There back!

The next day at school the two friends were currently walking down the hallway to 1-A, their class.

Carissa was walking a good ten feet behind Brianna because said girl was currently fuming at what happened when they went to the principal's office.

Flashback

As the girls entered the office, they were met with the disgusted gaze of the secretary. That was because of the two girl's appearance: Carissa had on a halter top-the shirt ended at least 5 inches below her chest, she also wore tight booty shorts, pumps, and her face was caked with make-up. Brianna wore a too-big baggy shirt, a pair off loose sweat pants, beat-up sneakers, huge coke-bottle glasses, and she had bed-hair. Not even bothering to ask the secretary, the girls strode past her and into the principal's office.

"Yo we the new transfer students," Brianna said as she walked through the door, Carissa trailing right behind her.

Again they were met with the same disgusted gaze, but the man's was more dramatic as he added a gasp and his face twisted dramatically into a look of horror. At this point, one of Brianna's vein's started throbbing as she resisted the urge to smash the man's head against the wall. After getting over his initial shock, he cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Ah, the new transfers, I am Chairman Suoh but you may call me Uncle Suoh, what's wrong did you not get your uniforms?"

"We got them but we didn't like them so if we may can we wear our clothes," Brianna asked. The chairman eyed the girl's clothes with distaste but then sighed and answered: "Sure,"

With that said he handed the two girls their schedule and sent them out. As soon as they were outside the office Brianna started letting off a murderous aura and mumbling a string of curse words, which leads us to back to the present.

Flashback end

They were now standing outside the 1-A classroom, Carissa was about to knock but Brianna (who was now in a semi-pissy mood) just slammed open the door and sauntered into the room. The teacher gave the girls the same look of disgust as Brianna and Carissa handed in their manuscripts. The teacher read them over and then turned to face the class: "Class, today we have two new students all the way from America, I hope you will welcome them into the class. Girl's please introduce yourselves,"

"I'm Brianna Lunar,"

"Hi I'm Carissa Tsuki let's get along!"

The girls were met with blank stares after they finished introducing their selves.

Clearing her throat, the teacher spoke: "Seeing as how we have these two new students why don't we take the time to ask questions?"

As soon as she said that a girl with brown hair put her hand up.

"Yes brownie?" Brianna asked.

Looking slightly flustered at her new nickname she asked: "Umm I have a question for Brianna, you are a girl right?"

"Yeah no duh why?"

"Well you are dressed like a guy but sounded like a girl so…" she trailed off.

At this, Brianna grew irritated but bit her tongue to hold back the words she wanted to yell at the girl. Another girl, this one with red hair, raised her hand.

"Yeah?" Carissa asked.

"Well my question is for Carissa, why are you dressed like that? I mean you do realize what you look like right?" the girl asked in a snobbish manner. Brianna was about to retort when Carissa beat her to it.

"Well yes I do know what I look like and frankly I like the way I look, and if you have a problem with that then to freaking bad, that's your insecurity problem not mine," Carissa replied a sweet but sarcastic smile on her face as she saw the girl go red in the face.

As if sensing the weird atmosphere the teacher cleared her throat and said: "Well, we will get one more question in and any further questions can be asked after class."

This time a boy's hand was put up.

"I have a question for the two of you, how did you get into this school because last I heard you Americans were barbarians who didn't know your foot from your hand, so I'm just wondering if you bribed to get into this school"

That did it, Brianna finally snapped: "Well we got into this school because we're actually smart, unlike you rich people who can pay to get in using your parents money and influence, and if we Americans weren't smart then why does Japan keep asking for our help when they are in crisis? Like when an earthquake hits and they need supplies or when they need protection? Last I checked military officials need to be smart so next time you decide to ask and say something as stupid as that, don't."

The boy blushed in anger an embarrassment while the rest of their classmates had a mixture of fear and admiration on their faces. Clearing her throat yet again, the teacher said: "Well, now that that is over with Brianna and Carissa please sit in front of the Hitachiin brothers and Fujioka,"

Nodding their heads, Brianna sat in front of Hikaru while Carissa sat next to her, in front of Haruhi.

Carissa turned around to check out the boys behind her, and when she saw them she started giggling fan girlishly and drool trickled down her chin. The boys stared at her as if she were crazy and slowly inched their desks backward. Sighing, Brianna raised her hand and slapped her friend in the back of her head. Carissa was brought out of her reverie as she turned around and shot a glare at her friend. As the teacher started her lesson Brianna felt a tap on her shoulder. Deciding to ignore the person she continued to listen to the teacher even though she already knew the lesson. The tapping continued until Brianna finally gave in.

"What?" she hissed at the boy behind her.

"I remember you, you were the girl who called the host club a group of man whores," Hikaru hissed back.

(A/n: Bri always has on baggy clothing and she never takes off her glasses)

"Oh yeah-Hikaru was it? Well if that's all then…" she whispered turning back around.

"How did you know I was Hikaru?" he asked surprise coloring his voice.

Not turning around she replied "Lucky guess,"

"Come by music room three again and we'll show you what the host club is about." Hikaru whispered, as he got off his shock.

"No thanks I'm on the 'virgin road'," Brianna replied, turning slightly to face him.

"Just come!"

Not feeling like arguing because of her oncoming headache, she decided to give in.

"Fine," she muttered, turning away from his victorious smirked face.

Sighing she thought: "Why do I feel like I just made a big mistake?"