I Have My Reasons

Chapter 1

Hey! I'm Gabi. I'm going into 9th grade and I will be going to Ouran Private Academy. I'm not gonna tell you much, just my appearance. I'm a dirty blonde, my hair is always in a high ponytail with some of it framing my face. I have brown eyes, and glasses(I wear contacts), and I wear a green Shingenki no Kouyjin sweatshirt every day. I always have a lollypop of some kind in my mouth.

~Present Day~

I walked into the pink building. I hate pink, so much! Why do I have to wear a dress!?! Its really annoying, now I can't kick people. Unless I want pervs looking up my skirt. I went up some stairs and arrived at classroom 1-B. I entered the room and was greeted by a teacher. "Name?" I stared at him and realized he was talking to me. Use the fake name. "Oh. Uhhh, Ayame Kagami." He checked his list and I played with the lollypop in my mouth. "Ah, the transfer student. Welcome to Japan, how do you like it here?"
"It's nice." He smiled at that. " You can call me Mr. Hashimoto."
"Okay." I took a seat and looked out the window. This place is big. I never noticed that they had a rose garden. It looks more like a maze though. I wonder if anyone has gotten lost in there. I was snapped back to reality when some tapped on my shoulder. "Hello!" They smiled at me. "Hi." I turned my attention back to the window. "Are you going to ignore me?"
"Yup." I heard a 'hm!' and some mumbled words about comments being stupid. I didn't pay much mind to it though. Honestly, I could care less what these people thought of me. "Okay students! We have a transfer student joining us. Please come up and say something about yourself." Ugh, I have to talk in front of people? This sucks already. I walked to the front of the class. "Hi, I'm Ayame Kagami, and I transferred here from China." I said nothing more and went back to my seat. "Uh, thank you Ayame. Okay class! Let's open our Math books to page 200." I opened my book but I wasn't paying attention. It was like this all day. When class was finally let out I stayed in the classroom for a little. "Ayame."
"Hm? Yes?"
"Class is dismissed."
"I know." I picked up my stuff and left the room. Where's the library? I walked through the halls looking for the library. Found them! I opened the door to one only to be greeted by a bunch of noise. I immediately closed the door. Okay, maybe the next one will be quiet. No luck. It even louder than the first. Third time's the charm. Nope. It was louder than the 1st and 2nd rooms combined.
Some girls walked out and were giggling about a 'Host Club'. What's a Host Club? "Excuse me!" The girls turned around. "Oh, you're the transfer student, right?"
"Yeah. I heard you talking about a 'Host Club'." They nodded. "What is it? It sounds important." Their jaws dropped a little. "How can you not know what the Host Club is!?!?!" I shrugged. "The Host Club is where hansom boys serve girls who have to much time then they know what to do with. Depending on who you make an appointment with depends on your time with the boy."
"Oh. I wanna check it out." The girls squealed at that. "It's in Music Room #3." Then they left. Music Room #3 huh?  I walked down the hallway and took out the lollypop stick and trashed it. Let's see about this...