So, here's my first story, I hope you like it! Yes it is weird, yes it's short, and yes, it could probably be a lot less stupid, but hey! I tried. Have fun, read and review, etc. etc.

"Wow, so you really got accepted there? That place is amazing!" I told Haruhi.

We were walking home from school when she had told me the fantastic news. I was to shocked to say anything before, but now that we were back at her place, I was able to find my voice again.

"I know, it's amazing, right? Oh, but I'm going to be the only normal one there. Apparently, everybody there has some kind of social status. It'll be impossible to find somebody like you there!" She said.

"Sorry Haru, I wish I could help." I tell her, patting her shoulder. And I mean it. Haruhi is one of the only friends I've got, it'll be sad when she leaves for Ouran.

Haruhi looks at me strangely. "Hm... You've got good grades, right?"

"Yeah, I'm the top of the class. Why do you ask?" I question. I've got a bad feeling about this...

Her face breaks out into a giant smile. "That's all you need! Come on, I have an extra application in my room!"

She grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet, barely giving me enough time to stand before ushering me into her bedroom. She thrusts some packet at me. It takes a second for me to read the cover.

"No. No way in hell am I applying there!" I yell, throwing it back at her.

She catches it before it hits her. "But why not? We could stay together, and having Ouran on your transcript will make going to a great college all the more easier!"

'A great college, huh? She's got a point.' I sigh, getting up and taking the packet back from her. "Fine, I'll apply. But only for the fact that it will help with college." I say.

Squealing, Haruhi hugs me with all her might go and plopping on her bed, leaving me with the desk. "Great! You should get started, the headmaster is only accepting applications until next week."

"Next week? Haruhi, I can probably get this done by tomorrow." I inform her.

Shaking her head, she says, "You are such a geek. No wonder your grades are perfect!"

"Hey! That's not nice!" I exclaim between giggles. Haruhi joins in with me, and for five minutes we could not stop laughing.

Haruhi, finally calming down from her high, said, "Okay, you get started on that, and I will go make some tea. Sound good?" She didn't even wait for my answer before waking out the door.

That girl is going to convince me to commit murder one of these days. If she gives me tea, she can practically control my mind. I may or may not like tea a little too much...

'Ouran High School, huh? Can't be that bad.' I start filling out the application,and breeze right through it. The only thing that's left is the Essay. Urgh, I hate essays! They are the bane of my existence.
'Why do you want to be a student at Ouran? Write an essay about it, with a clear thesis statement, said once in the introductory paragraph, and once in the conclusive paragraph.' What?! "ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THERE HAS TO BE A THESIS STATEMENT TOO?"

After my extremely loud outburst, I can here Haruhi laughing downstairs. I'm going to kill her! She knew about this! Urgh!

"Haruhi! That better be some damn good tea!" I yell. More laughter. I sigh. "Better get started if I want to get this done in the current century."

I grab my pen and paper and start writing. By the time Haruhi comes up with tea and snacks, I've got the first paragraph done. "Woman, you owe me so much. I hate this so much." I mumble, snatching a cookie from the plate.

She giggles and just munches on a piece of cake she'd brought up.
For the next hour, we sit in silence, the only sound being my frantic erasing and scribbling. By the time I have to leave, its done. "Thank the gods, the torture is over!" I groan out, falling onto Haruhi's bed with a thump.

"Good, because it's time for you to go." Haruhi says, poking my side.

"No." I moan, rolling onto my stomach. "Dad can just call my mom and we can go to Ouran tomorrow."

Before I can even turn to face her, she's out of the room. Mwahaha, I always get my way. Though now I actually have to pass the stupid application in.

Footsteps start racing towards the door. "Dad said you could stay! So, we should go to sleep so we can go to Ouran nice and early!" Haruhi squeals, turning off the light and jumping on the bed next to me.

Well, this ought to be one hell of an adventure.

"Get up, lazy bones, we're gonna be late!" Somebody was shaking me.

I opened my eyes to see Haruhi standing next to me, dressed and ready to go. "Meh. Do I have to?"

"Yes! Now come on, get up!" She says, pushing me off the bed. I fall on the ground and glare at her.

"You. Suck." I growl, before picking myself up and grabbing my clothes from the closet. I struggle to put them on, seeing as I'm still half dead to the world.

I finish changing and grab my bad and the application before storming down the hall. I'm a morning person, after I've had coffee, that is.

I hear Haruhi behind me. "Don't even think about it, girl."

She huffs, and jumps me anyways. "You know you love it. Oh, there's a coffers shop along the way, so you can stop being grumpy."

"You are so very lucky." I mumble. When we get to the coffee shop, I make the witch who woke me buy mine for me.

As soon as she hands it to me, I take a big gulp. The caffeine in it works miracles.

The rest of the walk if fairly pleasant, although I still won't talk to Haruhi until I have to.

We finally get to the school. Okay, so this place is bigger then I thought.

Haruhi grabs my arm. "I'll show you to the headmasters office."

She brings me through the gate to the building in the middle. She stops and looks at it for a moment, before going in and dragging me with her.

There's nobody in the school, thank gods, because school doesn't start for another week and a half. She brings me to a door marked 'Headmaster'. "Here we are!" She sings.

She raises her hand and knocks hesitantly on the door. It opens, revealing a man with blond hair and a suit. "Hello Miss Fujioka, what can I do for you?"

"My friend here would like to admit an application to study here." Haruhi says.

The man looks me over for a moment, before stepping to the side. "Why don't you come in, girls."

Haruhi steps forward first, and I follow close behind. I may be energetic around her, but I tend to be more introverted with people I don't know.

She takes a seat in front of the desk, and I follow suit. The headmaster sits in front of us. "So, Miss..."

"Hagaroshi. Senna Hagaroshi." I say.

"Miss Hagaroshi. You're a lucky girl. I was just about to close the application date. Now, do you have an application already?" He asks.

I don't say anything, just pull the papers from my bag and hand them over.

He takes them and looks them over. "This is impressive. I just have one thing to ask: Why do you want to study here?"

"I believe that it will look good on my transcripts when I go to college. And I can't let Haruhi go to a new school alone, she'd murder me." I state with a smile.

He quirks a brow, but smiles back none the less. "An intelligent girl, and a loyal friend. We could use somebody like you in our school. I'll need to have your transcripts sent over from your high school. I'm assuming it's the same one as Miss Fujioka's?"

I nod and glance at Haruhi. She has the biggest smile on her face.

"Then that's it. Welcome to Ouran High School, Miss Hagaroshi."