(A/N: Another chapter I suppose. :) I don't think I have anything else to say...hmmmmm nope. Alright, well Enjoy. Review too please. Oh and sorry about all the misspelled words in the last chapter, I know for a fact I fixed that but FF is being difficult.)

Chapter 2

The day was ruff to say the least. First off I got lost trying to find class 2-A. A teacher caught me in the hall "snooping around" as he says and took me up to the office. When we go there the receptionist didn't even believe I was supposed to go here, she kept going on about how I was probably supposed to be attending "Ouran Public school". I dumped out all the contents of my bag though and pulled out a crinkled and some what stained congratulations letter for my scholarship. She had a look of repulsion on her face as I tried to hand it to her. Waving it away she asked for my schedule with the same repulsed look. I pulled it out of my back pocket and un-folded it, handing it to her. She looked it over and let out an annoyed sigh, handing it back to me. She mumbled out a, "Let's go, hurry up.", and sauntered out the door. Shoving all my things back in my bag I ran after her but began a leisurely stroll beside her when I caught up.

After a silently awkward 10 minute walk we reached a classroom which I suspected to mine. Knocking on the door the receptionist let out another annoyed sigh. The door swung open and a small blonde girl wearing Ouran's sunflower yellow uniform greated us with an odd look. The odd look was probably just for me though.

"Sensei.'' She called to the teacher. He got up from his desk and told the gril she could go back to her seat as he walked out of the classroom and shut the door behind him. As soon as the door was shut a din of voices started up. The teacher ignored it and looked from me to the receptionist. "Yes, can I help you?" He asked politely.

The receptionist explained that I was a new student on a charity scholarship and didn't try to soften the blow about me being late. I personally think she wanted me to get in trouble. The teacher was very nice about it though and said, "Since it's her first day I'll let it slide this time."

Leading me into the classroom the student's got deathly quiet as I walked in. It was all to obvious I was the topic of discussion just a few moments ago. The teacher took a seat at his desk and I just stood there like an idiot not sure what I was supposed to do. "You may introduce yourself if you'd like." He said, smiling encouragingly.

I shuffled my feet nervously and adjusted my bag on my shoulder. "Uhm, I'm Kismet Maddock." I say, not sure of what else I was suppose to add to that. I give the teacher a pained look and he seems to understand that this is uncomfortable for me.

"Alright, well Im Yorinama Sensei or Mr. Yorinama if that's more comfortable for you. You may take that seat over by the window behind Sanyo." He says, pointing to an empty desk behind a plump black headed boy. As I make my way towards the desk people give me odd looks and whisper to their neighbors.

Tripping over a girls shiny black shoe I stumble and fall flat on my face. About every girl in there let's out a hollow giggle as I go to stand up. A gasp louder then I've ever heard sounds in my ear and then an, "OH MY! YOU POOR PRINCESS!"

Im not sure if I'm more embarrassed about falling or about the blonde boy that came to my "rescue". He practically sprinted across the desks to get to me and then swept me up into his arms. Now I thought I was fairly tall being a good 5'9 but this guy had me beat by at least 3 inches. I observed this as I pushed him away and mumbled a "Thanks.". All the girls squealed as he bowed in a princely like way and went back to his desk. Picking up my bag off the floor I went and sat in the desk assigned me.

From then on until now I sat and idly stared out the window, scratching down notes every now and then. For lunch though I took the van to Micky D's and enjoyed the only 50 minutes of silence I'd be having with the soulful styling of The Cranberries.

I blinked in shock when the bell for the end of the day rang. Packing up my things I headed out the door with the few stragglers that were left but was stopped by the loud blonde. His bespeckled, black haired friend stood behind him with a cynical look in his eye, masking that look with a smile.

"Ahhh Kismet! What a unique and beautiful name! It's a pleasure to make your aquitance! I'm Tamaki Suoh and this is-"

"Kyouya Ootori." The black haired boy interupted the blonde. I shook his hand and gave them both a polite smile. "It's nice to meet you."

Tamaki squeals like one of the girls and pinches my cheeks. "Awwwww, isn't she just adorable?" Kyouya sighs and pushes his glasses higher on his nose.

"Didn't we stop her for a reason?" He asks the still squealing Tamaki.

"And can I have my cheeks back?" I ask through squinted eyes. Tamaki quits his squealing and looks over at Kyouya. "Ah! Yes, I almost forgot." He says.

His whole demeanor seems to change as he grabs my hand and kisses it. "If you have the time you should visit the third music room." He says handing me a rose. I take it a twirl it between my fingers.

"What's up with the third music room? First Haruhi invites me and now you guys." I ponder to myself, still admiring the rose.

Tamaki's eyes go huge at the mention of Haruhi. "You know my precious daughter? Oh then you just MUST come to the host club with us!" He yells in excitement, grabbing my arm and dragging me to said "Host Club".

"Oh woe is me."