(Disclaimer: Alas, as much as I'd like it be a lie, I do not own OHSHC. Everything, except my OCs (Kiira Galer, Sarah Galer) belongs to Bisco Hatori. Sigh….)

Third Person POV:

10 high school students waited outside of an Ouran classroom, waiting for the scholarship entrance exam. Most chattered nervously, but a few of them were studying.

"I can't believe I'm here!"

"I know, right?"

"I wonder how hard the test will be."

"It's Ouran so probably really hard!"

One set of twins stayed in a corner, talking among themselves.

"Why do I have to do this Sarah, I don't want to go to school with these rich bastards!" Kiira, the younger of the two, whines to her elder twin.

"Because, this will be good for you. Your music career can finally take off!" Sarah chastises her sister for her simple-minded thinking.

"And what about you?" Kiira glares.

"I'm sure I will do just as well with my sports. this is a higher level school, It will challenge us a lot more than public school ever will. Besides, this is a great opportunity. Mom, would want us to take it," Sarah tries to reason.

"Fine, whatever. Just don't mention mom," Kiira mumbles.

In another corner sits Haruhi Fujioka, studying for the test known as the Ouran Scholarship Entrance Exam. Ouran High School had decided to give out a scholarship and instead of the normal one scholarship, they will take the three highest scores and give them a full ride scholarship for all three years of high school. Just as long as they stayed on top of their class. Only 8 girls and 2 boys had gotten past the application process. Haruhi had to get into this school if she wanted to follow in the footsteps of her late mother. She had about a 33% chance of getting into Ouran now. She was so close.

Finally, the door to the test room flings open to reveal an old man, with laugh lines covering his face and light brown hair that is beginning to gray. He smiles at the 10 students kindly.

"Congratulations on making it this far into the scholarship process! We are excited to have you here! Come in, come in! Before that though," he eyes the ear buds in Kiira's ears, "please keep all electronics out of the testing room." Kiira sighs, taking out her ear buds and stuffing them in her bag. The 10 take seats in various places around the room, where name tags have been set down. Test books, along with several sharpened pencils and pink erasers decorate the mahogany desks.

"Now, you will have 2 hours to complete the test. It is a mixture of all subjects, including but not limited to English, math, history, sciene, and also includes some questions about the student handbook that was required reading. Please begin," the old man states, starting a timer on an empty desk.

You could almost hear the grinding of the students brain gears going into overdrive as they answered the questions. Pages would flip every so often as students finished page after page of grueling questions. Pencils could be heard filling in bubbles, or creating chicken-scratch answers on constructive response questions. The squeak of erasers being used could be heard as the students second-guessed their answers. After an hour and a half, students started to put down their pencils, flipping to the very beginning of the test to double, triple, quadruple check their answers. Changing answers was not an uncommon thing in the test room. A simple math mistake could mean redoing the entire problem, forgetting which time period World War II had been was nearly committing academic suicide. Finally, the dooming ring of the timer rang, and the 10 teenagers put down their pencils. Some were sweating, and others looked cocky. Some looked pale, and others looked like they were glowing.

"That was so hard!"

"I know, I wasn't expecting them to add part of the handbook in there!"

"I'm sure I made a mistake with my math! The Pythagorean Theorem is a²+b²=c², right? "

"I almost forgot the equation for photosynthesis!"

The students went home, worrying about any answer they had second guessed after their pencil had been set down and the two hours was finished. Most had sleepless nights, waiting by the phone day and night for their results to come in, and whether they had made it into the prestigious school. Others checked the mailbox every ten minutes, or stalked the mailman, waiting for their acceptance letter.

Finally, the 10 received their letter. 7 were disappointed beyond belief. 3 were shocked. Those three were Haruhi Fujioka, Kiira Galer, and Sarah Galer.

"Are we really lost?" Kiira shakes her head. "Why does this school have to be so big?!"

"Because a lot of kids go here Ki," Sarah answers, but Kiira just glared. A sign with "1-A" on it gets their attention.

"FINALLY!" both twins call out. They open the doors to a half full classroom. Some groups of girls are talking, some boys are messing around. And then there is a group of girls swooning over two boys…

"Twins?" Sarah says aloud.

"Yes, twins my dearest sister. You should know this, I believe you have one right beside you," Kiira says dryly.

"Oh shush," Sarah rolls her eyes. She spots two open seats and pulls her younger twin towards them.

"But, those seats are by those idiots!" Kiira hisses in her sister's ear.

"Oh well. You're a big girl," Sarah tells her, unsympathetic.

"And they're separated!" Kiira argues.

"You can live without me, I promise," Sarah slips into her seat.

"That's not what I mean, I just really don't want to…" Kiira is interrupted by the bell. She scowls, and sits in the other seat. When the girls around the other set of twins disappear, she recognizes the girl in the middle of the two boys to be the other scholarship students that she had seen in the main office. If she hadn't seen the girl during the exam, she could've sworn Haruhi was a boy.

*Flashback*

"Hi, we're the scholarship students. We were told to come to the office?" Sarah tells the secretary in an uncertain voice.

"Oh yes! You two are the Galer twins, and this is Fujioka Haruhi, correct?"

The three students bob their head in response.

"Alright, here are your schedules," the woman distributes the schedules, and the twinettes switch schedules after they look at them for a moment. "Dear me, sorry about that girls!"

"It's alright!" both the girls flash a grin.

"Thank you ma'am!" the three girls bow, and the three split up. Haruhi going into the left hallway, and the twinettes going to the right.

*Flashback end*

'Maybe we should have followed her…' Kiira thinks.

The teacher finally stands, "Welcome class."

"Good morning Sensei," the students greet back.

"There are a few new students to join us at Ouran this year, among you first years. We are lucky enough to have all three scholarship students in our class this year. Please welcome Haruhi Fujioka, Sarah Galer, and Kiira Galer. Would you three stand up and come to the front of the class?" the teacher tells the three. They stand, shyly going up to the front of the classroom.

Haruhi starts, "Hi, I'm Haruhi Fujioka."

"I'm Kiira," a twinette adds, blowing a piece of her bangs out of her face.

"And I'm Sarah Galer," the other introduces herself, flashing a charismatic smile.

"Now before you go sit down again, tell us what your favorite class is," the teacher pushes further.

"I'd have to say Government," Haruhi answers truthfully.

"Erm, does music class count, Sensei?" Kiira turns to the teacher.

"Of course," the teacher nods.

"Well, music class then!" Kiira smiles.

"Gym, naturally," Sarah's eyes shine.

"Thank you, you may go sit down," the teacher stands yet again, and starts with the syllabus, and the normal first day of school things. They switched subject from time to time, and took notes when asked. RIIIIING! A bell indicating lunch time rang, and most of the class left. The three remaining, of course, were the scholarship students. Taking out their bentos, they started to eat.

It was awkward, so Sarah whispered in her twin's ear, "We should move up a seat and sit with Fujioka-san." Kiira nodded in agreement. The girls picked up their bentos, and sat in the seat where the Hitachiin twins usually sat. "Hi! Mind if we sit with you Fujioka-san?" Sarah asks with a smile plastered on her face.

"Sure, and you can just call me Haruhi," the brunette answers, taking a mouthful of rice.

"How are you liking Ouran so far?" Kiira asks, trying to keep up the conversation.

"It's okay I guess. Those girls that surround the twins scare me though," Haruhi confesses

"Us too!" the twins shiver. The three girls socialize the rest of the time. The bell rings again to signal the end of lunch. The three girls pack up, but continue chattering. Students start shuffling into the classroom, and in the middle of Kiira speaking, Hikaru interrupts.

"Could you move, this is my seat," he tells her monotonously. Kaoru does the same with Sarah.

"Oh sure! Sorry about that!" Sarah replies, getting up and moving to her seat behind him.

"Really, I couldn't tell," Kiira mumbles, looking pointedly at his backpack before rolling her eyes and getting up. "I'm sorry, Haruhi. It seems as if I'm being kicked out," Kiira waves before going back to her original seat. Hikaru looks at her incredulously before sitting down at his desk. "Haruhi," Kiira half whispers, half calls.

"Yes Kiira-san?" Haruhi lifts an eyebrow.

"I think I irked him. What do you think?" Kiira winks before taking out a book to read. Hikaru tenses. 'What's her problem?' he rolls his eyes, thinking himself.

Four hours later, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Everyone packed up.

"Hey sis, I want to go study before we go home. You can go without me," Kiira tells her twin.

"Actually I was going to tell you the exact same thing!" Sarah giggles.

"May I join you two?" Haruhi walks up to the twinettes. They shrug.

"Why not?" they answer.

"Ugh, everywhere is too crowded!" Kiira whines, dragging her feet across the tile of the hall. Haruhi nods in agreement.

"I heard there were a couple of empty music rooms! Let's go check them out!" Sarah tells the two irked girls.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT BEFORE YOU BAKA TWIN?!" Kiira glares at her elder twin.

"I just thought of it now, bean sprout," Sarah retorts, using Kiira's nickname from D. Gray-man (A/N: Don't own this either *sigh* it's like they are rubbing it all in my face).

"Why do I even have that nickname? I'm not short!" Kiira huffs. And it was the truth. Both the twinettes were 5'7".

"Because, you're so cute!" Sarah taunts, pulling on her sister's cheek.

Before Kiira can up with a snide remark, Haruhi deadpans, "Will you two stop fighting?" Then she sighs, "This is Music Room #3. We should check this one first."

"Yeah, what's the worst that can happen?" Kiira rhetorically asks. They shrug, and Haruhi opens the door.

"Welcome!" six male voices greet them, along with an assault of rose petals.

"Eh?" all three girls say in unison. Then they spot the hosts.

"Um… When I asked 'what's the worst thing that could happen'…it was a rhetorical question...not a challenge!"

(A/N: Hey people! I edited the first 8 chapters of my story because I wasn't liking the flow of the story. Sorry about that! If you're a first time reader, then just ignore this author note! Please excuse any of my OOC-ness throughout the story, and excuse my terribleness with honorifics. IF I am doing anything wrong, PLEASE PM ME! Kisses, Halfway-Insane)