Authors Note:
This is my second fanfiction so I would love reviews & such!
Chapter One:
"Excuse me?" Skye managed, a look of frustration crossing her face. This was the third library she had entered and more than the third time she had been ignored. Rolling her eyes, she went up to another group of whispering teenage girls, all of which were starring at her. "Excuse me, but could you please tell me where I can go to attend the Host Club?"
"So you're the pesky commoner who keeps asking," a posh voice chimed in from behind her, "There's already one commoner who snuck his way into the Host Club, and we're determine to make sure there isn't a second."
Skye turned to the girl, who was as orange as an oompa loompa, with thick make up that made her burst out laughing. The whispering girls hide smiles, continuing to whisper to themselves, as if finding it amusing themselves.
"What's so funny?" The posh girl pressed.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't think they accepted oompa loompas into Ouran." Skye laughed more wiping a tear from her eye. "Look, I don't want to join your pathetic little host club, I want to see Haruhi."
"Why? Are you planning a commoner protest or something?"
Skye laughed once more, "You're hilarious! No, I just haven't seen he-him for awhile." She caught herself, "I was studying in England last year and I wish to see Haruhi, that's all."
"If you want to see Haruhi, I suggest looking in music room three," one of the whispering girls spoke up, "That's where he studies when he's not hosting."
"Thank you," and with that, Skye took her leave, following an organized map the school had given her to venture to what seemed to be an abandoned hallway with a single sign, "Music Room 3."
Upon opening the door, she was greeted by six tale boys, and Haruhi, who she had been informed by Haruhi's father was playing the part of a boy to pay off a debt.
"Welcome," the seven said in unison, "To the Ouran Highschool Host Club."
"Haruhi?" Skye caught herself holding back tears. It was the first time she had seen her best friend in three years. "Your hair!"
A tall blonde, and a set of twins looked between each other, grabbing Skye by the arms and legs and pulling her into a separate room. Moments later a flashlight was shining in her face.
"How do you know Haruhi?" One of the twins spoke, the tall blonde crying in a corner.
"Yeah, and how long have you known she was a girl?" The other chimed in.
"I'm her neighbour," Skye whined, covering her eyes from the blinding light, "We grew up together. I just got a scholarship here so I thought I'd come and see her. Her dad told me she was in the Host Club to pay off a debt."
"Of course the big mouthed drag queen would blow our cover," The one twin spoke.
"How do we know we can trust you?" The other questioned.
"Why don't we just ask Haruhi-chan?" A short blonde questioned, a big pink bunny resting in his arms, "She would know whether or not we can trust her."
"Yeah," the black haired guy added behind the small boy.
"Haruhi," Another called out, adjusting the glasses on his face but never taking his eyes off a small black book, "You're wanted in here."
She stumbled in, being pushed by the no-longer-crying blonde. "I can walk myself, Senpai."
"Haruhi?"
With one glance at each other, both girls were locked in embrace. "Skye? Where have you been?"
Skye laughed into her friends hair, "I went to a school in America, then another in France, and then one more in England. Now I'm attending Ouran." She pulled away and did a little spin to show off her ugly yellow school uniform, "How do I look?"
"Dashing!" Haruhi laughed, acting more feminine than she had ever before in front of the Host Club males. "You look simply divine!"
"Really? I don't like the dresses at all. I mean, next to boys in purple suits? What are we, an Easter parade?"
"That's exactly what we've been saying," the twins chimed in, "The colours are all wrong. The pastel should stay but maybe something a bit more like the colour of cherry blossoms for the girls, don't you think?"
"As well as lace. Lace is big this season," the other agreed.
Skye nodded in agreement before whispering to her friend, "Um, who are these people?"
"Allow me to perform the introductions," the blonde smiled, "This is Mori, the silent type, and Honey the boy lolita."
"You're pretty!" Honey announced, "Would you think to hold Usa-chan?"
Skye took the bunny from the boy's arms with a smile, afraid he may very well cry if she didn't. "I'd love to."
"Oh, and these are the shady twins, Hikaru, and Kaoru. Kyoya is the one with the glasses, the smart type. And I'm," the boy lifted Skye's chin in an effort to be romantic, "Am Tamaki, the princely type. So," he let her chin fall, "which type is your type?"
This could go two ways, Skye thought to herself, The interesting way, or the fun way.
Knowing Tamaki seemed to be full of himself, Skye took a step forward and grew a devilish grin, "I'm into redheads myself."
With that, Tamaki plummeted into a corner of despair, tears streaking his cheeks.
"Oh, come on, Boss," Kaoru spoke, leaning on one side of Skye.
"We all know it's hard to resist a set of twins, it's every girls fantasy," Hikaru added, leaning on Skye's other shoulder, "Right?"
Skye rolled her eyes and played along, "Oh, of course. I mean it's double the pleasure and double the fun, right?"
"You took the words right out of our mouths," they said in unison.
"Don't encourage them!" Haruhi exclaimed in attempt to hold back laughter, "I thought you were smarter than that!"
"You know me, Haruhi, I always found it hard to resist one bad boy, let alone two." And that was it, all four of them were on the floor laughing, tears staining their cheeks as they waited for Tamaki to return from his doom corner. "Come on, Tamaki, lighten up," Skye began to walk to the corner, and sat next to him, something no one else would dare to do, "We were only kidding around." She messed up his hair, "I find you extremely princely."
"Really?"
She nodded as the King shot up, seemingly fully recovered, "Now if only you were a ginger," Skye mumbled.
~~Continued in chapter two~~