**Third Week of School**

Lare quickly walked into her first period, World Studies, sporting a newly forming bruise on her forehead. No one noticed of course, because she had slathered a crap load of concealer on her face before getting into the limo and driving off this morning.

She had been putting on her slightly oversized yellow sweatshirt when she realized she was going to be late if she didn't hurry, so she quickly pulled on a pair of blue jeans, styled her hair to look more boyish, and jammed on her black wire rimmed glasses before running down the stairs.

Although, this bruise was somewhat different from the others, because she had been hit with an IFS on her way down to the limo, Identified Flying Knife. Thankfully, instead of the kitchen knife stabbing her in the face, it turned to the side with the solid iron hilt and hit her smack in the middle of her forehead.

Yay. Thanks Whitey, although I'm sure that you missed your intended target, thanks. It's really great being called useless then having things thrown at you. Especially in the morning of the third week of high school.

But as strange as it sounded, Lare was getting used to these unprecedented attacks from her orphanage tormenters. It happened before high school, so what made her think it would just stop when she was actually in high school?

Shaking her head, she cleared those thoughts from her mind as she sat down next to the desk of, now her best and only friend, Haruhi.

She and Haruhi had grown close over the first couple of weeks, mostly due to the fact that they were the only commoners attending Ouran. They had the same classes and tried to blend in, but it was kind of difficult not to be noticed when you weren't wearing a mustard yellow dress or a periwinkle suit.

Lare was still waiting for her new uniform to come in because trying to patch up the old one was going to be like trying to give a kitten a bath, disastrous. Fortunately, it wouldn't cost any extra money to replace her suit because it had insurance already paid for it or something along those lines.

Lare set her stuff down at her desk in the back of the room and spotted Haruhi walking through the doors of the classroom. Lare sat down and wildly beckoned her over with spaztic hand motions, causing some heads to turn in her direction.

"Haruhi! C'mon… You walk so slow… My hypothetical grandmother can walk faster than you!" Lare whined while slouching in her seat, so no one could see her embarrassed blush for speaking out loud in front of her classmates. Lare was never loud, ever, or not that anyone had ever seen, heck if any words came out of her mouth most students would be surprised.

Haruhi scoffed as she made it to the back and set her stuff down with a slight bang. "You are so strange Lare" Haruhi said bluntly with a slight chuckle. The students went back to their mindless prattle, and that made Lare feel a million times better. She sat up and smiled her ten thousand mega-watt smile and they chatted for a while until their sensei came into the room and started class.

This was how most of their mornings started off, and since they had all of the same classes, they basically did everything together. Most of their classes dragged by slowly, and Lare and Haruhi were probably the only ones dutifully taking notes.

It seemed that most of the other students came to school to relieve boredom, not for the actual experience of learning.

'Rich bastards' Haruhi and Lare both thought as they worked on the group work assigned to them for World Studies that day.

Heck even the teachers were laid back, until they handed out homework because that was when they became strict for once. Not that homework was any problem for either of them, because most classes were generally easy at Ouran, probably because they were honor students, but then sometimes there were those classes that were hard, and for Lare it was Math.

```````` (Time skip to Math class which is also their last class)````````

"Haruhi~" Lare drawled out quietly, "Help me please?" she asked dragging out the first 'e' in please. While Lare and Haruhi sat in the back of the class, again, the rest of the students were ambling around and chatting with one another, being updated on the latest gossip and so on.

Lare slumped in her chair holding her head with her hands as her brain was slowly drained of all rational thoughts. Lare sighed quietly, math hated her, she hated math, so why did she have to take a whole freaking class dedicated to the idiotic subject? Math was Lare's hardest class and her brain probably looked like scrambled eggs from how hard she had been thinking.

Haruhi let out an exasperated sigh at her confused friend and quickly slid her paper across her desk so that Lare could give it a glance and see how to figure it out. As soon as Lare took one look at the paper she face planted onto her desk and groaned. She had been doing every one of her problems wrong!

"Math, why art thou a cruel bitch?" Lare moaned from her face planted position. Haruhi rolled her eyes, used to her friends' antics by now. "Well maybe you should have asked your caretaker to take Pre-Calculus on your online school." Haruhi said absentmindedly, while twiddling he pencil around with her thumb.

Oh yeah, Haruhi knew most of what Lare's home life was, except for the fact that she was beaten every day. Lare actually choked from laughter as she imagined what the Wardens face would have looked like if she had known that Lare was taking online classes. Much less Pre-Calculus!

Eventually when she couldn't stop choking Haruhi hit her on the back with the math textbook, and the once loud hacking noises turned into small hiccups. After she stopped making noises of the mouth, Lare rubbed her back painfully, "Damn Haruhi, did you really have to hit me that hard?" Lare asked squinting her eyes in fake pain behind her glasses.

Haruhi just laughed, blinked her doe eyes, and nodded before going back to her work. Eventually Lare did too and before they knew it, the bell was ringing. As they packed up their stuff Haruhi asked Lare if she wanted to come study with her.

"Hmm…" Lare contemplated how mad the Warden would be if she came back late and decided that she wouldn't be too mad, if Lare came through the window that is, "Of course I'll come! After all you really need to help me with this alphabet soup you call math." Lare responded shrugging on her satchel. They both laughed pleasantly as they made their way to the library.

As soon as they arrived there, they realized that the library was going to be a no go. It seemed as if all of the students spent their time gossiping, but they never would have expected all of them to be in the library of all places.

It soon seemed like there was nowhere quiet to study as they checked: The Lunchroom, The Libraries, The Gym, and The Courtyard, it was the same thing every time too. Students. Not doing anything worthwhile mind you, they just seemed to be talking and gossiping and telling everyone who heir daddy or mommy was.

Really it was starting to get annoying and Haruhi seemed to think so as well when she muttered, "Rich bastards" under her breath. At this, Lare laughed and said "Great. I'm not the only one who is thinking it then?"

Haruhi looked at Lare with a smirk, "Oh so you can think for yourself then!" She chuckled out while Lare flipped out. "Hey! Just because I'm quiet doesn't mean I don't think about things! No one plans a murder out loud ya know!" Lare yelled jokingly while jumping around Haruhi.

Haruhi stopped and petted Lare's hair for a second, "Alright little Lare no need to get your bouncy sunshine absorbing hair into a twist!" She called out from over her shoulder as she ran away from the, about to be, enraged blonde girl.

It took Lare exactly five seconds to figure out what Haruhi had said, but when she did she gripped her satchel tightly and ran like hell after Haruhi.

This nickname was given to her hair by the one and only, Haruhi. It was when they were walking around outside and the sun was shining brightly. Haruhi thought that one of the reasons why Lare's hair might be so bright is because her roots absorb sunlight. Therefore Haruhi now called Lare's hair sunshine hair, much to Lare's annoyance.

By the time Lare caught up to Haruhi she was huffing and puffing because, DAYUM, this school was bigger than she originally thought. When she did catch Haruhi she found her standing outside of one of the music rooms, 'Of course!' Lare thought, 'Most likely none of these rich people will have any musical talent whatsoever, so why not use the empty music rooms for studying?!'

She flicked Haruhi on the neck for her previous comment about her bright hair before the made their way to the doors of the music rooms.

Once were in front of the grand doors, they tried opening the first one, locked, the second one, locked, and then they found themselves in front of the music room number 3. "Oh please let this room be open!" They both said together.

Looking at each other, they placed their hands on the, probably solid gold, doorknob and opened it. Music started to play and rose petals came out of nowhere as they heard 6 mystical voices say the magic words.

"Welcome"

What had they gotten themselves into?

Authors note

Hey there guys! *dodges tomatoes* I'm so sorry for not updating this after so long! I actually don't have any excuses but I promise, I've seen the light! This story finally has some sort of plot in my mind! I will try to update quicklyer, yes it's a word, and I hope you guys enjoyed this *Cough*filler*cough* Chapter.