kanako scolded, "You ask for her name, you don't just up and give her one!"

"Okay, new-girl, what's your name?" Everyone sweat-dropped at how the girl only seemed to hear half of what Kanako just said.

"N-New-girl is fine—" Luna stuttered

"No it's not, what do you take us for, rich snobs?" Freeda snapped her gum, smirking

"M-My name is Luna Clispe…"

"LUNA! LIKE IN HARRY POTTER? ARE YOU RELATED TO HER? IS HARRY REALLY THAT HOT?" Leo looked at her, his smile wide and enthusiastic, but made him look retarded (which I assure you, against all evidence, Leo is not XD)

"Er… n-no… Isn't Harry Potter just a story…?"

Leo bent down next to the limo, making strips out of a book, "No… No Hogwarts is not fictional… An-And neither is Spongebob... …But Twilight is, though…"

"LEO-TARD! GIVE JAZZY BACK HER BOOK & STOP MAKING HAMSTER HOMES LIKE TAMAKI-THE-WEIRD-PERV' DOES!" Kaylee ordered as Jazzy tried to retrieve her book of 'Gone With The Wind', "SHE HAS A RIGHT TO READ HER OWN BOOK, YOU KNOW!"

And, like any other sane person, Luna ran away.

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Then she realized, just as school started and she had finally found her class that THERE WAS NO ESCAPING THESE GIRLS (the tutor, yes, apparently he left in the limo). She had class 1B and 4/6 of the people she had been introduced to (counting Leo) had the same class.

"Ohmigawd, look, it's Luna!" Freeda smiled, pointing as she talked with the three other girls. Almost immediately, Kaylee stood up on her chair (even if she was on the other side of the room, she was noticeable enough for Luna to see her without doing that), waving with a charming smile, "LUNA, LUNA DARLIN', COME HERE!" her outburst causing all to stare.

Luna hung her head down, her face beat red, and she hurried over there, just so Kaylee would stop shouting. As they talked to each other, they were loud, they were noticeable, and though they would invite Luna into the conversation, she always declined as she kept trying to get away.

Too close, too close. They might see her cracks, too close, too close...!

But they wouldn't let her go. She had no idea how, but it was like that, the group had unwrapped like a present on Christmas Day, and there went Luna the Invisible. It was impossible to wrap her back up now, make her back into exactly what she was before.

They could ALL see her now.

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These girls wouldn't let her go anywhere…! Luna shivered, clutching onto her wool coat tighter. They made her come into their group, but Luna didn't understand it. Wh-Why? She wasn't any different from her last school! Why did they care? Why weren't they letting her go?

It didn't make sense; Luna was still Luna. Luna was obedient. Luna was polite. Luna was invisible. Luna had no friends. But Luna was alright! Luna—was—alright! But th-these girls…!

Luna had finally had enough when 3 of them (Toni, Freeda, & Kanako) forced another 3 (Kaylee, Jazzy, & Luna, herself) to go into this… this HOST club! She had already been having a bad day, her brother pestering her again about her school, her teachers pestering her for her homework, and-and this group of girls who wouldn't leave her alone! An-And there was this blonde who kept calling her a princess and wouldn't leave her alone, complimenting her, making her feel insecure…! An-And this little boy who turned out to be older then her that kept interrupting whatever she was doing to ask if she wanted cake, th-this man with glasses and this really tall man who both watched Luna like they didn't trust her, studying her, like she was a bug underneath a microscope, making her paranoid! These two twins that kept teasing her, making her cheeks become flannel red or-or becoming indecent and flirting with each other…! This wasn't Luna! Luna didn't go to places like this! So when Kaylee started doing small-chat with her, no one else bothering them for the moment, Luna finally broke.

She threw up the table, knocking the items, Kaylee, and her chair onto the floor, covering her in tea and icing.

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I-I'M OKAY! I REALLY AM! I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" she yelled, "I—AM—OKAY! I DON'T REMEMBER EITHER OF THEM, AN-AND I DON'T CARE ABOUT MY BROTHER…!" she was crying now, yelling things out of the blue that no one here knew about her (her father's death, her mother's disappearance, and her brother…), "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?"

Instead of yelling at her, for the stains, for the outburst, for her kidness, for… for anything, Kaylee just spoke with a smile.

"We won't leave you alone, because we can tell you're hurting Luna."

Luna's wet eyes became wide.

She giggled, not like it was funny, but that Luna was being silly for not noticing, "Even though we haven't known each other for long, we aren't like the regular rich stereotyped snobs.

"We're your friends, we care about you. Even if you don't."

She looked down at her stained clothing, as if what she had just said was as simple and as obvious as saying that the sky was blue, "…By the way, does anyone have a towel?"

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So, all in all, Luna didn't like most people. Or well, she used to.

She smiled wider as she felt one of these people, her friends, grab her hand, pulling her towards the rest of the group, though it was still soft and small like a terrified rabbit, scared of nothing and everything.

The group included the second year of class A, Toni Carroll. The "Dependable Party" Sister type*. First year of class B, Kanako Kasugazaki. The "Big, Friendly" Sister type. First year of class B, Jasmine/Jazzy Winters. The "Smart, Reliable" Sister type. First year of class B, Freeda McDales. The "Protective Tomboy" Sister type. And of course, Kaylee Kimball, first year of class B, the "Little, Cute" Sister type, who somehow had brought them all together.

"Baka!" Freeda scolded, her hands rubbing together for warmth, "Don't stand out in the rain! You'll catch your death by the cold!"

"I-I'm sorry…" Luna murmured before being interrupted, "D-Don't be Luna-chan! Blame this f*cking weather!"

"M-My driver should be here an-any minute…" Kanako shivered

"He better!" Toni frowned, Kaylee adding onto her statement as she referred down to her damp clothes, her hand firmly around Luna's, "WHY did we HAVE to have open-halls? I DEMAND THE RIGHTS OF CLOSED-HALLS!"

They all raised their fists high, "Hear, hear!" Before bursting into giggles.

Luna liked her friends—

The crowd, still laughing, huddled together for warmth while continuing to wait for Kanako's driver to come and take them to the mall (even if a few of them *coughYOUKNOWWHOcough* didn't like the idea of trying/buying new clothes, there were still plenty of video games and toys to be played with). Luna blushed slightly at the closeness as the group continued making jokes, smiling, always pushing her to jump into the conversation, to not be left out. Luna burst out laughing, leaning on the person to her right (Freeda)'s shoulder; she had missed the smiles and the laughter, having been neglected of the joyous gifts for so long… She wasn't Luna anymore, she was a new, stronger, better Luna now.

So, no Luna didn't, Luna didn't like her friends.

She loved them with all of her heart.