There were several things Haruhi Fujioka didn't care about. Looks would be one of them, being tactful another. In her opinion, you shouldn't waste words, and you shouldn't waste time, so to fumble with words has no purpose. To mess with your hair was tedious and annoying. She was brilliant, but lazy. So, when a boy from her neighborhood stuck some gum in her hair, she did the only logical thing: She cut it out.

You may be thinking that she cut all her hair off or something crazy like that, but in truth she liked her hair, even if she didn't particularly like to fuss over it. She only cut out the one loch of hair that had gum in it. It didn't even show, and Haruhi looked just as beautiful as she had before. Yes, Haruhi was beautiful. Basically, she had a crowd of boys following her around wherever she went. Not that she ever noticed them; she was very dense when it came to love.

There came a time when she would graduate middle school, and make her way onward to high school. That time of the year was always busy for third years, looking for applications and filling in forms. Haruhi wanted to become a lawyer, so naturally she looked for the best high school she could find so she could have the best possible education when applying for university. The high school she eventually picked was top-notch, the very best she could find. Some rich kid school called Ouran Academy. The price went unnoticed as she easily passed first the entrance exam and then the scholarship one.

During this time (she was a splendid multi-tasker) she was also shooing off boys that were pursuing her like flies, they were a nuisance that kept her from her studies and she didn't have time for them. She had never had a boyfriend, and the fact that the crowd of hopefuls (not that she knew they were hopefuls at all) would be gone if she went to Ouran was an unexpected perk.

One hot afternoon, Haruhi returned from her summer job to find no less than twenty acceptance letters from all the various schools she had applied to incase she wasn't accepted into Ouran (She was nothing if not prepared). One very large pale blue envelope caught her eye. Picking it up, she examined the heavy package and fancy seal and knew she had gotten in.

The time flew quickly after that. Summer passed in a blur, and in no time at all she was standing at the wrought iron gate gazing in awe at the large castle-like school. She had been there before, to examine the facilities, but every time she saw it the school amazed her even more.

As she was led in for the entrance ceremony, she dropped her contacts and some little boy stepped on them. She pulled the extra pair she always kept on her for occasions like this (Didn't I tell you she was always prepared?) out of her pocket and popped them in. Haruhi then continued on to the massive building the actual event was taking place in.

Once that was over, she hastily said goodbye to her father and went off to her first class. Of course, that was when her real journey began.

Haruhi:

My first period at Ouran was a productive one, the teacher gave a typical first day speech and introduced me to the class. Apparently all these kids have been at this school together since they were little, so I would be the new one, the commoner freak. Great. Anyway, after the teacher introduced me he gave a little speech on what he would have in store for us during the year and gave us some forms we should get signed. Mostly it was the same routine for every period: speech and then forms, and nothing surprised me at all. The only notable thing that happened all day is that a crowd of boys started to follow me. It was the same as what happened last year, and it was just as annoying. Why did they follow me at all? What do I have that they want?

At lunch I sat in an empty classroom to get a crack on the books our teacher had told us we would be reading in English during the year. I had already read all of them, but it didn't hurt to read them again. When the bell rang for the final time that day I was already on top of the minimal amount of homework we were given, and had plans to make use of the library and start on the paper our teacher had told us was due at the end of the month.

My shoes made squeaking noises as I treaded down the hallway, and the buttery yellow dress, which I had painstakingly replicated earlier in the week using the pictures on Ouran's website and some fabric, swished back and forth. I peeked into the first library, and, upon seeing that it was full, closed the door again. The second was also jammed full of people, as well as the third. It was ridiculous. The place had four libraries, and it was the first day of school, you would think at least one of them would be empty.

I stared in exasperation at the assembled girls in the last library. Really? Did they have to clump in here like that? They didn't even look like they were studying, just like they were gossiping. As I stood there, snatches of the girl's conversations reached my ears. "Aaahh," One of them was saying, "It's good to be back. Did you hear? The Host Club is planning something special for their one year anniversary. We should head up there once they open!" Host Club? There was a Host Club here? That figures.

"Ooooh, yeah! I want to go see Tamaki, I so missed him over the summer!"

"You want to see Tamaki? Why not Kyoya? He's cuter, and, like, he does all the smart stuff. It's way cool!"

Anxious to be out of there, I backed away quickly. Where could I study now? If my memory serves me correctly, there is an abandoned music room in the upper halls. Maybe that would be empty?

"Oh no, the amazing forbidden love of the Hitachiin Brothers is defiantly the best."

I turned and ran the other way. It would have to do.

Moving about Ouran takes time, but I was in a hurry, so I rushed as fast as I could through the halls to the room. Wrenching open the doors, I looked around, relieved to have finally made it and because I could finally study in relative peace. What I saw made me stop dead in my tracks.

Six boys sat in front of me, all with smiles on their faces. "Welcome!" They shouted in unison.

"Wha- but- abandoned- WHAT?" was all I could manage to splutter out. Had I just interrupted a club meeting or something? But what kind of club operates out of an abandoned music room?

"Oh look, out first customer of the year." Said two red haired twins at the same time. Now that I was looking at them, they were actually the people that sat on either side of me in class.

"Congratulations, princess." A blond boy said from the center of the group. "You look like you ran all the way here. You were extremely lucky to have gotten here before everyone else!" He sprang up, "You look surprised! Are you surprised because of our stunning beauty? Feel free to faint, don't worry. If you do," At this point he was looking directly into my brown eyes with his blue ones, "I'll catch you."

My eyebrows shot up, and my hand shot out. The resounding SLAP rang through the air.

This chapter's kind of . . . meh. I wrote it a while ago, and found it again while