Chapter 2 | Ouran Academy

~Arabella's POV~

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

My eyes slowly opened to the sound of my alarm clock going off.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

I put my hand down on it and it stopped. I sat up and looked around my newly decorated room, which I finished last night.

It's Monday.

Also known as my first day at Ouran Academy.

And, I was NOT looking forward to it.

I mean, Ouran is probably a school full of rich snobs who are full of themselves.
And, since I'm not rich at all, I won't fit in at all.

Also, not being rich meant I couldn't afford the female Ouran school uniform.

I'm actually GLAD I couldn't afford it, have you seen the female Ouran uniform??? It's ugly with a capital U.

Hey, I'm no fashionista, but even I can tell that uniform is just NOT RIGHT.

So, I wore my usual clothes to school.

After I was done getting ready, I headed downstairs for breakfast.

Daniel was already in the kitchen eating. I sat down across from him.

Then, Mom came down. She smiled when she saw us. "Good morning, kids! So, are you excited for your first day of school in Japan???"

Two words: no way.

"Whatever." I said.

But Daniel wasn't having it.

"No, Mom, I'm really NOT excited at all. Honestly, excited is probably the last thing I am right now." Daniel said.

Mom glared at him. "Daniel Hashimoto, you know this move is for the best!" she said. Mom meant business.

Daniel just rolled his eyes before he went back to eating.

After I finished eating, I left the house and began my walk to school.

Luckily, Ouran Academy wasn't that far from our house; only about a fifteen-minute walk.

As predicted, I arrived at Ouran almost exactly fifteen minutes later.

My eyes widened at the sight I was seeing.

I had never actually seen Ouran before, all I knew is that it was a private school and it was packed full of rich kids.

Ouran Academy was HUGE...

... and very PINK.

That's right, I said pink.

I took Ouran in for about five seconds before I entered the main building.

Once I got inside, I picked up my schedule and the front office lady told me where I can find my locker.

I read over my schedule.

~1st Period: Homeroom

2nd Period: History

3rd Period: Honors English

4th Period: Honors Science

5th Period: Gym

6th Period: Math

7th Period: Art~

I smiled. This is pretty much the exact schedule I wanted. So, I guess I'm happy about that.

Now if only I could make it through high school with no difficulties.

But, of course, that's not how life or high school works; there's bound to be screw ups along the way.

After I had gotten to my locker and put my stuff away, I followed my schedule to my homeroom class.

I was put into class 1-A for homeroom, I hope that turns out well.

Soon, I approached the class 1-A classroom. I turned the doorknob and opened the door, letting myself in.

It looked like the teacher was in the middle of a lesson, and everyone looked at me when I came in. They all stared.

Awkward.

The teacher smiled at me when I came in. "Oh, yes, that's right! I forgot to tell you all that we have a new student joining us!" she said as she motioned for me to come in farther. I came in and closed the door behind me.

"Okay, introduce yourself to the class." The teacher said.

I went to the front of the room and stood. Then, I cleared my throat. "Um... Hi, everyone... My name is Arabella Hashimoto, I lived in America for most of my life, and now I live here." I said.

They all just stared back at me.

I swallowed. "And... Uh... I'm half Italian... I lived in Italy until I was seven years old... Then I moved to America where I lived until I was the age I am now: sixteen. Then, I moved here, to Japan. So... I guess that's it...?" I said.

They just stared.

I looked at the teacher.

"Well, class, you heard her, she's new to Japan and to our school, so let's treat her with respect and kindness. She's come a long way to be here," The teacher said, then she turned to me. "Find a seat wherever you'd like."

I nodded before I saw the closest empty seat.

It was next to a feminine-looking boy who had brown hair and brown eyes.

Hm... There's something off about the way this guy looks... I can't put my finger on it though...

Oh well, it's none of my business anyway.

I took the seat next to the boy, I then noticed that a pair of redheaded twins sat on the other side of the boy.

Suddenly, the boy leaned across the aisle to my seat. "Hello, I'm Haruhi Fujioka. So, you're the new student?" he said. He stuck his hand out to shake.

I shook it. "Yes, I am. As you heard, I'm Arabella Hashimoto. Nice to meet you, Fujioka."

He smiled. "Call me Haruhi. It's alright."

I nodded. "Okay, Haruhi." I said.

There's something... weird... about this Haruhi guy... What is it though...?

I studied Haruhi's facial features.

These features don't really look like something a boy would have... They look like something a girl would have...

But, that's not possible... Haruhi's not a girl... Because if he was, it'd mean he's crossdresser.

Which, I'm pretty sure he's NOT...

Haruhi suddenly looked down at my clothes. "Why aren't you wearing a uniform?" he asked.

Oh boy.

"Well... I'm not wearing one because I don't have one... And I don't have one because I can't afford one... I'm actually here on an honor student's scholarship..." I explained.

Haruhi looked at me before he smiled. "Really? I'm here on an honor student's scholarship too!" he said.

Really...?

"Really? Cool. So... You're not rich like everyone else here...?" I said.

Haruhi shook his head. "Nope, not at all. In fact, I couldn't afford a uniform either. I only have this one because my, uh... friends got it for me."

I nodded.

Wow... I thought I was the only one!

"So you're like me... Wow, I actually thought I was the only one..." I said.

"Same here." Haruhi said.

After homeroom was over, I went to all my other classes.

So far, my day's gone pretty normal... I expected it to have gone a lot worse.

By the end of sixth period, I officially convinced myself that my day was going fine and would stay that way.

Guess what? I was completely wrong.

Little did I know, even though the day was nearly over, the rest of the school day would have quite a bit in store for me.