A New Friend
My heart was beating fast. Again I was going to be late for the interview because of school. Mom why couldn't you have been a commoner like dad? I looked down at my feet. I'm really going to kill whoever decided to make us wear high heels to school. Before I knew it I was flat on my face.
My name is Hitomi Tashime of class 2A in highschool at Ouran Academy. My mom died when I was in my third year of elementary school. Her family owned a large recording studio and since my dad was always away I'm in charge of finding clients.
"I'm so sorry!" A voice said. I looked up to see a hand held out for me. I grabbed it and got up.
"It's fine." I mumbled. I finally got a good look at the person. They had short brown messy hair and wore glasses. They were also wearing jeans and a baggy sweater with another shirt underneath.
"I'm Haruhi Fujioka of class 1A."
"Hitomi Tashime," I said trying to figure this person out, "you don't have a school uniform?"
"No." Haruhi replied. I looked down at my watch. Great, late again. Maybe the old man will still be there if I hurry.
"I have to go. I'll see you around." I started to jog away when Haruhi stopped me.
"Before you go do you know any quiet places where I can study?" Haruhi asked
"Sorry, but no. If find somewhere quiet though, let me know." I heard Haruhi give a light laugh as I jogged away. I could tell that we were going to be good friends. It would be nice to not have a snobby rich kid as a friend. Haruhi was on my mind the rest of the day.
A few days later at school I kept on looking for Haruhi. When I walked into class I heard some girls talking about a new host named Haruhi. Haruhi! I walked over to Kyoya and asked him about the new host
"Yes, Haruhi Fujioka of class 1A." Kyoya said never looking up from his clipboard. I walked back to my seat. I was definitely going to have to stop by the host club after school.
After school I waited by the host club door until I saw someone new walk by. Their hair was neat and combed out of their face, they had large doe eyes and was wearing a boy's high school uniform. Was this Haruhi?
"Hitomi? Hi." This was definitely Haruhi. Why is she wearing a boy's uniform? I looked Haruhi over. Strangely enough Haruhi looked almost exactly like my mom in high school. I pulled Haruhi closer to me so my mouth was by her ear.
"Why are you wearing a boy's uniform?" I whispered in her ear.
"What are you talking about?" Haruhi asked.
"I'm not dumb you look almost exactly like my mom did when she was in high school." I replied
"Okay, you caught me. The other day when I was finding somewhere quiet I walked into the host club by accident. Lon story short I bumped into a vase worth eight million yen, it broke, and now I have to be host to pay off my debt, but you can't tell anyone. Promise?"
"Promise," I said, it's not like I have anyone to tell", If you want I can pay off your debt so you don't have to be a host."
"NO! If you pay of my debt then I have to pay you back." Haruhi said in a rush.
"Okay, I won't." I said laughing
"I have to go. I'm going to be late at the host club," Haruhi said pushing open the door slowly ", and I'll see you around." She went into the host club. I was glad I bumped into Haruhi the other day. Maybe now I can make an actual friend. She was definitely someone I could trust.