Okay, CHAPPIE 4!

I own nothing that Bisco Hatori owns. It's sad I don't. I wish I did. Well, I do own all the girls, so that's good!

Lacey: Yes, yes.

Rosalie: Please move on.

Fine. CHAPTER 4!

Chapter 4: The First Day: Part 1

Kaoru POV.

"Lord?" I asked, patting Tamaki's back.

"Milord?" Said Hikaru, kind of punching Tamaki's shoulder.

"KIINGGG?" Hikaru and I yelled in Tamaki's ear. He didn't move. That biker chick must've really said something frightening to him to get him to turn to stone. Even Haruhi can't do that.

"LORD?" I shook him harder. He just fell to the ground and twitched. I saw his mouth beginning to move and I put my ear near his face so I could hear him better,

"He's a girl… he's a girl…" I heard him mumble.

"Ehh," I looked at Hikaru,

"Just like Haruhi, I know." Hikaru nodded.

"GUYS!" I heard a voice yell. I turned around to see the girl from before yelling over the rail. "I'll be right there!" I looked down at the gates and saw three girls with their arms slung around their shoulders looking up at the girl in surprise. I took a closer look at the three girls by the gates and stared at their clothing.

The girl with glasses and striking emerald green eyes, had dark brown wavy hair which the girl had pulled up into a neat, high ponytail, with a few stray hairs curling by her cheeks. The girl wore a white collared shirt with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She wore a short, small black tie along with black skinny jeans that were a little worn down at the knees and artfully ripped at her left shin. Her shoes were black converse with bright red laces. She also had a small brown satchel on her shoulder with what looked suspiciously like the corner of a laptop poking out the top.

To the girl's right were two auburn haired girls who were both the same height. The girl in the middle wore white Capri's, a striped grey and black shirt, and light blue Vans shoes. She had warm chocolate eyes, and her straight auburn hair was swiped to one side, reaching just below her shoulder. She had a black messenger bag slung on her left shoulder that looked nearly empty.

Finally on the left was the other auburn haired girl. She had bangs that reached her eyes and her slightly wavy hair was as long as the girl who was in the middle of the group. She wore a black fedora and a grey hoodie that had an orange and yellow colored sunset on it. On her feet were white Nike shoes; the trademark check in light blue, the same color as her jean shorts. She also had a pair of headphones around her neck.

I was just beginning to wonder who they were when Hikaru interrupted my thoughts.

"Eh, who are they?" He asked.

"How am I supposed to know?" I asked back. I was about to continue with a smart remark when the chick from before ran to the three girls and hugged them. When she pulled back I took a closer look at her, but all I could see was that she wore dark blue jeans and a leather jacket.

"Think they're new?" I asked Hikaru

"I don't really care," He said turning back to the King, "Let's just get Tamaki to un-freeze or we won't be able to have any fun with him during lunch." I nodded and grinned mischievously, and pulled Hikaru to Tamaki's face and counted down from three fingers.

"KINGGG!" The two of us yelled at the same time.

Rosalie POV.

"Anything important you want to tell us?" I asked Alex after she broke the group hug we were having.

"Nah," She shrugged. "Nothing important."

"Sure?" Lacey asked grinning at Alex,

"Yeah."

"Sure, SURE?" I grinned widely at Alex and leaned forward.

"Yes I'm SURE!" Alex firmly into my face.

"Okay!" Lacey grinned sweetly.

"Alright then," Avery said with a smile, "Let's go see the chairman!" Lacey and I cheered happily. Suddenly the four of us turned our heads when we heard a loud:

"KINGGG!" We saw two redheaded twins yelling at some blond boy on the ground. Used to the weird things that happened in school due to us living in America, the four of us shrugged, slung our arms around each other's shoulders and walked towards our future school.

"Here are your schedules for the rest of the year." The Chairman of Ouran handed each of us a sheet of paper from across his big desk.

"Thank you, Chairman Suoh," Lacey said with one of her winning smiles.

"OOHH, YOU'RE SO SWEET!" He cooed, putting his hands to his face. Lacey blushed and he smiled at her kindly. "You will have to buy your uniforms soon too, children."

"How much are the uniforms sir?" I asked softly. Yeah, I get a little shy around older people, but the Chairman seemed very kind.

"300,000 yen," My eyes widened just a little bit, and I nodded my head to hide my shock. What kind of uniform costs 3,000 bucks?

"Sir," Avery began to say, "I would just like to ask something, if I may," She looked at the Chairman and he nodded,

"Please continue my dear," he said, gesturing towards Avery.

"If, I could sir," She began again, "Must we wear the uniforms? I mean, we like wearing our own clothes..." She stared at him with her 'you-cannot-resist-my-beautiful-puppy-like-eyes-so-you-will-do-what-I-want' stare. I know Avery, and I know that she's EVIL. She's manipulative and pure EVIL under the sweet, crazy teenager façade she puts up most of the time. It's quite something.

"Well…" The Chairman began to fidget a little bit under Avery's stare.

"Our clothes are also a way of expressing ourselves, which in turn helps our musical ability." She kept using her stare on the Chairman, who kept fidgeting.

"Well, if it helps with your scholarship…" he paused. "We could make an exception."

"Thank you very much sir." Said Avery with a huge grin splashed across her face.

"Oh… oh, oh don't mention it dear," The Mr. Suoh blushed and waved his hand up and down. "Now, why don't you go and explore the school a little bit. You can check your schedule and attend a class today if you wish, but it isn't necessary."

"We will sir," Alex said standing up. The rest of us followed suit. "Nice to meet you sir." She stuck out a hand and the Chairman shook it.

As soon I had closed the door to the office behind us shut, we had a totally awesome and cooltastic group hug. Together as a huge lump of female humans and clothes, we jumped up and down, squealing.

"Okay!" Avery stumbled back and shoved her glasses up her nose again. "OKAY! OKAY!" She pulled out her schedule and unfolded it. "Since its nearly the third block of the day, we might as well attend a class today, only one though." We sighed.

"Yeah, I guess," I said gloomily. There was no real point in arguing with Avery.

"Check your schedules." We all pulled out ours.

"We've got-" I began, looking at Lacey's schedule.

"History. Class 1A" Lacey finished for me, I smiled.

"I have… ew, world studies. Class 3A." Alex grimaced.

I laughed, "L.O.L." I said.

"Oh, shut up you." She glared at me. It definitely was not as creepy as Avery's.

"I've got Math. Class 2A." Avery shrugged. She didn't mind math…

"Okay guys," Alex said, clapping her hands, "At the end of our classes why don't we meet in the library. Then we'll do something fun!" Alex rubbed her hands mischievously.

"Hey! Being mischievous-" Lacey complained,

"Is our job!" I finished for Lacey.

"Oh, just shut up and go to class…" Alex said shoving the three of us forward.

"Yeah, yeah," Avery stumbled forward and started walking without another word. Typical.

"Okay!" I grabbed Lacey's arm and turned around. Waving, I said, "See you later at the library." And then Lacey and I were off to meet our new class mates.

Alex POV.

I walked. And walked. Just, walked.

I'd probably walked for 5 minutes, but it definitely felt like hours. The school was so freakin' BIG! As I walked past a stairway that I thought looked suspiciously like the one I'd passed before, I heard the bell tolling. CRAP! Have to get to class! I thought, breaking into a run. As I was running like an idiot, I randomly looked up in the hopes I would pass my class. I didn't expect to so I didn't stop running, until I realized, I had passed my class. Quickly turning backwards I stopped in front of the correct door. I took a deep breath and readied myself for what tortures could happen in my first class, and without hesitation, I opened the huge door.

When I opened the doors no one looked up. And then one by one, every single head looked up and stared at me as I walked into the room. Everyone had been chatting before I came into the room, but now, there was silence, and I froze, freaked a little bit. It's not like I don't like silence, it was just that everyone was staring. Creepily. Finally forcing myself to move I hid my head and sat down in a random seat near the middle. Steeling myself, I dropped my bag on the floor and took out a book; my favorite, The Mercenary. I liked it because it was… me, my life. I could relate to it, and understand it.

When I put my elbows on the table and put my book in front of my face to hide from all the stares, I suddenly felt all the air rush out of my lungs. All I could see was pink. Something also smelled… like cake.

"Can't… breatheee…!" I gasped, when I suddenly felt the air return to my oxygen-deprived lungs. Gasping, I turned my head up to see a little blond boy… floating. And grinning widely at me. I smiled back,

"Hi Mitsukuni," I said quietly. I asked, "What are you doing here?"

Still smiling, (and floating) he answered, "I go to school here!"

"You're in…?" I stammered, confused. I tried to understand how such a boy could be in his third year. He looked like an elementary student. I tried. I failed. Giving up I just accepted the fact and sighed, "Never mind."

"Alex-chan," he said, STILL floating, "Are you in our class?"

"It seems so," I began, until I realized something. "What do you mean, 'our'?"

"Oh!" Mitsukuni's eyes widened, and he pointed up. "This is Takashi!"

I followed his finger with my eyes and saw that someone was holding Mitsukuni. And he was very tall. Very… tall… "Hiya… Takashi…" I said to the grey eyes that were staring at me intently. "I'm… Alex."

"Takashi," Mitsukuni continued, "This is the girl who fixed Usa-chan!"

"Ah." He said, his face blank. Is that all you're going to say? I thought glumly about this 'Takashi', but when I looked at his face, his eyes, I saw the rest of the sentence. It sounded like: 'Nice to meet you, thank you for fixing Mitsukuni's stuffed rabbit. You seem nice.' I took it upon myself to answer back. I probably looked like an idiot anyways.

"Nice to meet you too, Takashi. And, fixing up Mitsukuni's rabbit was nothing…" I looked down, hoping I hadn't made a fool of myself. I probably had, but when I looked up again his face was, kindly curious, and I smiled shyly. He smiled back. My brain died. Suddenly the door opened and I looked up, and spotting the sensei walking into the room, I put down my book and prepared for the rest of the class.

Avery POV.

I found my class quickly. It was easy because I'd looked at a map of the school when I'd researched the school and most of its students. Let's just say that I like to be prepared. When I opened the doors, I didn't expect to see anyone in it, so I was surprised when I saw two people in it, sitting at two desks, talking. I recognized them both instantly, thanks to my research from before.

I decided to ignore them and began to walk forward to find a seat when felt someone grabbing my hand. I looked up and saw that one Suoh Tamaki was latching onto my hand.

"What are you doing here princess? Princesses a beautiful as you usually have many friends to be with at this time," He asked, bending down and kissing my hand. Suddenly he reached up with his free hand to cup my chin, and whispered softly to me, leaning way to close. "Or did you just wish to see me, alone?" I didn't like it. I do like my personal space though.

"I'm here to attend class," I said, subtly taking my hand out of his and pushing my glasses further up my nose. I walked around him and tried to find a seat, taking my time. "And I suggest you do not do that again or I will disembowel you." I didn't turn around. I finally choose a seat next to a certain bespectacled second year student I recognized as Ootori Kyouya. I saw Tamaki twitching in the corner a little bit.

"Avery Wolf, I assume?" The Ootori asked, smiling. I looked at him closely, and I realized, the smile was fake. It did not reach his eyes. Or the rest of his body. "A pleasure to meet you."

"Is it really that bad to meet me, Mr. Ootori?" I asked turning to him. It definitely gave me great pleasure to see his shocked (even if it was hidden) expression. It was hard to see, but it was there, I saw it in his face.

The Ootori gave me another one of those weird fake smiles and raised an eyebrow at me. "What would give you that impression Ms. Wolf?" He asked,

"I don't know," I said frowning, and warily watching the Suoh as he inched his way towards me. (or was it towards Kyouya?) "Maybe it was the fake smile, or the bored body language." I continued smugly.

Tamaki finally spoke, looking very distressed, "Dis… disembowel?" Blondie stuttered, still inching closer to me. "Do you even know what that means princess? A princess shouldn't say things like that!" I was about to answer when a certain someone sitting next to me answered instead.

"I believe she does know what 'disembowel' means Tamaki. And not only does she know what it means, but she knows full well how to." Tamaki flinched at this knowledge and suddenly he was sitting in the corner… growing mushrooms. I shook my head and thought, Idiot. I smiled at the poor boy and stood up, sticking out my hand.

"Avery, Avery Wolf." I introduced myself the American way. "Nice to meet you," I smiled genuinely.

Tamaki took my hand and shook it, albeit weakly. Then he smiled. A nice big, kind, genuine smile. I liked it. Bowing grandly, he introduced himself. "Suoh Tamaki,"

"I know that." I answered, smiling.

"And what else do you know," Kyouya spoke and I turned to my right. He was standing. "Ms. Wolf."

Was that a challenge? I grinned slyly. I love a nice challenge. I went over what I knew about the Ootori family in my head. It seemed like a good amount, so I started to speak. "I know your name is Ootori Kyouya. Part of the Ootori Family group. Your blood type is AB and you are seriously cranky when you wake up. You are Japanese. You are also the…" I paused, trying to find the right word that wouldn't offend him. "youngest… son, and youngest child of the Ootori family. Your best friend is Suoh Tamaki, with whom you run the Host Club. Your family is currently building a water park, even if your family usually does business in the medical area. Your family's private police force uses weapons provided by my family. You know everything about everyone. You are a very adept painter. You top every single one of your classes, and you wish to become the heir to your family's business, even if the chance is near impossible."

I looked right into his deep, steel grey eyes and my tone softened. "Except in my opinion, you are the only one worthy of your father's business as you are more intelligent, more talented, and more driven. You are the most deserving." I finished.

I continued to look straight into his grey eyes, and come to think of it, they were more, sliver than anything. I liked them. If you paid attention to his eyes, you could see straight through the façade he'd put up. His eyes were the key to his real emotions. Can't beat that, I thought smugly. He smirked at me. Was he psychic? Well I am too. I bet he was thinking, I can SO, beat that.

"Your name is Avery Wolf. Part of the Wolf family group. Your parents own the Wolf Weapons industry, with whom my family does business with. Your blood type is also AB and you are extremely cranky if somebody wakes you up without music. You have an older brother named Jonathan. He is in college and the heir to your family's company. Your best friends have come with you to Ouran on scholarships. Your parents are overseas for sometimes months at a time, so they were fine when you told them that you would be moving in with your friends in an apartment in America, your home country. You are a close-combat expert and an excellent sharpshooter. You own two guns; a handgun, and a sniper rifle, both of which you brought with you here, to Japan. You are also staying at one of your friends cottages. Your mother wants you have a career in modeling, and you have taken a few modeling jobs, but you want to continue your life as a musician. You are a singer, songwriter, violinist and guitarist. Your band is named Blue Sun. You are the lead singer. You are an A student, as you are extremely intelligent and rational. In your American school boys used to confess their love for you quite often." He grinned smugly. "I can see why. You are quite beautiful." He smirked. Was he testing me? I could kick his ass…

"The only reason I got those jobs were because I'm a very pretty face. And I got a lot of requests too." I smirked back. I refused to show I was flattered by his comment.

Now, now, I know this chapter isn't exactly finished.

I've actually just had to cut this chapter (The First Day:) into two,

So I just posted the 'next' chapter at the same time,

No waiting needed!