Hey, guys! So, I know I usually update once a week, but I already had a few chapters done and ready to go, so I figured 'Why not?' Anyways, I hope you guys like this chapter, I hope it explains just a tad bit more about the story, and I really hope you guys review. Enjoy!

(Edit : Hey, I was re-reading this story and realized some grammatical errors. I just went ahead and fixed those. Carry on!)

Eventually class ended and it was time for lunch. I pulled my lunch bag out of my backpack. (Because you never really knew what to expect on the first day.) Almost immediately I was approached by a couple girls.

"Hey, Anna," the one in front asked, the other two choosing to flank behind her off to the sides, "Want to come eat lunch with us?"

I looked at each of them for a second. Eh… It couldn't hurt, could it? I faced the first girl again before giving my answer. "Uh….. sure."

Eloquently put, genius.

I trailed behind the trio down the halls, turning at seemingly random points until we reached what seemed to be a cafeteria.

"This is the cafeteria." The one on the left said.

Yes, I was right!

I followed them to a table, sitting down in the chair they designated. They went to go get their food and I opened my lunch bag. I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and some chips, accompanied with a canned soda. Yesterday I just randomly had a craving for peanut butter so I decided to make it for my lunch. It was my default packed lunch option.

A bit later the girls came back, each holding expensive looking trays that made me feel like they would fall and shatter at any moment. I wasn't even sure what half the food on their plates were, but I'll tell you one thing - it wasn't anything as simple as a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I think one of them had gelato, but then again I had never had or seen gelato before, so it was just a wild guess.

They each sat down, giving my lunch a speculative glance but choosing not to say anything. Soon they started asking me questions. Where did I live? (In town.) What school did I transfer from? (A high school.) What did I think of Ouran? (That I had been here for less than one day.)

I started fiddling with the sleeves on my dress; they were starting to bother me.

"Is there something wrong with your uniform?" the one on the left asked.

I looked at her. "No, I'm just not used to this kind of thing. I usually wear t-shirts and jeans, so I'm not adjusted to this outfit yet. I mean, this skirt is so big."

Her eyes lightened. "What do you think of the uniform?"

It could use some adjustments.

"I hate it."

You're an idiot.

Their smiles dimmed, shock evident in their eyes as they slowly blinked.

I tried to elaborate and redeem myself. "What I meant to say was, almost everybody looks completely terrible in yellow."

Just shut up already!

They stayed silent for a moment, and we all sat awkwardly like that for the rest of lunch. Eventually we finished our meals and went back to class, the three girls staying slightly further away from me than they did on our walk to the cafeteria. Then again, I was kind of expecting it.

When school ended - in attempt not to repeat the lunch mishap - I went straight outside and waited for my car, then headed home. Once I got there, I quickly dropped my stuff in my room and walked to the opposite part of the house.

Opening the door to my step-brother's room, I casually walked over and collapsed on the bed. He didn't even look up, now accustomed to my ways, and only continued to type on the computer at his desk across the room.

"How was school?" Ichiro asked, not turning around.

"Same as usual," I replied, shifting positions so I could face in his direction.

"What are you up to?" I inquired, ever the oblivious cat in search for that which piqued my curiosity.

"Stuff," he replied.

A few minutes passed in silence, nothing happening as we both sat there to our own thoughts. (Or lack of thought, as my case was. I was currently staring at the ceiling.)

Eventually I went to my room and got my laptop, returning to Ichiro's room to sit back down on his bed and read my email. We stayed like that for a while, before I ended up going to my room, taking my laptop with me. (But forgetting my shoes in his room, again.)

I changed into a t-shirt and some pajama pants, pretty much the only thing I wore around the house. It wasn't like I actually went anywhere after I go home. I lay on my bed, laptop supported by my giant mountain of pillows, and proceeded to read fanfiction online. That was pretty much how I spent most of my free time.

Eventually my little sister Yoshiko came home, and twenty bucks says that she raided the pantry for all the junk-food she could find, then proceeded to eat it all in one sitting in the living room before our parents get home. Who am I kidding? If anyone were stupid enough to make that bet, they'd lose twenty bucks. That's exactly what she did every day. Lord only knows how she stays skinny.

When I was seven my mom married again, having another kid a year or so later. I went to being an only child to the middle child in a little over 15 months. My step-brother Ichiro is two years older than me, and my little sister Yoshiko is younger than me by eight. Not much has changed after that, other than the random moving we did every so often, or the switching of schools that I did slightly more often. Nothing else really changed. All in all, we were all pretty boring.