The Overflow

Chapter 1

Breaking Vases and Making Faces

The slate gray pavement casted upon the many acres of land that has pasted through generations and many more to come. In the past, the grounds held spiritual connections through the beginning of nature, but not any more. The land itself, now allowed the establishment of a well known private educational foundation to settle. The school is one of the most uninteresting places to dwell-in, however many people don't have much of a choice rather to be there. But what if this school is different?

This school was crafted among the riches aiding to their desires of intellectual achievements. A variety of pink hues combined together to make a light rose colored pink. The color littered the walls of the school, for all to see whether they thought it was an eyesore or not. The school contained a large area the students and staff called the courtyard. The courtyard, which seems to be an endless maze of lovely blooming varieties of roses filled with all colors, is lined perfectly and measured evenly. Even the grass seemed a little brighter than the other places. This place made even the rich re-establish the meaning of rich. The name was more ordinary then its physique, this rich and boutique established school was none other than Ouran Private High School.

The school day consisted of the typical schedule of Monday through Friday, allowing a couple of days off for the weekend and even some occasionally for celebrations. Seven to three were the time tables that filled every student's schedules, making the days seem longer. One to nine class periods were given which included time for food filment and occasional activities that the school offered. The classes were filled widely and lengthily with young adults whose words battered each other. The endless rumors develop the hallways making everything even more crammed despite the amount of people who were already crowding them.

As class is about to begin the twins were shoulder to shoulder against me, which is making me dread for what's to come from today. Especially considering they were at a disarray again today. The twins Hikaru and Kaoru never argued unless it was to annoy or to prank someone. So the best action is to just ignore them, which was my only open option to cause less of a ruckus. My feet steadily strolled throughout the building in search of my classroom for the start of today. Thoughts ran throughout my head, 'I hope they are quieter later.' Minutes protested leaving the time to linger slowly. My destination was in reach as I neared the classroom labeled upon a numbered system for first years.

Five. Five minutes before class is the start for the year but also five minutes I have to listen to the annoying endless rambling from the twins. Surprisingly we were one of the few to reach the class early. The only other person who occupied space within the room was another girl. Clearly the female was unable to obtain a uniform or either much like myself, refuses to wear it. I myself wore an outfit much like the males instead the bottoms were replaced with a simple black colored skirt. Unlike me instead, the female was wearing an inexpensive shapeless baggy set of clothing which consisted of a neutral color sweater with a white colored collared shirt underneath and the simplest pair of black pants. Her face was in resemblance to a memorial reference to a person who was casted as a deceased family friend. 'Weird.' Her hair resembled the roots of a tree that looked to be cut short but still in a good position for growth. Her face was graced with a frame of speculation allowing the sight of clarity to help fill her view. Her natural affinity as she spoke with people would definitely cause a lot of people to develop a crush on her. After being caught off guard by the said female sight, the twins finally got the message and vacated, allowing me to finally choose a designated position to sit.

(Time Skip)

The indistinct chatter volumized as all the classes throughout the day ended. The second to final bell was at its toll as floods of students made their way throughout the school to accomplish any requirements for their classes or follow suit to their extracurricular activities. I on the other hand was in search of peace, quiet, and solitude before my club. Which left me to follow suit in another student's searching path. "I'm beginning to think that rich kids only come to school to have a good time." The said female from earlier spoke in regards to keeping private and asking upon her own conscience."Sorry to intrude upon your wondering thoughts but did you just now take notice of that? I mean come on, this is a school for rich spoiled brats."