Disclaimer: I dun own OHSHC.

Ok people, basically, I'm just writing this cuz I'm bored and cuz my friends like it. So, if YOU don't like it… well, I don't give a rats ass if you like it or not. I say this because I got a flame on one of my stories saying that people hate my stories… but that's the only flame I have ever gotten. So. If you wanna flame, fine. If you don't, fine.

"Shelby? You there? Ohmigawd, did the fashion police get you again?" Addie said, knocking on Shelby's black door that had flames on the bottom.

"Shelby?" She said, opening the door.

"OHMIGAWD BECKY!!" Addie screeched, hurtling down the stairs.

"What? Becky asked, looking up from some vampire book.

"It's Shelby! The fashion police arrested her! What are we gonna do?!"

"Addie, there is no fashion police. Shelby went to school early so she could do a make-up test."

Addie's eyes opened wide. "If there are no fashion police, then how come Shelby is the only unfashionable person I ever see? I thought she was too sneaky for the police to catch her… so they attacked her in her sleep."

"No, she just went to school."

"Did she take the limo?"

"No- her bike."

Addie's eyes opened wider. "But bikes are so unfashionable!"

Becky turned her head. "I think she'll survive."

--At School--

"Oww, dammit!" Shelby screamed, walking into a wall for the fourth time this morning.

"I hate mornings…"

She looked at the room she was in. Score! Lunchroom!!

She pranced over to the serving line, and hopped over the glass thing. Walking over to the fridge, she opened it to see if there was anything eatable.

"Haha! Yes! Curly fries!!" She screamed in victory. "…Shoot. I should pay for it. Curse you conscience…" Shelby said, pulling out ¥500. She dropped it on the table.

She glanced at a nearby clock. "SHOOT!!" She screamed, and ran up a flight of stairs.

"Ah, Ms. Shelby. You're late." The teacher said.

"Yeah… Sorry 'bout that…"

She took a seat and pulled out a pen from her back pocket.

--With Addie & Becky--

"OH COME ON!! YOU DRIVE LIKE MY GRANDMA!!" Becky screamed, honking at the driver in front of her. The driver turned around and flicked her off.

Becky's eyebrows shot up. Oh, no he didn't…

"Rear-end him!! Don't feel bad- Shelby rear-ended a cow once."

"Addie, I can't crash into him… That's illegal. But then again… What the hell?!"

Becky picked up speed a bit, and nudged the bumper of the driver in front of them.

Upon getting no reaction, she sped up some more, and slammed into the driver's bumper.

--Later…--

"You do realize we have to pay this off? You can't write IOU's to the cops." Becky said, handing Addie the ticket.

"And you'll have to pay us back for the damage to our car." Two voices said.

Becky turned around, seeing the twins from the other day.

"Oh, you two." Addie said. Her eyes lit up. "Oh, and thanks for taking me shopping the other day! Too bad I'll never wear half the stuff…"

"What do you mean?"

"It's unfashionable now!"

"Uh… H-Hi… Again…" Becky stuttered.

"Heylo."

"I'll… Be going… now…" Becky stuttered again.

"Um, Hello? We still gotta pay them back…"

"Nah, we know you guys. All's cool."

"Ok…" Becky said, whistling for a taxi. When one stopped, she pulled Addie in.

"You guys coming? I mean, you can't drive your car cuz we kinda totaled it…" Addie said.

"Eww, we have to ride in THAT?!"

--At School, with Shelby--

"Ah, Sensei! I'm done!" Shelby said, walking up to her teacher and handing him her test.

"Alright, school starts in an hour, so your free to roam the building."

"Ok, thanks!" She said, waving and running out the door.

The teacher's face wrinkled up a bit. Was it just me, or does she smell like curly fries?

Shelby decided to go to that place where she saw Kyouya before. 3rd music room, was it? Or was it the 33rd? No, that's way too many… Maybe the 4th or 5th?

Shelby clutched her head in pain. Too much thinking…

"Hi, are you lost?" A bubbly voice asked from behind her. She turned around to see the black haired kid from yesterday- the one that was always with the little blonde one.

"Yeah, I am… Can you help me figure out where I'm supposed to go?" Shelby asked, addressing the smaller one. The big one scared her.

"Uh huh! Where are you go- Heeeey, your that girl from yesterday! The one with the transsexual friend!" The little blonde one asked.

Shelby laughed. "No, she's not transsexual, she just thinks that the combination of the guy and girl uniforms is fashionable. Weirdo, right? Plus, I don't think I know your name."

"I'm Honey! And he's Takashi, but everyone calls him Mori."

"Alright. I'm Shelby, but I think you know that." Honey smiled. Mori did what could be classified as a smile, but could also be classified as a smirk.

"So Shelby, where ya going?"

"Probably the same place as you."

"…We were going to the men's room…"

"Guess not." Shelby said, face turning tomato red. "Anyway, I'm going to the room you guys were in before, like when I met you, and I kinda forgot where it is…"

"3rd music room."

"Gotcha. Thanks!" Shelby said, turning and waving.

"She's pretty." Honey said. Mori 'ah'ed.

--With Becky & Addie--

"I can't believe we spent ¥300 just getting to school." Hikaru said.

"I can't believe Addie talked me into rear-ending you." Becky pouted. She had loosened up while taking the taxi ride.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW UNFASHIONABLE YOU GUYS ARE!!" Addie screamed, feeling the need to be a part of this conversation.

"…?"

"You guys are violating, like, twelve different fashion laws!!" Addie said, waving her arms around like a retarded person.

"…Addie, do you even know what violating means?" Becky asked.

"…What if I don't?"

Becky shook her head. "Wow… just wow. I have nothing more to say… just wow…"

--Shelby again!--

Shelby banged on the huge off white doors.

She opened them, preparing to get slammed with rose petals. None came.

She poked her head inside. "Hello?"

Shelby looked around the room, not seeing anyone.

Alright, time to practice my new pillow-fight moves!!

The redhead walked over to the couch and picked up a pillow, and started swinging it around.

Kyouya chose that moment to waltz in.

"…What are you doing?"

"Practicing my pillow-fight moves. Why?"

Kyouya just gave her a look like you would get if you shoved two Twinkies down your throat, just without the repulsion part of it.