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Prologue:
It all started in a town, a small town in France. Where a lovely little family was made.
There was a father, mother, son, and daughter. Everything was going good till one day the father disappear and was announced dead. The mother then had to remarry. Even if it broke her heart she needed too so she could feed her children.
The daughter and son never did like their Step-father, nor their step-siblings. It looked as things were going good again, even if there was some little problems along the way. Like the step-brother would always flirt with the woman’s daughter.
It wasn't till 2 years later that another problem started. The mother and son mysteriously vanished. After 6 months of looking the step-father moved away taking his step-daughter with him. They moved around for 4 years. When the girl turned 16 they finally settled in Bunkyō, Tokyo for good. Her step-father enrolled her into Ouran Academy. This is where our story begins.
Chapter 1:
She woke up in the morning with a sigh. "Its time to wake up breakfast is ready." one of the twin maids said. "I'll be down in a second hikari" Even though she was just waking up she was still able to tell the twins apart. Only her and twins could tell each other apart. She climbed out of her bed and got dressed in the most horrible yellow dress she ever saw. "A new place and new damn rich kids to deal with." she mumbled to herself on her way to the dinning room. Breakfast was quite and fast. She didn't go with her step-sibling, for she wanted to ask her step-father something.
"Do I have to go there? I don't see why. You guys just treat me like a slave. That place is for the rich and bitchy" Natsumi huffed. Her step-father glared her. "any child of mine will go to the best school around." He told her.
She was about to tell him off by saying she wasn't his child, but just keep quite. "Now you will go, get good grades and make this family look good, because you know damn well the other 2 are failures." His voice had that do-as-i-say-and-you-might-get-less-stuff-to-do. She nodded her head like a good girl her parents had raised her to be. "Yes sir." she said. "good girl now leave or you will be late." he said while he smirked.
She rushed into her first class just before the first bell ringed. "oh I see our new student is here" the teacher said. "yes sir. I'm Tonnerre Natsumi." She said as she bowed remembering to say last name first. "welcome to Ouran miss. Tonnerre, have a seat next to mr. Ootori, He is dark haired and has glasses." She flinched when the teacher said her last name but nodded and went to go sit down.
The teenager the teacher put her next to had black hair and the light would shine on his glasses but she caught sight of the gray almost black color eyes. Whispers started about her having to sit next to shadow king. 'is that what they call him? I wonder why' She thought before she turned her attention to the teacher. She was indeed very smart. Her and kyouya were head to head in answering question or solving a problem on the bored.
During the whole time she could feels eyes on her, but she ignored it the best she could. It wasn't till class was over and lunch had started that she turned around to see who was staring at her. He was blonde and had the most beautiful purple eyes she had ever seen. He was kinda cute. 'wait he is not cute, I will stay away from those rich boys.' she thought.
She didn't want nothing to do with the rich, she always like the common stuff. Kyouya had to drag the poor blonde away so he would stop staring. She grab her bag and headed to lunch. On her way she bumped into a short brown hair girl, who was wearing a males uniform. "oh sorry." they both said. 'she lucky she doesn't have to wear this ugly dress.' Natsumi thought.
"I'm haruhi" The brown hair girl said. "I'm Natsumi. Can I ask why a girl is wearing a males uniform?" She asked. Haruhi looked shocks. "its a long story. How did you know?" Haruhi said. Natsumi smiled and said "I know a pretty girl when I see one." Haruhi blushed. "why don't you come sit with me at lunch.?" She asked. Natsumi shrugged. "Sure, that sounds ok." Haruhi and Natsumi walked into the lunch room with the start of a new friendship.