Sister Suoh

Chapter 1

Moira's POV
"BEEP BEEP BEEP"
'What the hell is that beeping for?' I open my eyes and look at my side table to see my alarm clock going off and showing the time 7:00AM. Why did I set an alarm for 7 o'clock it's not like I have to do anything today.
As I sit up and ponder this thought someone bursts through my bedroom door scaring the crap out of me. Then whoever it is that barged into my room jump on top of me crushing me in a hug. That's when I realize that the body on me is none other than my older brother Tamaki. After registering this fact I half hug my eccentric brother back, as it is too early to truly do anything. He jumps off of me and I see that he is dressed in his school uniform with a giant smile on his face and says/sings, "Good morning my beautiful sister! It is time to get up, you can't be late for your first day of school!"
As soon as the words leave his mouth I can feel all of the color drain out of my face. 'Oh gosh! I completely forgot! Today is my first day at Ouran High........I'm going to die!'
Tamaki must have noticed my lack of enthusiasm because he looked at me confused, "Are you ok Mora? You don't seem very excited."
I started to feel tears forming in my eyes so I jumped up and hugged Tamaki, "I'm scared," is all I said.
He simply hugged me back and started rubbing my back and said, "Its okay to be scared. I'm sure you will be fine. I bet you are going to make lots of friends and you will do great in all of your classes."
I slowly pulled away with tears on my face and looked up at my brother. He wiped away my tears and kissed me on the forehead and said, "You are going to do great."
I smiled at him and pulled away completely, "Thank you Tamaki. Now go downstairs, I have to change. I will be down in a few minutes." He simply nodded at me with a smile in response and headed out the door pulling it shut behind him.
I then turned around and headed to my closet to grab my uniform. It is a horrid shade of yellow but at least I convinced my father to let me get a slightly edited pattern. Mostly because the school isn't very strict about its uniform in the first place, as they want all the students to be happy. The normal dress is long sleeved and has very puffy shoulders and skirt. I convinced my father to get me wear a white blouse with a skirt the horrid yellow color. The only thing was that I have to wear the boy's blazer with it. Honestly I am fine with that because blue is my favorite color and it makes me feel safe because I stole one from Tamaki so it smells like him. I set the uniform on my bed and head to the bathroom where I do the usual morning stuff and grab my hairbrush and a pony holder. I put my uniform on, grab my bag and brush, and head downstairs.
I go into the living room and see Tamaki sitting on a chair texting someone. I walk up behind him and tap him on the shoulder. This causes him to jump out of the chair and do some weird ninja moves before realizing it was me, "WHY WOULD YOU SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT MORA THAT IS SO MEAN?!?!?!"
I look at him with a 'wtf' face for a minute before I burst out laughing. He looks offended and starts to pout looking at the floor, "Why are you laughing at me?"
I finally stop and say, "Sorry Tama I was just going to ask if you could braid my hair for me?"
He then looks up and sends me a sweet smile, "Sure sis! All you had to do was ask! Do you have a brush and hair binder?"
I internally giggle at his ever changing moods, "Yep!" I say popping the 'P'. He then walks back to the chair he was originally sitting in and sits down then points to the floor in front of him and says, "Okay then. Come sit and give me the brush."
I do as he says and sit down while giving him the brush. We both then fall into a comfortable silence while he braids my hair. When he finishes he hands me back my brush and I stand up. I run my hand over the back of my hair, quickly sliding my headband in, and feel that he put it into a beautiful French braid. "Thank you Tamaki," I say. He smiles back at me before looking at the clock on his phone and seeing the time, "Oh crap! We have to go come on," he says grabbing my hand and pulling me to the door. I quickly pull on my shoes as he drags me out to the limo which drives us to school. Thankfully one of the maids had put together a bag with breakfast for us which had been out in the limo. So Tamaki and I quietly ate our breakfast. When we finished I could see the pink school campus coming into view and my fear comes back full on. My brother notices this and grabs my hand and gives it a quick squeeze which makes me feel a bit better but I am still very nervous. We then get out of the limo and walk up to the entrance of the school. I turn to my brother and say, "Can you walk me to my class please Tamaki?!" Clutching on to his hand. His simply pulls me into a hug and say, "Of course. Let me see your schedule."
I hand it to him and say, " I think it is class 1A?" He nods and we start to walk into the building and through the halls until he stops in front of a classroom marked 1A. He pulls me into one last hug, kisses my forehead and says, "Don't be nervous. You will be fine. Good luck." He then walks away leaving me to walk into the classroom.
Pulling the sleeves of my jacket over my hands as a nervous habit I quietly slip in trying to stay near the wall and unnoticed. Most people are in groups talking to their friends so that's not to hard. I walk up to the teacher to try to get his attention.
I finally get the attention of the teacher and introduce myself. I then speak with him for a few minutes until the bell rings. Then I see all of the students head to their seat and look toward the front where I am standing. I start to shrink into myself until the teacher gets up and walk to the middle of the front beckoning me to follow before addressing the class, "Students we have a new student joining us today. She is a few weeks late due to various circumstances but she is here now and I expect you will all treat her no differently. Let me introduce Mora Suoh."
"Now Mora why don't you go sit in the seat behind Haruhi. Haruhi could you raise your hand please and help Miss. Mora catch up."
A girl with short brown hair raises her hand and I quietly walk over to the desk behind her. I sit down and look at the desk futzing with the sleeves of my jacket. I look up when I hear a voice, "Hi my name is Haruhi," it is the girl in front of me who the teacher pointed out.
"Hi. My name is Mora," I respond in a quiet voice