Dearest Sonja,

I recently transferred to a strange new school. It's full of these rich bastards that have nothing better to do than scoff at how awful the uniform looks on me. I can't help it if my hair is so black that it's almost blue. Anyway, I should tell you about the school. I found some boys, who formed a club called the Host Club. It's a little scary, because they have a girl there dressed as a guy, but they insist she's a guy. It's frightening. But the worst part is: I ended up accidentally breaking an antique mirror and getting seven years of bad luck plus nine million yen in debt. I got sucked into this strange world of guys, girls, love deceit, and rich bastards. They call it a game, but somehow it seems to be more than that. I'll be keeping a journal of everything that happens. It'll be a shared one with the other Hosts.

Your loving cousin,

Sona

I got up slowly from the couch that I had been unconscious on.
"What happened?" I groaned. As I stood, I realized that there were several rich bastards staring at me like I was some sort of science project. Then, the girl walked over.

"Would you give the poor girl room to breathe?" she scoffed.

"But we don't wanna!" the twins cough, cough… demons…cough, cough whined.

"If Haruhi said to, do it!" the tall blond said. He had appeared to be the leader.

"Please," I gasped, "I can't breathe like this. Please, back up!"

"Why?" a small blond one asked.

"She's claustrophobic," the black haired one with glasses sighed.

"What?" the twins asked.

"She hates tight, closed spaces with a lot of people," the girl called Haruhi explained.

"Oh, but it's only us!" one of the twins exclaimed.

"There are seven of us, Hikaru," the other twin said.

"Oh yeah!"

"Leave, now," Haruhi said bluntly.

"Why?" the short blond asked again.

"Do you want her to panic?"

"No."

"Then leave!"

The boys all obeyed quickly, afraid to see Haruhi really angry. She smiled.

"I'm really sorry about them. They don't really understand how to act around a sick girl that actually acts like a girl, a pretty girl too!"

"So, you're not worried about me knowing?" I asked.

"Nope! You're the only girl who actually figured it out! I was a bit surprised, but it's kinda weird, having someone to know other than those idiots."

"I know kinda what you mean. People back in America said that I acted like a guy a lot. I dunno how they got that impression. But it was fun! I really got all of the gossip figured out! I got stuff from both sides, so I could figure out the stories pretty quick."

"Wow! Sounds fun! I wish I could do stuff like that!" Haruhi exclaimed.

"Well, grow your hair out a bit, wear dresses and say a lot of girly stuff. Then people will get along with you even better!"

"I can't do that!"

"Whatever. My name's Sona, by the way," I sighed.

"You must be feeling better."

"Why do you say that?" I wondered.

"Well, you don't look pale anymore. The shock must've worn off too."

"I guess so! Being able to breathe makes it a bit easier. I'm not really claustrophobic, but having those two so close, it's a bit overwhelming."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. This whole month has been overwhelming, but this week especially."

"Well, it's Thursday, so it'll be over soon."

"Yeah, I guess it will. I'm ready for it! But the real hell won't be over until next Wednesday."

"I see. Well, it has to be horrible for you then, being a real girl and spending this much time around them and their…well, we'll save the biology lesson for class."

We giggled softly. Then, the tall blond one fell from behind a door. Our giggling turned into low growling. He stood there, mortified.

He wanted to run, but the door had already been slammed shut behind him. He spun around and began pounding on the door, but it was locked.

"Tamaki-senpai," Haruhi began.

"Were you listening in on our conversation?" I finished.

He turned around and smiled nervously. "It's not like that, honestly! Those unscrupulous twins pushed me!"

"Hikaru! Kaoru!" Haruhi called.

"What?"

"Did you push our lord out of the door?"

"No!"

We smiled devilishly. We advanced on him slowly, trying to cause as much mental torture as possible. He was really nervous now. I could see the beads of sweat dripping from his face and the fear in his eyes.

"We don't like eavesdroppers, Tamaki," I said.

"They do get troublesome, don't they?" Haruhi asked me.

"Oh yeah! Especially when we try to talk about private matters that don't concern anyone else," I replied.

Honey's Turn!!

All we could hear was Haru-chan and Sona-chan saying something. Then we heard Tama-chan scream. It was a really high pitched girly scream. That must've been the French part of him! It was funny, but I don't think he would've screamed like that for anything, cause right after that Haru-chan and Sona-chan walked in with these creepy grins. They looked scarier than Hika-chan and Kao-chan.

After that, they looked normal again. I wasn't scared after that.

"Sona-chan! Sona-chan! Do you like cake?" I asked.

"Who doesn't, Honey-senpai?" she replied. She laughed.

"Do you want to eat some cake with me and Usa-chan?"

"Sure! Wait, would it add any more to my debt?"

"No," Kyo-chan said.

"Okay! Cake it is then!" I exclaimed. "Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Do you want to eat cake too?"

"Why not? If Sona's gonna risk it, I might as well risk it too."

"Yay!" I looked back at Hika-chan and grinned evilly.

"Honey-senpai scares me," Kao-chan whispered to Takashi. "Mori-senpai, aren't you going too?"

"Mitskuni is in civilized company, he doesn't need me to watch him."

"You just wanna bug Milord don't you?" Hika-chan asked.

"That too."