Dream the Truth

First Day of Our New Life

Makoto's POV

Ah school, the mesmerizing hit or miss building that's either a personal Hell-hole, or a safe haven. My sister seemed to the latter, and I, the former.

It's not like I hated school, it just wasn't my thing. We all have something we can be proud of. School wasn't mine. Never was, doesn't make me bad at it, and it doesn't make me stupid. I just didn't like it.

But, there was no denying that it was my sister's. She was a star student. Perfect grades, well respected among our class, and had an overall bright future.

And there was no doubt that she loved it.

And I, Makoto Fujioka, would follow my twin sister Musō to the end of the earth. Even if that means going the school our cousin goes to. Something called Ouran Academy. I'm pretty sure the only reason we were accepted is because Ranka wanted us to attend school with Haruhi while we stay with them.

"Makoto get a move on it, Haruhi and her club are going to be wondering where we are." Musō urged.

Shit.

That was right, the day before we started the academy, Haruhi had told Musō and I to go to her club after her school day had finished. I guess she wanted to introduce us to her friends or something.

Since I'd spaced out, we had to leave now or be late. Wonderful.

Ouran Academy. Prestigious school, good record, renowned meals, gorgeous corridors, and overall great teachers. That's what they tell you when you apply, or are accepted. The thing they don't tell you- it's pink. The building itself was pink of all colors. Now I know that rich people were full of surprises but my god! This is a riot!

"Hey Musō, you think they serve caviar in the cafeteria?" I'd joked as the two of us walked through the main doors.

"Probably. It's next to the chocolate crescents."

"And pure Fiji water." We snickered walking down some hallway. We'd never been inside the school. I guess me joking around wasn't a good idea since I have no clue where we are. I'd felt sick to my stomach.

"Hey Musō?" I'd asked slowly

"Yes?"

"Now, I'm not sure. But I think we're lost..." I trailed off.

"What?!" My sister shrieked, you could tell in her chocolate eyes that the idea of being lost in this giant building scared her.

"L-look it's okay! We just have to keep on walking okay? What was the room we have to find? It was a music room right? The third one."

Musō nodded, though I'm sure the girl was still fearing the worst. What is the worst exactly? Not sure, but she's probably remembering our unpleasant situation.

"Hey Makoto?"

"Yes?"

"I think this is the art hall, maybe if we keep walking we'll find the music hall." She suggested. I nodded.

"Good idea."

After walking for what seemed to be another 20 minutes, we heard something. Voices. Shouting voices I assumed male because of their tone, it was lower then most females', I can't really talk though. Haruhi and I have lower voices.