Princes and Frogs

I've always believed in fairy tales endings where the prince would sweep me off my feet and tell me that he loved me. But that's never actually happened to me. Then again, you know what they say. You have to kiss a few frogs to find a prince. Tamaki x OC.

By Adaelie

Author's Note; To those of you who I promised that I'd get this story up sometime the night I finished 'Just About Insane', I really tried to keep that promise. I really hope that you like this story, just as much as my other Ouran fanfic. I'm actually really tired, so please bear with me if the first chapter totally just sucks. I really tried to make it seem as creative as I possibly could. The OC is a bit socially inept, and by that I mean she has no idea about pop culture, or basic shopping basics; so don't think that she's dumb or anything. I'm saying this before hand, so that no one assumes she's just stupid. No, she used to be kept in her house a lot; so it's not her fault she isn't up to speed with the latest fall fashion trends, 'kay?

"Oh, Ayuko!" I blinked, staring at my mother quietly. "Yes, what is it mother?" I asked. My mother could always be a little strange; oddly enough she was not exactly the sanest of people. As far as I knew anyway. She was pretty strange in her own way, but I guess that was what really made a person a person. No one could really change that, ever. "Ayu, you're going to Ouran!" I blinked, raising an eyebrow as I stared at my mother. Ouran…? What the heck was that? No, the better question was; that if I was going there, why was I? "Ah, mother…" I began, although she put her hands on her hips before declaring boldly, "Ouran Academy is a prestigious school for the kids with rich ass parents! You've never really gone to school since we've home schooled you, but I convinced your father to let you go to Ouran because I think you need friends in the developing years of your mind and own person!" I blinked. I had gotten totally lost after she said Ouran Academy.

"Wait, what?" I said aloud now, staring at the ground quietly. "You're going to Ouran Academy, my dear Ayuko! I think it's about time that you got your chance to make friends with new people aside from your dear mother and father." I had made friends with my mother? Since when? "Ah, okay then mother… I suppose if it's alright with you; I should be fine…" I mumbled. "But, won't that mean that I'd be attending school with other people?" I asked, blinking as I stared at my mother. She sighed, slapping herself in the forehead. "Leave it to Ayuko…" She mumbled quietly, although I didn't catch the rest of what she had said. "Yes, my dear! You will be attending a school with other people!"

A horrified look crossed my face as I heard glass shatter behind me. "You're… you're making me go to a private school!" I think my world just ended behind me right now. "Oh, please Ayuko! Don't be so overdramatic, you teens and your constant drama." My mother said, shaking her head in disappointment. "You can't make me go to a school, mother!" I cried, falling to the ground in despair. "Yes I can, dear! It'll be good for you! You'll build social skills, and you'll meet lots of new people! I'm sure everyone will love you at school!" My mother exclaimed, although I just laid on the ground defeated.

I knew better than to argue with my mother's logic. Even if it never even made sense. She knew more about Ouran than I did, that much was for sure. She had gone there before. Although, I wasn't sure why she and father hadn't allowed me to attend an actual school with actual people until just now. I was sixteen; there was just no way for me to adapt all the things that a normal teenager should know in a month. I had seen the soap operas, if you don't know what's going on, you're going to be living in hell. I just couldn't do it! I just couldn't!

I could already see the beginning of it all! Oh, this was awful! I was going to be eaten alive!

Enter Ayuko's Mind Theater!

"Class, this is Ayuko! She'll be joining our class this semester!" The teacher said, although I just stood there solemnly. "Do you know how out of style your clothes are, Ayuko?" I blinked, shaking my head no. "Get her!" A girl cried out as the students attacked me with forks, spoons, and salt.

End Ayuko's Mind Theater!

I shuddered at the idea, curling up in the corner of the room, a blackish aura surrounding me. I rocked back and forth, holding my legs to my chest. I couldn't do it. I didn't want to die yet! I still wanted to live! There was so much I haven't done yet! I- I hadn't even gone on a date! Hell, I haven't even gotten my first kiss! I- I- I didn't want to die! I rocked back and forth on the ground, shuddering silently. I'd be forced to go sooner or later though, whether or not I wanted to.

People were unapproachable to me; something about me just rubs them the wrong way. I rarely ever talk to anyone and maybe that's what makes it so difficult for anyone to talk to me. It isn't just that. Something about them made me feel strange. People would get so easily frustrated with my lack of knowledge of about… anything really; and they'd just make a hasty retreat. And it'd just leave me completely and utterly perplexed at how easily angered people could be now a days.

This proved impossible to me. There was no way I was going to survive at a school. No matter that, there was no way I could survive at a high school! I was being a bit overdramatic though, wasn't I? Yeah, that's right! I bounced onto my feet, placing one hand onto my hip before my eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh who am I kidding?" I sighed, dropping onto the ground again defeated.

I was a bit difficult to be around. But as long as I made it through one year of high school, my mother would let me drop out again and go back to home schooling. I didn't mind that at all, so I suppose. I suppose I very well may make the best of my situation. Even if I think that teenagers are cannibals and will eat me alive. Oh dear god, I was becoming my mother. I laid sprawled out on the ground, trying to regain my composure. I wasn't naturally that way. I simply wasn't. I could get that way when I was easily moved emotionally by something.

Otherwise, I was a very calm… serene person to be around. I think.