I nervously messed with the hem of my black knife pleaded skirt as my driver drove to me new school.
It was my first day at my first school in fourteen years. Since I was born, I was home schooled or privately tutored so that my secret can remain a secret.
My heart beat quickened at the thought of my decision going down the drain.
'What if I mess up again? What if Zero is there? I never did know what school he goes to now. This is a bad idea. This is a bad idea. This is a bad idea...'
My thoughts were interrupted by us coming to a stop in front of a very large, pink school. I scrunched my face up in confusion. Why is it pink?
I mean, it was still a beautiful school. Cherry blossom trees littered the school grounds. Boys and girls stood around with their friends having conversations in their uniforms. Bright colors everywhere.
The door opened and a white gloved hand helped me out. I whined to myself but got out anyway. My driver grabbed my book bag and gave it to me before he drove off home.
'This is it. My new school, Ouran Academy.'
I began to walk inside the gates of the enormous school. People stared at me as I walked by. Some whispered things to one another and others just admired me. I just stayed somewhat calm and kept walking ahead.
Two girls walked towards me. One had black hair and dark, sparkling, purple eyes, she was holding onto the other girls' arm, looking excited and nervous. The other girl had brown hair and green eyes. "Good morning. You don't happen to be Raylene Sukari, right?"
"Of course she is. I can recognize her from anywhere." The black haired one squealed.
The brunette rolled her eyes playfully, "Anyway, I'm River and this is Jessica. We are from the welcoming committee and we're assigned to showing you to your class." They smiled at me. I smiled back, happily, ignoring the fact that the brunette has my dead sister's name.
"Nice outfit by the way. Did the headmaster let you dress this way?" Jessica asked.
I nodded, "Yes. He was kind enough to let me wear this. As long as I had something that represented Ouran in some way." I looked down at my uniform.
It consisted of a white dress shirt and the boys light blue blazer with the Ouran Academy crest on the front. I also wore a black tie with a purple stripe that ran down the middle and a knife pleaded skirt that matched the tie. Since the skirt went mid-thigh, I put black over-the-knee socks to cover a bit more skin. Normal black shoes were on my feet. My hair was in a half up, half down style with a light blue bow to hold it up.
They nodded and started walking, I walked beside them. We talked a bit about the school, music, clubs and other things.
"So you aren't having concerts anymore?" River asked, since we were on the topic of my music career.
I shook my head, "No. I have to stick to education for a few months. I also have to go to England in a few weeks." I chuckled. "I'll probably have a few small ones here and there but not big ones. I'll have to check in with my manager."
They just nodded in understanding.
"May I see your schedule. We need to see the class room you're in." Jessica held her hand out, politely.
I pulled out the yellow slip from my bag and handed it to her. They scanned through it, their faces drooping a bit.
"Aww your lucky. You have class 1-A. The same as the Hitachiin twins." River pouted. I glanced at them in confusion. "Class 1-A is on the second floor. The office, administration, lunch room, and P.E locker rooms are on the first floor. There are four libraries and three music rooms, used for music."
They smiled a friendly smile at me. I smiled back in thanks.
I've always loved making friends and meeting new people. It's hard to trust though. After that incident, I don't know if I can trust anymore. After I found out that my secret got out and almost getting killed or kidnapped or whatever, it's hard to begin fully trusting someone. I just need to remember to keep my mouth shut. I glanced at the floor and continued to walk alongside the two girls.
The three of us walked in silence into the huge school. I admired all of the intricate paintings that covered the pink walls of the school. I recognized a few that my father had painted before he passed on. Beautiful as always.
"Jessica." A voice yelled through the hall. The three of us turned to see a handsome male with black hair. He smiled at Jess.
"Babe!!" She yelled happily to him. Another arm pulled me away.
"Let's leave those love birds alone." River smiled as she pulled me up the first flight of stairs.
I nodded. For a second, I looked over my shoulder at the couple again. The black haired guy looked over as well. He smirked at me then smiled at Jessica. I turned back around.
Who was that guy? Why does he look so familiar?
I was going to ask River about that guy, but we had arrived at class 1-A. We both stood in front of two large doors.
River smiled down at me. "Here you are. Class 1-A. I have to go so hopefully I will see you around." She waved as she ran off. I waved back then turned back to the two oak doors.
I took a deep breath and opened the heavy doors with a small push.
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Hello, it's Jenni. I seriously apologize for the severe lack of updates and for posting the whole story again. I had started high school last year and got caught up with grades, drama, family business and I had just forgotten all about this story. But now that I have free time on my hands and I'm not so stressed, I'll see what I can do about this.
I still am making multiple mistake fixes and changes to this story. It took me a few days to rewatch Ouran and Black Butler to get back into the vibe and I also had to reread what I had already written on this story and my old, horribly written, fast paced version of this story as well. I'm not sure if I'll have a posting schedule yet, most likely not but if I do decide to have a schedule I'll tell you guys. Other than that, I hope you enjoy what I write and what I have planned. And again, I'm sorry for making you guys wait. :)
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