Hey guys! So, before I start this chapter, I just wanna say sorry for the horrible summary… Yeah, because my OC is totally gonna 'cone' across people, it's totally a thing. Naw, but seriously, it should say 'come' across. I've since fixed it, but I'm sorry for my horrible spelling before.
Anyway, Thanks and Happy Reading!
"Come on Haruhi! We need to find that girl!"
I heard a shrill voice, ringing through the halls. What girl are they talking about, anyway?
I spun around, just in time to see a tall, blonde running down the hall. Directly toward me.
Before I could react, he came crashing into me. He landed on top of me in a most… interesting position.
Excuse my French, but what the hell is going on?! I haven't even been here five minutes and theres already a random guy on top of me!
By the time I regained my composure, he was already standing, extending a helping hand. I brushed myself off and got back up on my feet, ignoring the act of kindness. I don't care what he was offering me, I was not about to touch that perv.
He looked at me and pulled his hand back awkwardly.
"I'm so sorry for that, princess. I'm just glad I didn't harm a beautiful face like yours."
I stared at him. You've gotta be kidding me. Did he really just call me a princess? A minute ago he was on top of me, and now he's trying to hit on me? Are all rich guys like this? At my old school, the guys were at least tolerable, but I guess here, that isn't the case.
A brunette male ran up behind Mr. Perv, "Senpai! Stop creeping people out!"
He looked at me, as if he had seen me before, but that couldn't be the case. I didn't know him, so there's no way he knew me.
"Hey, who is this girl anyway? I haven't seen her around..."
"Good observations, Haruhi."
I jumped a bit. There was another male behind me. Is this supposed to be normal? Another question. How long has he been there?
"This must be the new girl at Ouran. She's in your class. You remember her, right?"
What's he talking about! I just got here!
The blonde cut in, "Of course, so this is the girl we were trying to find. You never told me she was so lovely, Kyoya."
I resisted the urge to slap him, what was his problem, anyway. We barely knew each other!
I was about to ask just what was going on, but was, of course, interrupted by the raven haired boy behind me.
"You are Nessa Sugiyama, heir to Sugiyama Games, correct?" Wait, WHAT? I spun around to face the speaker, now showing me a picture of...my face.
How the heck did he know so much about me? Why did he have a picture of me! Who gave him that picture!
"You're probably wondering how I know so much about you, Miss Sugiyama. Or, perhaps you're wondering how I got a picture of you. Maybe even both."
Oh great, the guy can read minds now. Just what I need, a perv and a psychic. Again, is this supposed to be normal?
He chuckled, "The answer really is simple. On behalf of the Host Club, I would like to welcome you to the wonderful Ouran Academy. As for the picture, I have my ways."
Ok, first off, I'm seriously getting creeped out. Secondly, did he say they were part of a host club? Aren't those meant to seduce and woo over girls? I burst out laughing. These guys call themselves a host club? They're about as smooth as sandpaper! They can't even properly greet someone!
"Why- why are you laughing, my dear? Kyoya, why is she laughing?"
Before the psychic known as Kyoya could answer, I interrupted, "Save it, Blondie. If you're really trying to seduce me, you're failing miserably. And this… THIS is my welcome committee?"
My stomach was starting to hurt, as a result of my laughing.
It was even better that the tall, blonde looked utterly confused. "Have we done something wrong Nessa-Chan? As a host, I'm supposed to cater to your every need..."
I cut him off, "You really don't know, do you? I mean seriously, think about it. I walk into this prestigious school and the next thing I know, some random guy is laying on top of me and calling me princess! Then, I end up meeting a psychic that can read my mind. What's next crossdressers?"
It was the brunette's turn to laugh next. I had almost forgotten he was even there. I hadn't really said anything funny, at least nothing that was even worth a chuckle. Why was he laughing, it's not like someone's actually crossdressing. Right?
Logically, It definitely couldn't be Kyoya. There's no way it's that perv either. So if it was anyone, it would have to be the brunette.
Well upon further inspection, he does have some very feminine features, especially his eyes.
Hold it, what am I even thinking! I don't even know this boy! And yet I'm already starting conspiracy theories. I really need to get it together.
Chapter 2 is up! Yeh I know it's somewhat short, but hey I should honestly be making pumpkin pie right about now (sorry mom). Anyway I should update after Thanksgiving (maybe even before if I have a sudden urge to write). Hang in there my fellow Otakus!