I do not own Ouran High Host Club. I only own Romira .
My name is Mimiji Romira, today will be my first year at Ouran High. I'm not rich unlike most of the students there, but I have more than enough money to buy the things I need including my study.
I brush my brown hair that reaches my shoulder. When I'm done I walk towards my bag to pick it up. I'm just locking the door when I hear a girl asking where I'm headed. I turn around and notice that she must be talking to me.
"I'm going to Ouran High. And you?"
"Me too. Hey, why don't we walk together?"
"Sure ...?"
"Oh, my name is Fujioka Haruhi."
"My name is Momiji Romira." We talk about a lot of things, like how lucky we are we could study in such a high classed school.
I'm not in the same class as Fujioka-chan, but I don't mind. After the classes are over I hear someone playing music. I listen and follow the sound. When I enter the room I see a girl playing. She looks up and runs of. I look at the piano she was playing. I haven't played piano in a while, so I sit down and begin to play. I hear the door opening and closing a couple of times, but I don't look up. When I'm finished I get applauded. I look up and see Fujioka-chan and some guys.
"Who are you?"
"That's what we wanted to ask you."
"Fine, I get it. My name is Mimiji Romira."
"Romira-chan, you're awsome."
"Thanks. So what are your names?"
"I'm Suoh Tamaki." The long blonde haired guy says.
"I'm Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but they call me Hunny." It's a small boy with blonde hair.
"Ohtori Kyouya." Says the black haired and glasses wearing guy.
"Morinozuka Takashi." So he's a black haired guy without glasses. Okay with me.
"These two are Hitachiin Kaoru and Hitachiin Hikaru."
"Thanks for telling me Fujioka-"
"Fujioka-kun. Do you know her?"
"Yes, I met her this morning on my way to school."
"Why don't you come with us to the Host Club?"
"Why would I want to go there?"
"Because it's awsome."
"Sorry, Mitsukune-kun. I have a lot to do at home and I'm also looking for a club to join."
"To bad there isn't a music club."
After hearing that I get my stuff and walk home as fast as I can.
Finaly home. I pack my books for tomorow and then I make myself dinner. I'm living on my own since my mother and father work a lot. When I was still home I couldn't sleep until they returned. I knew after a while that it couldn't go on like that. It would effect my study and my life after a while. I moved in during summerbreak and I still have a to unpack boxes and stuff. I will do that during the weekends and other days I'm free from school. I turn down the gas and put my dinner on a plate. I just put my plate on the table when I hear the bell ringing.
"Coming!"
I open the door and see the boys from before and standing behind them is Fujioka-chan.
"Aren't you going to invite us in?"
"Come in." I mumble as I still have no clue as to what's going on.
"Thanks, we will."
"Why is there only one plate?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Are you living here alone?"
"Maybe."
"Could we join you for dinner?"
"Sure. I'll start now." What have I gotten myself into and why did they want to know so much. It's my life and I'm the only one who cared about me all this time. Why would it be different now?
"Smells nice. Right Lord?"
"Sure does."
I put some of it on each plate and serve it to them.
"Itadakimasu!"
While eating I hear some of them say it's really good. If they could see me now...
The bell rings again, so I walk to the door. I open the door and see my parents standing there. They look angry.
"Why are you eating dinner with only guys!"
"Mom,"
"She's right, that's not how we raised you!"
"Dad,"
"You're coming home with us now!"
"Listen to me!"
My parents keep quiet, that's good for me. Now I can explain it.
"They came over just now, when I was planning to eat alone. I left the house because the two of you aren't home most of time. I don't want you to come home early and then go here because you mis me. I prefer to stay here anyway, because I don't have to stay up and wait for you to come home." The guys come to the door to see what's wrong. My parents just start crying when the guys stand next to me.
"I'm not coming home anyway."
That's when my parents turn around and leave.
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