"Better hit the hay if I wanna wake up in time tomorrow." I told myself with a yawn.

It was 9pm and I had already set everything up for the morning. I had hung my uniform up on the back of my door, pre-made lunch in the fridge and already packed my bags.

Without another thought I dived into bed and fell asleep, excited of what my new school life would bring.

Beep beep beep.

I heard my alarm ring at precisely 7am. I turned it off as I grabbed for my glasses and started to get ready for the new day ahead of me.

I went to my kitchen to eat a simple breakfast. Just cereal and a glass of milk along with a satsuma.

I had a quick warm shower, massaging the shampoo and conditioner into my hair before washing it out and combing it through to rid all the knots my sleep may have caused it. Once clean and smelling fresh I dried off and towel dried my hair before using a hair dryer. Again brushing it through. Before leaving the bathroom I removed my glasses and placed in my contacts. When I finally got back into my bedroom I sneered at the uniform. It was the most gaudy thing I'd ever seen in my life.

It was a large yellow dress with puffed sleeves that ended with white cuffs at the wrists from the under shirt. It reached half way down the calf of my leg and a pink ribbon that tied around the white collar. It came with white knee high socks and a pair of black shoes.

I hated the dress to pieces. It was way too stuffy and uncomfortable. I could already feel my body temperature increase through the sleeves. But uniform was uniform. It was worth it considering the amazing chance I got to go to Ouran.

I looked at myself up and down in the mirror. My dark chocolate brown hair - that could easily be mistaken for black - ran down past my face at the front and down to my waist at the back. Something was missing.

I looked through the draws of my vanity until I found what I was looking for. I took my hair and tied it into a ponytail before wrapping and tying a piece of jet black ribbon around it. Against the ribbon you could tell my hair was more brown than black.

Yes I'm one of those people.

If something didn't look quite right it would bother me constantly until it was fixed. Even if I couldn't necessarily see the problem, I could still feel it.

I looked into the mirror once more.

"Perfect" I smiled. "Well as perfect as I can look, looking like a giant yellow marshmallow."

I laughed at my own joke before picking up my bag and checking everything was inside. My books, my wallet, my stationary case and my acceptance letter. Finally I grabbed my lunch box from the fridge and made my way downstairs to catch a cab.

The journey took around 30 minutes. I handed the cab driver the money and stepped out. At this point it was around 8:15am, so I had 30 minutes to find my classroom.

I looked up at the huge building in front of me. And I mean huge. It looked more like a mansion than a school. But then again it was for rich kids, so such a sight was to be expected. But still, it was magnificent nonetheless, breathtaking even.

I walked inside and headed towards the reception. I gave my name and letter to the lady and she smiled and handed me my letter back along with a note card that had my class written on it.

Class: 1-A

I followed the directions the lady gave me. The interior was just as beautiful as the outside. High ceilings with glittering chandeliers hanging down from them lighting up every inch and corner of the halls. Windows just as tall trailing down from one end of the hall to the other that were crystal clean and shone in their own way as the light hit them. Causing small streaks of rainbow to cascade on the walls and floors. The whole place just seemed like a magic castle of some sort out of a fairytale.

After taking a couple wrong turns, which I didn't mind considering the magnificence of the building, I managed to find my room with a couple minutes to spare.

I stood outside and took in a deep calming breath before knocking on the door.

I heard a "Come in" from the other side.

"Excuse me." I said as I entered "I was told this was Class 1-A?"

I showed the teacher the note and I got lead to the front of the room.

"Settle down class." He called, having to clap a couple times to gain attention.

All the student immediately sat down and went quiet. I could already see three people that stood out. The pair of twins that had wild auburn coloured hair and a girl, who sat beside them, who was wearing the boys uniform, who had really short brown hair.

"We have a new student today. Would you like to introduce yourself." The teacher pushed.

I cleared my throat and took another breath.

"My name is Kino Kamiyoto and as of today I shall be joining your class. Its nice to meet you." I bowed with a smile.

A/N - The school years shall work as it does in the manga. The characters shall stay within the same year but will retain memories from the show/manga.

For example it's the start of the new school year, Haruhi and the Twins are still in the first year but all the stuff from the show has already happened.

As it says in the manga, time will pass but the class years won't.

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