After I left the principles office I waited for my sister, not caring to tell the guys. I sniffled, wiping away the tears that clouded my vision. I wondered if the boys would even miss me, I wondered if the principal would find out Haruhi was a girl also. I said nothing about Haruhi, not wanted to get her kicked out as well, she deserved to be happy I guess I just wasn't.

"(Y/n), hurry up and get in the car." My sister urged. I opened the trunk of her small green car. Closing it, I took what I thought to be my last time seeing Ouran. I looked away and took a shaky breath. I sat in the passenger's seat and buckled my seat belt like always. She pulled out of the school parking lot. I watched the school til was no longer in my line of vision. I turned back around and pulled out my phone, playing Geometry Dash.

"Why'd ya do it?"

"Huh?" I set my phone back down.

"Why did ya dress like a boy and flirt around with girls?"

I looked out my window, I didn't want to answer because I didn't have an answer, I didn't know.

"Well..." I started but paused as another phase of sadness hit me. My sister didn't push me any farther, noticing it wasn't the time.Rather she said, "I'm not gonna make you talk about it just yet, but nothing is gonna change if you don't ever say anything. I wanna help you so, please, whenever you're ready." She put her hand on my shoulder and rubbed my back as she pulled into my driveway. I sadly smiled as I got out of her car and grabbed my stuff.

I waved as she drove away.

When I got into my house I just plopped on the couch and cried and cried and cried. I spent the whole rest of the day just crying. I couldn't stop even if I had tried. I called my mom and told her what had happened. I sobbed into the phone til' she had to go help my father. I went to bed early, 8:26 to be exact and fell into a deep sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, I guessed my eyes were tired from all those pathetic tears.

(Time skip) 5 weeks

I woke up and put on the school's uniform, the school's girls uniform. I hadn't spoken to my sister but rather wore a facade as I walked into St. Lobelia school for girls.