Everyone in the bleachers looked dumbfounded, even the idiotic girls. This Fujioka was an honor student too? I thought to myself. No way. I wonder what he was thinking. When I stood there my mouth hanging slightly open. His appearance seemed like it had a different demeanor to it but I couldn't lay my finger on it.

"That's right! There are now 2 honor students now!" Blondie said pointing at nothing in particular.

"So what Boss?" The twins asked simultaneously again. "You said you met someone cool." The one on the left said. "Yeah, not another commoner." The one on the right continued agreed. "Besides, what's the point of coming here if you're a jock." The one on the left pointed out. The one on the right continued saying. "Haruhi came here to become a lawyer which makes sense. But..." They both continued together, "You could be a jock anywhere."

Ignoring them to the best of my abilities I had become curious, and turned to ask Mr. Fujioka, "You wanna become a lawyer?"

He seemed somewhat fidgety when I had asked him that. "Well yeah, I think people should protect others if they can." He smiled with a tilt of his head and gave a friendly smile. Sighing, I grunted in agreement. So this guy was humble and and honor student. Still, there was something off with him. "Anyway, what's your name?" He asked.

"Oh, umm... it's kinda girly." I hesitated before complying, "I'm Tsuratsi Rosaku." The twins burst into laughter while the elementary kid ran up to me and introduced himself as Haninozuka Mitsukini, but told me to call him 'Honey' and the strong black haired guy as Morinozuka Takashi or 'Mori' I nodded as the others followed suit.

"I'm Ootori Kyoya." The guy in glasses said matter of factly.

"We're Hikaru and Karu!" Both twins said in unison once more.

My head tilted a slight bit to the left as I wondered which one was who. The had given no indication of it. "So who's who?" I asked the twins, apparently catching them off guard.

The one on the left claimed to be Hikaru and the one on the right claimed to be Kaoru. At least until Mr. Fujioka bonked each of them in the chin. "It's not good to lie." A smirk crossed my face at the action.

So Kaoru was on the left and Hikaru on the right. My previously mentioned smirk twisted into worry when I realized that I would be late for the bus. "Shoot, um... excuse me, I will miss my bus if I don't leave now." I turned and ran away from the group of guys and ran towards the bathrooms. Despite me loving soccer, I couldn't wear my soccer outfit home. If I did, the people on the bus would be even less appropriate than they were usually. Before I entered the bathroom I was sure to check that no one had followed me and that no one else was in the bathroom.

I took off my beanie and took out the many bobby pins keeping my long hair up. I began changing and removed the bandages that were, over a tank top, and around my chest. After throwing on a tight-fitting, deep purple blouse and a pair of faded flare jeans you would never had guessed I had been pretending to be a boy. I wore black flats and had my hair brushed out. Looking in the mirror I glanced myself over, making sure no one could tell I was the same Tsuratsi Rosaku on Ouran Academy's soccer team. The only thing that may give me away were my eyes that looked like glass coating the empty blue. That may have just been me though. I was ordinary, my hair fell seven or more inches past my shoulders with it's dusty blonde color, and my skin was lightly tan. The only somewhat abnormal thing about me was my unusual height. I was just over 5' 8" and for being a girl, it was considered tall.

I grabbed my bag and poked my head out making sure that no one saw me run out of the bathroom and run towards the bus stop. Given my dumb luck I missed the bus and had to begin walking, again. "It's all thanks to that dumb blonde." I muttered to myself. I sighed and despaired over the thought of maybe being on the same team as that idiot. My thoughts began to wander to the other boys he head introduced me to.

Mr. Takashi hadn't said a word throughout the entire time I was there, in fact, the only time I had even acknowledged him was when Mr. Haninozuka had introduced him. Mr. Haninozuka was wearing the Academy's High School uniform despite his age. Made me wonder how many grades he skipped. As a matter of fact how old was he? He couldn't be more than 10. Abandoning that thought, I thought about Mr. Ootori, he seemed to have a manipulative streak, I which case I would avoid him any possible way I could. Mr. Fujioka was blunt to say the least, and must be pretty smart. He seemed able to tell the two twins apart, impressive. The twins though, they were a weird set, somewhat hard to read and, well, twisted. I chuckled at that thought. Like I had any right to call someone twisted. "Good thing I won't see any of them again." I said optimistically.

"Hey let go of me." A familiar voice yelled. I sprang into a sprint to see the Mr. Fujioka I had just met getting hassled by three scrawny guys in the next street. Instincts took over as I ran over to the four of them.

"Um... Excuse me." I asked, acting timid. All four of them turned their attention towards me, all confused. "Um, this is my first time out of the manor and I seem to be lost." I said continuing the charade of the naive, scared, rich girl. "I'm sorry for interrupt your game but, will one of you kind gentleman take me home? Surely you've heard of my mother she's Hitachiin Yuzuha? You know, the fashion designer?" I paused, playing them like fools. "I have the address if that helps." I said in what sounded like desperateness.

"Sure, we'd love to help." One of the guys that had been picking on Mr. Fujioka said, a dirty smirk on his face. All three of them began to approach me.

"NO!" Mr. Fujioka shouted, trying to help me. "They're lying!"

I of course knew that and put on the biggest smile when the were nearly close enough, "Really?" I asked the men, ignoring Fujioka. They were finally close enough when I let a prideful smirk replace the innocent smile. "That's just perfect." With a hard kick I kicked the one closest to me in the nuts. "I really need to beat someone up tonight." I said in a more gangster tone than my original. When one tried to kick me he missed and cursed the fact that he was so short. I reached into the side pocket and pulled out my 'Chem Spray' that I had made out of cleaners with, 'avoid eye contact' written on it, or had hydrogen peroxide in it. "You really don't want me to spray this in your eyes." I warned. One of them made their move and I instinctively sprayed it into his eyes. Shrugging a said, "Well, I did warn him." I turned to the last guy left. "Listen, get out your cell phone and call an ambulance, you're gonna have to get it out. I don't what will happen. Say that some chemicals got in his eyes thanks to an idiot driver. You understand?" I eyed him suspiciously. He nodded and quickly pulled out a cell phone.

Walking to Mr. Fujioka I grabbed his hand and bluntly told him, "We're going." I dragged him through the street till we had those bastards out of sight. I stopped and sighed, dropping my act and looked down at him. "Are you okay?" I asked kindly.

He was now staring at me confused, "Ummm..."

Shoot did he figure it out! I mentally yelled at myself. I began laughing nervously and said, "Sorry, I guess I just had what you'd call a bad first impression?" Please don't recognize me. I pleaded to nothing in particular.

All of sudden he chuckled, "Well, I don't know about that, you did just save me after all." He kept on laughing, "You're a really good actress you know that?" I gave him a puzzled look. "I can't believe that I fell for that! I'm friends with the Hitachiin Twins and I fell for it!" My face contorted into more confusion. Noticing this, Mr. Fujioka continued. "I'm an honor student at Ouran Academy and I happen to be friends with Hitachiin Hikaru and Hitachiin Kaoru." I stood there dumbfounded, those twins were Hitachiins? "Oh! Thank you! You really saved me back there."

"Uh, sure no problem." I looked behind us to see some people still tailing Fujioka. "Hey, just to be safe, do you wanna have me walk home with you?" I asked worried about the weak boy.

"Sure!" He said happily. It was actually pretty quick to reach his house. Apparently he lived only a block away from me, of course I refused to mention anything about myself, always redirecting the questions to Fujioka. I found out that his mother had passed away and his dad was now working a lot. When we did arrive he invited me inside. I had to refuse, I couldn't be kicked off the soccer team. As I left I watched the people that had been tailing us leave.

"Good grief!" I exclaimed at the idiots walking away. I hurried home, my thoughts consuming me. When I got home my parents said hi and my siblings had already gone to bed. I through My bags on the couch and grabbed tonight's leftovers and threw them in the microwave for dinner. Tonight was alfredo pasta, hot dogs, and peas. I ate everything fairly quickly and laid on my bed. The second my head hit the pillow, I cried, silently but surely.

"Monster"