Chapter One!

I gulped as I stared at the door to the third music room at Ouran High School.

This is where the rumored Host Club resided and it was also the place that my older cousin was currently wasting her time at.

I lightly knocked on the door, expecting to be thrown out before I even stepped foot into the room.

The door opened to reveal a blond haired by in a knight's costume.

"Ah, what do we have here? A new customer?" he said out loud. I blushed, looked down at my feet, and then shook my head no.

"I-I'm here to g-get my cousin, Tokoyo Mugon," I stuttered. The boy shoved a rose into my face and started pelting me with flattery.

"A-ah, c-could you please ba-ack away?" I asked him. He kept on going as if he didn't hear me.

Suddenly I felt hands drag me away from the blond boy. Surprised I glanced at my rescuers.

It was a pair of twins with orange hair. "A-arigato gozaimasu," I murmured quietly. The two boys examined me closely as I blushed under their gazes.

Without warning, two hands (attached to two arms) pulled the twins to the floor to get to me.

"Senritsu! What on Earth are you doing here?! In the Host Club of all places?!" my older cousin yelled at me.

"Gomen nasai, Mugon-san, demo Aunt Shizuka wanted me to inform you that your sixteenth birthday party will be held three weeks from now. She wants you to go home to start preparations that include deciding the theme of your party, picking a gown, making a list of guests, etc."

At the mention of 'party' Mugon was out the door before I finished. Everyone in the room sweat dropped.

"Ano, gomen nasai. I shouldn't have bothered you all," I said as I edged my way out of the room. Suddenly my back connected to something solid.

My head rose up to meet the stare of a very tall guy with black spiky hair. "Aha...gomen ne," I said shakily. He nodded and then moved out of my way.

From the corner of my eyes I could see girls shooting me evil looks.

I nervously chuckled and then lightly said sayonara. Without a moments hesitation I sprinted out of the third music room.

Once I was a safe distance away from the Host Club I sighed and sat on the floor.

Most people here at Ouran High School wouldn't even dream of sitting on the hallway floor, but I couldn't care less what they thought. After all, I'm already a shy and reserved social outcast.

After a few minutes I stood up and dusted myself off. I glanced at the large clock that was positioned outside the window.

"Hm, almost time for my music practice to begin. I better get going," I told myself.

Happily humming a tune, I reached into my dress pocket for my competition song. Nothing was in the right pocket or my left pocket.

My song was gone.

The only question was: where was it?!