Short Story

A/N: Imagine the girl in the picture has white hair and red eyes. BYE!!! 

"Breathe, Tesa. Just breathe," I thought aloud to myself, as I stood in front of the prestigious Ouran High School.

A school for the rich and elite, and I somehow got a scholarship here. I really don't see what's so special about me unless you count being a foreign exchange student from Italy.

"Let's get this over with," I said more to myself than anyone else.

I walked into the school and tried to find the headmasters office.

"Who does she think she is?"

"What is she wearing, it's hideous!"

"She's not even pretty."

I could hear the insults as the students whispered and laughed at me.

"I knew they were going to make fun of me. It happens to me any school I go to," I thought as I made it to the headmaster's office.

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I tugged at the drawstrings on my Italian football sweatshirt as I waited outside my class door. The teacher came out and said that I should introduce myself to the class.

"Ciao. My name is Tesa Vargas. I'm an exchange student from Italy. I love music, drawing, and writing," I said shyly looking down at my hands as I shuffled my feet.

"Anybody have any questions for Miss Vargas?" The teacher said looking over the class.

"You play football?" A boy said nodding at my sweatshirt.

"Oh! No, I don't play, but my older brothers do," I answered frantically, my face heating up.

"Then why are you wearing that sweatshirt?" The boy replied.

"Well, my brother plays for this team, and on my birthday he took me to meet his teammates. They gave me this sweatshirt and signed it to," I answered back to the boy.

"Can say something in Italian please?" A girl asked kindly.

"OK. Sono stato ad ogni singolo uno dei giochi di calcio di mio fratello," I said with a smile on my face.

"Huh?"

"I said, 'I have been to every single one of my brother's football games,'" I translated.

"Yeah right. Like you even know like Italian. You probably like made that up! You like aren't even an Italian," A preppy sounding girl said.

"Oh yeah? E tu sei altro che una ragazza snob che non può fare nulla se stessa!" I yelled angrily at the girl and took my seat in the back of the class.

"Psst. What did you say?" A male looking girl asked.

"I said 'And you're nothing but a snob girl who has never done anything of yourself," I said gritting my teeth.

"Hey don't listen to the others. I believe you can really speak Italian," the girl said kindly.

"Thanks. And of course I can speak Italian I was born and raised in Italy," I replied sweetly.

"Hey come to the abandoned music room after school today ok?" She asked in calm voice.

I nodded then turned my head to the front of the room and listened to the teacher. I tried to ignore all the comments being shared and laughed at around the room.

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Standing in front of the abandoned music room, petting my long, soft white hair nervously. I wasn't sure whether to open it or not. I didn't know what to expect.

"Here I go," I said to myself pushing the doors open only to be blinded by an extremely bright light.

"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club!" Seven voices yelled.

"What?" I asked, tilting my head to the side in confusion.

"So tell me what kind of guy's you're into. Do you like Mori the strong silent type, Honey the Boy-Lolita? How about the twins the mischievous type, or Kyoya the cool type? Maybe Haruhi the natural type," The purple-eyed blonde said waving his hands extravagantly.

"Um, eh. Excuse me, but um what is the Ouran Host Club?" I said, the blonde ignores me and continues to talk.

"Or perhaps you're into a guy like me," He said putting his fingers under my chin, making look up at him.

"Um, uh. What exactly is the Ouran Host Club?" I said, smacking his hands away from me.

"Since you asked. The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands, entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands," He said doing an extravagant pose as the girls around him fawned over him.

"I was just asked to here after school," I said getting a little uncomfortable, my ruby red eyes glancing here and there to avoid making eye contact.

"Say boss it seems we got a shy here. Can we keep her?" I hear two voices say from behind me.

I stiffened as I felt two arms wrap around my arms and start to drag me somewhere. My face flamed a bright red as I started squirming to get out of their grasp.

"P-p-please let go of me," I said quietly.

My face turned an even brighter shade of red when I realized it was the twins. I dug my heels into the ground to get them to stop dragging me.

"Aww! Look Kaoru, she's blushing. How cute," One of the twins said his face so close to mine his nose was touching my cheek.

"That's adorable!" The second twin said getting as close to as his brother.

"Hey quit trying to seduce the twins you hooker! Go back to the strip club where you belong!" A girl yelled at me as I tried harder to get out of the twins grip.

"Perchè io? Che cosa ho mai fatto per loro? Perché questo succede sempre a me?*" I sobbed out as I yanked my arms away from the twins, running out the door and to the school's garden.

"Why me? What did I ever do to them? Why does this always happen to me? They don't even know me!" I continued to sob.

Just then my phone started ringing. Wiping the tears away, I picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID. It read.

Feli <3's Pasta

"Hello?" I said trying to sound cheerful.

"Ciao! Tesa How-a is school-a?" My pasta loving brother sang happily into the phone.

"Hey Feli? Can I vent to you?" I asked.

"Sure Tesa!" He relied.

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"Tesa! Hey! Tesa!" A voice called.

"Hmm?" I hummed in response.

" Are you okay? Those girls were really mean to you," Another voice said.

"I'm fine. Really! Don't worry about me!" I said turning around to face the owners of the voices.

Before I could say anything else I felt two pair of arms wrap around me in a hug. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around them as I started crying again.

"It's okay. You have friends now you don't have to go through this alone," They reassured me rubbing my back.

On second thought maybe this year won't be so bad after all.

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THE END!!!!!!!