Ouran fanfiction

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A weird start at a new school

Walking into the gate I was looking at the building the architecture was beautiful, walking round in my own little daydream. CRASH I had walked into some unsuspecting person and we both dropped everything “I am so sorry” I gasped dropping to my knees to pick up their things, my long hair was in my face and I looked up, to my surprise the person who I bumped into was helping, from what I could see it was a boy, a very handsome one at that. “oh no my dear its fine” He said in the most flattering voice I had heard , the mysterious boy stood up, he was a good 6 feet tall, in other words a lot taller than me.  “OI KING GET BACK HERE AND LEAVE THAT GIRL ALONE” two red haired boys shouted at him, with one last bow the boy ran out of sight leaving me kneeling on the floor.

Standing up and brushing myself off I set about trying to find where my classroom was, my sense of direction wasn’t the best,  I got so many stares it wasn’t funny, the mutters and the glares were just horrible, until one girl came up to me and introduced herself “hello I’m Michiko, my dad owns a car making factory ,and you are?”  she sounded pretty blonde, she had long black hair and brown eyes, “I’m Rose Omikado, the daughter of the Ichiro Omikado the founder and Manager of the Major Department stores and the daughter of Lavender smith” I said proudly, there were gasps all around, for a rich school I got quite a strange reaction when they heard my name, “what class are you supposed to be in?” one girl said I had no idea so I just shrugged nervously “I’m a Second year, if that helps” I said nervously this wasn’t one of my good days.. “Follow me” the girl said linking her arm with mine, this was faster than I thought it would take, “here you are, this is also my class so you’ll be fine, my name is Jessica by the way” she said with a smile.

The feeling of walking into a new class was something that I had forgotten, my stomach was in knots. “your late” the teacher spat at both of us “sorry, I was just showing Rose where to go” Jessica said apologetically, the teachers face warmed to me, it was kinda scary “would you please stand in front of the class?” he said in an almost dangerous voice, deciding to do what I was told I stood there in front of the blackboard, I memorised everyone’s faces, I saw one boy who I thought I recognised from earlier but I didn’t want to look any weirder so I just stood there “Don’t just stand there like a stunned mullet girl say something about you” the teacher said in that scary voice “ummm ok, Hi I’m Rosemary Omikado, but I prefer to be called Rose or Marie, I am Half English and Half Japanese, I have inherited my mums looks  which is good because my dad isn’t the prettiest crayon in the box, I am pretty good at dancing, and martial arts, I like baking and making clothes, and I have just transferred from Lobelia Girls Academy” I said clearly, public speaking was my strongest point. One boy with black hair and glasses raised his hand “Yes, Kyouya Ootori?” the teacher said in a different tone “Do you happen to be related to Ichiro Omikado and Lavender Smith?” Kyouya asked curiously “yes I’m there daughter” I said in my usual tone there was a muttering around the classroom as I said that, I turned to the teacher who seemed to see me in a different light “can I sit down now?”, the teacher nodded and started to take attendance. The only seat left was next to Kyouya so I sat down rigidly it wasn’t preferable that I sat next to him but as long as I sat somewhere I was fine i looked over at the blonde boy and he passed something to Kyouya it was a little sus but i could live with it..

After that was over Kyouya looked over at me “would you like me to take you to your first class?” he asked politely I guess he figured that I don’t have the best sense of direction “sure, I don’t know what I have first though…” I replied awkwardly, looking for my timetable, it was gone. “You do realise you don’t have it don’t you?” he asked in a patronising voice “umm yeah… about that… I could be in the grounds somewhere…. Because I like… ran into someone… and dropped everything….” I muttered embarrassedly, he just smiled, “I happen to know the person who you ran into and they gave me this in homeroom” Kyouya said pulling out the timetable, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack “thank you” I said hoarsely looking at my time table “I have history first” I said once my voice had comeback “so do I, we are almost late” he replied in a monotone voice.

The time it took for us to get to our first lesson it was quiet I had nothing to say. We weren’t in trouble when we got to class or in any of our classes; I guess that’s the joy about being new…