A rich commoner? Ohshc fanfic [On Hold]

Chapter 3

Hirosha's POV:
"Well that was interesting" I said aloud with blatant sarcasm as soon as I was a safe distance from the office. 'Now i wonder where my class is - oh there it is, never mind', I thought as I looked at the class numbers above the disgustingly pink doors. Who the hell was interior decorator for this place? They must've been ill during the process, no one sane would like this place.

I walked up to the door labelled 1-A, my new  class. I slammed open the door causing everyone to look at me. Not like I care those little stuck up arses can stare all they want, not like I give a crap. After a while of people staring at me awkwardly, the teacher, an old man with Harry Potter glasses, walked up to me giving me a sturdy glare. I glared back twice as maliciously giving him a toothy smile.

He noticeably gulped, "Ah you must be our new student, do you mind introducing yourself. " he said staring at me while ringing his hands nervously.

"As a matter of a fact I do mind and if these little jackasses think I'm gonna tell them about me they've got another thing coming." I said as I plopped down on a chair in between some ginger guys, the teacher nodded pathetically and sat back down in his chair.

"Excuse me, but I believe that you are sitting in my friend's chair my dear princess" said the Ron-Harry ginger guy on my right. So I turned to face him to repley.

"Do I look like I give two flying craps who's chair this is? Plus dude if you wanna live to see your next class I suggest you shut your little excuse of a mouth and refrain from calling me princess and the likes. " I said giving him a glare that could kill as I leaned back staring at the thankfully not pink but equally blinding white ceiling.

For some reason unknown to me the girls started glaring machetes at me or was it daggers while the looked at me like I was some kind of saviour. Good thing looks can't kill or I'd be sashimi. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, a blond tall guy crashed through the door shouting "Hikaru, Kaoru, have you seen Haruhi?!" during this he fumbled around, crashing into desks and such. Unfortunately, he then noticed me. He walked up to my new desk with a stupid swagger in his step and said, "well, well, well. Who do I have the pleasure of seeing this fine morning? My dear princess", and leaned on my desk.

I clenched my fist. Was it not clear that I did not want to talk to the likes of him. My temper ran short, I'd had enough of this stupid princess thing and the insistent glaring from other girls, it's like I wanted to come to this god forsaken school in the first place. I wasn't sure if it was the nerves or how annoying this school and its students were but I found myself standing up and slamming my hands on the small, wooden table...

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