"Kaytla Smith?"
"Yes?"
"Your uniform is in the third music room."
"May I ask why there?"
"One of the students has requested to meet you, there's only one other commoner in this school, Haruhi Fujioka."
"Excuse me but commoner is such a—"
"This is Takashi Morinozuka and Mitskuni Haninozuka; they're third year students, they will show you to the music room, they are in a club there."
"…. Yay." I said with anything but enthusiasm.
"Hi! You can call me Honey-senpai." Mitskuni said. He was a third year!? "You can call Takashi Mori-senpai." His voice gave off the impression that he was made of sugar.
"Nice to meet you both, I'm Kaytla. I'm from America."
"I thought you weren't from Japan, that's why your skin's so dark too, ne Kay-chan?" Honey asked.
"Right, I'm an authentic African-American-German-Indian female."
"Mitskuni, we should get going." Mori spoke for the first time. His voice was about as deep as I had expected.
"Okay! C'mon Kay-chan!" Honey said, grabbing my hand and dragging me to third music room.
The whole time we walked Honey talked about cake, his bunny Usa-chan, and things of the like. While Mori gave the occasional "Ah" or "Hm". When we arrived at the music room, my face was bombarded with rose petals. One of the few times I was unhappy with my favorite type of flower. I looked around and saw 5, wait no, 4 boys, and one girl in a boy's uniform. A pair of twins walked up to me and one of them thrust a dress into my hands.
"Hi there, my name's Hikaru, and this is my brother Karou." One of them said.
"Hi, my name's Kaytla, nice to meet you." I said. I walked around them and up to the girl. "Would you like to wear my uniform instead? I don't mind wearing something from home. I don't really like dresses, or yellow." Everything was silent for a moment, and then I was swept up and set into a chair with everyone except the girl staring at me intently.
"Hello my princess, my name is Tamaki. This is Kyouya and this is Haruhi. How did you know Haruhi was a girl?" The tall blonde boy said.
I sweat dropped. "It was a… secret? No one else knows?"
"Have you seen the girls at this school?" Haruhi asked.
"…Good point."
"I guess we'll have to find a way to bribe her to keep her from saying anything. Don't you think Tamaki?" Kyouya asked.
"I agree! We don't have a debt to hold over her so we can't hold her that way."
"Hey!" I said. "I'm not some gossipy little snitch! If you need it to stay a secret I'll keep it!"
"Well just in case you find the urge to tell someone, you should know that my family employs a private police force." Kyouya said. I twitched. I guess asking them to take my word for it was too much coming from the "foreign commoner".
"You know you're the second commoner to be in this school!?" Tamaki asked.
"Firstly, yes. Secondly, commoner is a very rude term. How would you feel if I called you rich snobs all the time? Lastly, I'm not what you would really call a total, lower middle class, person. I own my own line of fashion, Snap-Z. Have you heard of it?"
"I have, you're quickly becoming one of the top designers for young woman's fashion. Am I right?" Kyouya asked.
"Yes you are, and as much as I would love to stay and be threatened and interviewed, I need to go home and cook dinner."
"Don't your parents cook your dinner for you or something?" Tamaki asked. I didn't answer; I had rushed out the door.
"An interesting development." Kyouya said to himself.