The Three Bears of Ouran Forest

Three girls all alone.
Three rich boys chilled to the bone.
Three bears silent all day.
One school not to far away.
One story, not mine to tell.
Though while reading it I wish you well.
A forest of pink.
Never dulled to brink.
Purple, Yellow, Blue.
The color of dresses not meant for you.
One wild.
One smart.
One just waiting for a spark.
The legend once told.
Short but not old.
Told by the boys.
To rich for their toys.
In the forest they creep.
Never to sleep
Three bears.
Three hares.
Three dared.
Three scared.

The Three Bears of Ouran Cherry Forest

Sorry I've never been good at summaries. So OK this is a story that could turn in to a book I'll only update if I have an idea.