AUTHOR'S NOTE: The note's at the bottom.

"This is your locker number and combination, and your class schedule." The office assistant handed me the paper with the previous information printed it. I shyly took it and bowed quickly in thanks. Turning around and opening the door, I managed my way through the halls of what is going to be my new school.

"Locker 151. Shouldn't be too hard to find." I mumbled to myself. If I remember correctly, the lockers are divided into three parts. First floor are lockers 1-100, second floor are lockers 101-200, and third floor are lockers 201-300. And that's only for the people who choose to have lockers in the school.

Staring at my black and gray converses I jogged up the stairs to the second floor. I pulled at my black beanie to make sure it didn't fall off my head seeing as it's on the back part of my head. After a few minutes of people staring at my baggy hoodie and black skinny jeans, I finally managed to find my locker.

"I can't wait to see them today!" I heard one of the female students squeal out behind me. I opened my locker and tried not to eavesdrop but couldn't help myself.

"Let's go check if Music Room Three is open yet!" Music Room Three? That's on the third floor I believe. The two girls hurried off giggling and I closed my locker door. Shouldering my messenger bag and fixing my black rimmed glasses, I began making my way to the third floor.

Me and my curiosity.

"Whoa." I whispered out as I saw two giant doors in front of me. The sign above it says Music Room Three. Taking a deep breath, I gripped the handle and turned slowly. Next thing I knew, I was blinded by a white light. Letting go of the handle and raising my hands in front of my face instinctively, I waited a few seconds before the flash passed and I regained my eyesight.

"Welcome." I jumped and squeaked in surprise as a group of voices spoke together. Looking up, I saw a group of six boys on a couch.

Two of them were obviously twins. They had the same face and same hair style. Except one was parted to the left and the other was parted to the right. Both however have mischievous smiles.

Another boy is standing tall and proud with a clipboard in his arms. He has black hair and glasses, and seems to have a money-making smile.

One little boy doesn't even look as though he belongs here. He is a blonde with brown eyes and a pink bunny in his arms.

Behind the little boy is a really tall one. My shortness can't even compare. He has black, slightly spiked hair and gray eagle eyes.

They all surround another blonde boy sitting in the center. He has abnormal purple eyes and had a regal air about him.

"Welcome princess." The purple-eyed blonde stood up and did a sort of wave with his hand. I blinked three times in confusion before turning around to check if anyone was behind me.

"Um. I must have the wrong room." I muttered and turned around abruptly to try and leave before I die from embarrassment. I felt a hand on my shoulder and lifted my head in surprise. The hand turned me around and I almost fell back. As soon as I finished the 180 degree turn I was met with the purple eyes.

"Now who are you, little princess?" I blinked my green eyes again before clearing my throat and backing up a bit.

"Um. My n-name's Kiyomi Yokoyama." I muttered lowly and bowed at a 90 degree angle as I'm accustomed to. "May I ask who are you guys?" I asked in return with a light, embarrassed blush on my cheeks trying to be polite as I can be.

The purple-eyed guy smiled brightly and headed back to the couch with a lot of twirls and spins. If I tried that I'd fall . . . Just saying.

"Why, my little princess from the mountain." He began again with a flourish. I blushed lightly again as he used my last name in the title. "We are known here at Ouran Academy as, The Host Club!"

. . . . The what?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Um. This is actually my SECOND OHSHC fic. My first one was doing well at first but I deleted it once I realized how many mistakes were on there and were unfix-able. Well, reviews makes me happy and gets me to update much faster than I usually would. Feel free to correct me if I made any mistakes.

Oh, and Kiyomi's last name (Yokoyama) means 'side mountain'. Well, according to Google anyways.

Arigato. (bows)