I was right the day I turned 12, Tamaki steered clear of me after that, but all of that doesn't matter now, I am 14 and starting my first year of high school at Ouran Academy. (A little late, a might add, school has already started a week ago, but my parents just finished registering me for school.) I hop out of bed to get my uniform, a big fluffy yellow dress.
Umm.... I thought, No.
I threw the dress to the side and pulled out so more suitable clothes. I pulled on sweat pants and a baggy rock band tee shirt. I pulled my pink/red/blue/purple hair into a side fish tail braid.
I smiled into the floor length mirror I had in my room, Perfect. I thought.
With a hop, skip, and a jump I was down in the kitchen grabbing a brownie and my older sister shook her head, "You shouldn't brownies this early in the morning! You'll get sick!!" She tried to grab it from my hand and I laughed as I got out some orange juice.
"I don't care, I'm going to eat this brownie before school, at least one thing will go right today."
Her expression softened, "I'm sure everything will be fine today Sakkara, You'll have Tamaki and Kyo-"
"Tamaki won't talk to me ever since the day Father slapped me two years ago because he claims it was 'his fault' and Kyoya Hasn't had conversation, let alone talk to me since I was 8," I say exasperated, "They're not going to be of much help today."
She tilts her head to the side a bit and sighs, "Just try to have a good day, okay?" she says trying to help, "which reminds me, what on earth are you wearing?"
I laugh taking a giant swig of orange juice, "a tee shirt and sweats, just like always."
She looked at me bewildered, "What about your uniform?!"
I shrugged, "I didn't like it."
She shakes her head before smiling, "You're one weird kid, Sakkara."
I laughed once again, "I know,"
After saying goodbye to her, I left the kitchen. I passed my Brother Kyoya on the way to get my notebook, but he didn't even look at me. I sighed as I grabbed my things and headed out the door.
Kyoya and I were supposed to ride in the same limo, but I'd walk to school in a baseball hail storm before getting In a car with him.
So, I headed off to school while shoving the brownie in my mouth, wiping the extra off of my face with my arm.
Not long after I reach school and I'm stared at with wide eyes. I rolled mine, Idiots.
I make my way to first year class room 1-D, where I was assigned. I talked to the teacher a moment before she told me to sit in front of the boy in the middle of two twins.
I smile as I walk over, he doesn't look so bad, maybe we can be friends. I set my stuff down at my desk before turning to face the boy, "Hello are you new?" He asks.
"Yes, I am," I say.
He smiles at me, "well, welcome to Ouran, My name is Haruhi Fujioka, and you are?"
"ah, I'm Sakkara Ootori."
Just then the two twins came upon either side of me, "Sakkara Ootori, you say~" One says.
"You wouldn't happen to be related to Kyoya Ootori, would you?" The other finished.
"Yes, I am," I reply like it meant nothing to me, which it did.
They were about to say something else when the bell rang and class started.
I never thought the term 'Saved by the bell' could be so literal.