A/N: Yay! Thank you so much for the reviews and everything! I'm really happy that you all are interested in my new Ouran High School story! Snaps for all of you! Again, this is just getting started, the next chapter, I'm pretty sure they're going to go sight seeing! Anyone from Seattle, or has been can give me some suggestions. I mean, I live in Seattle, but It's not like I've been everywhere so...yeah!
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"Alright, here's the lunchroom," I say waving my arms gesturing to everything in the room. I'm on the balcony with the seven exchange students. Surprisingly I made it through all four of my classes, and now, its lunch. "All though most people call it the Commons," I say as I lead them down one of the two staircases that descend from the balcony.
"It's…public," Tamaki says lightly. I look up at him.
"Was that supposed to be a complement?" I ask bluntly as I lead them to the three lines. "Alright what do you guys want? The entre, which is spaghetti. The sandwiches, you can either get a hamburger, a cheeseburger or a chicken burger. Or you can have a salad,"
"Wait…I don't see a gourmet line," The twins say in unison. I laugh at their ridiculous comment.
"Of course not! We're a public school in the Central District of Seattle Washington! Our private schools don't even have a gourmet line!" All of the boys clump together and look at me like I just insulted their mothers. I sigh and roll my eyes. "Alright, alright, come on, we can go to the chicken shop across the street," I say turning on my heels and walking towards the main doors.
"What kind of chicken?" Tamaki asks curiously. "Is it peasant chicken?" I roll my eyes. What's up with him and calling everyone peasants?
"Uh…sure? Oprah Winfrey loves it, she used to have it flown in all the time, until she became health conscious," I shrug as we leave the main building and go down the main steps.
"Oprah?" Tamaki says loudly so even more people stare at us. I look up at him. He's actually a lot tall then I'd though he'd be, but nothing close to anyone around here. I think the tallest student we have here is 6'6 or 6'7. Even Mori only comes up to his lip.
"Can you not be so…foreign?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. He looks around for a corner but there are no corners in the open space so he just stops. "Come on!" I say getting behind him and pushing him lightly on his back. I look back towards Haruhi. "Is he always like this?"
"Yes," I'd have to say that Haruhi is probably the most normal out of everyone. Except for the fact that she's wearing a guys' uniform. Oh yeah!
"Hey, didn't anyone tell you that you guys don't have to wear uniforms here?" I ask curiously. We walk across the street to the small chicken shack with a long line coming out of it. Most people at our school eat at this place, although I really don't think it's that good. In fact, I know for a fact that my dad and grandmother can make better chicken than them!
"No, we were not informed—,"
"Hikaru! Kaoru! You can't just cut everyone!" I shout as I see the twins pushed back everyone—who are mostly black—making their way to the front. Oh no! I rush in after them.
"What the hell do you to think you're doing!" some pint sized girl says, but she looks like she could kick their asses in a heart beat.
"Sorry!" I shout and finally get through the mob of people and grab each of the twin's ears.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow…" they mutter as I drag them out. I apologize to everyone muttering something like they're mentally retarded and foreign. I bring them outside towards the end of the line and push them towards the rest of the exchange students. I sigh loudly.
"Alright it's time to go over some ground rules," I say removing my hair from my face. "First of all, I don't know what crackpot, retarded, rich, snobby school you guys go to, but however it works there, is not how it works here at GHS!" I start off.
"No Tamaki, you listen! And BTW, you're not a prince! So stop talking about this Host Club that you run! And what is that anyways?"
"It's a club that I organized for the most handsomest gentlemen entertain and host our female—and some male—population," I frown.
"What about Haruhi?"
"What do you mean, what about Haruhi?" Tamaki says suspiciously.
"She's a girl, so does she entertain the males?"
"What? Haruhi's not a girl!" Him and the twins say making a lot of excuses. I frown.
"What are you talking about? I'm not stupid," I pull aside an acquaintance who just left the line with his food. "Anya, is that a girl or a boy?" I ask pointing towards Haruhi.
"A girl, right?" Anya says looking at Haruhi.
"Yes, I'm a girl," Haruhi shrugs.
"Cool, I love your haircut by the way, anyways, I've got to go," Anya waves and walks away.
"OK, now that that's settled, back to the rules. 1) No going into dark corners during class. 2) No dipping girls in the hallway…they will slap you. 3) Don't say 'Hi' to every person you see. 4) Don't do the creepy incest thing twins. Incest is not best, and our security will arrest you. 5) Mori, you can't carry Honey on your shoulders cause our administrators are jack asses. So, that's all I've got for right now, and I'm sure there will be more, but for right now, that will have to do," I say as we continue to move up in line.
"I don't like those rules!" Honey wines clutching his little pinkish purpleish rabbit.
"Sorry Honey, but you don't want to attract anymore attention then you guys already do,"
"Why can't we?" The twins question. I frown.
"Well…because you don't want people talking about you, well us,"
"And why is that Miss Smith?" Kyoya asks pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.
"Because this is High School, and these people will eat you up and spit you out," I say bluntly.
"Well…how do you know if you've never tried?" Honey says. I'm at a lost for words…
"You see Miss Smith…maybe this is our destiny! Maybe it was written in the stars for us to meet each other so that we can ignite the fire that's deep inside of you! So that you can live!" Tamaki says dramatically. I look at him with a raised eyebrow. But even so…maybe he's right…maybe I haven't been living…and they're here to…animate me.