Chapter 1

I stood in the doorway, unsure if I should go into my new school or not. I was going to be playing sports again this year. It would be the first time in three years. The only problem was that I was in another rich kid school. At least my cousin, Haruhi, would be there. Still, I didn't know if I'd be able to handle it if the rich kids' parents were going to be horrible every time they lost. If they were going to force their own kid to endure hours of cruel interviews about how they lost. Every single detail. That's all reporters wanted. To see you squirm with disappointment and frustration.

I sighed and walked into the school. I was wearing the guys uniform. Go ahead, laugh at me, I don't care. I just hate yellow and dresses. So, put the two together and well, yeah. Not a good mix. Besides, I was an athelete. I didn't care about fancy clothes and stuff like that.

I walked slowly, ignoring the looks I got. What can I say? The new kid always gets stared at. It's annoying, but when you've been stared at like that all your life, you get used to it.

I yawned and walked to my class. I was in class 2-A. I walked in and the whole class turned and stared at me. The teacher looked my direction and smiled and gestured for me to come to the front of the class. I walked to the front and stared at the back wall.

"If you'd tell the class a little bit about yourself, please." The teacher said. I nodded.

"I'm Takara. I play sports. That's all." I said.

"Well, Takara, you can go to your seat then." The teacher said, slightly perturbed. She pointed to a seat between a blonde guy and a black-haired guy with glasses. I went and sat down.

I pretended to pay attention as the teacher started her lesson. I noticed that several girls kept glancing at me, blushing slightly. I was confused for awhile. Then I understood. I was wearing the guys uniform and I had short hair due to an... uh... interesting incident a few days before school started. The girls thought I was a guy. I sighed. What idiots.

Finally, the class ended. I got up and started walking out of the classroom to go to the bathroom. I needed to fix the bandage over my left eye. As I was walking out of the classroom, someone grabbed my arm. I stopped and turned.

"Yes?" I asked. It was the black-haired guy and the blonde guy I sat between. The blonde guy spoke.

"I'm Tamaki Suoh and this is Kyoya Ootori." He said. I nodded.

"What did you want?" I asked.

"Just come with us!" Tamaki said overly dramatic. Then he proceeded to drag me down a hallway. I sighed and didn't even put up a fight. It was pointless. I figured he would end up dragging wherever anyway.

We stopped at a door. I looked up and saw that above the door said Music 3. I sighed. What the hell was this idiot doing bringing me to an abandoned music room?

Tamaki opened the door and dragged me in the room. There were a set of twins, a really tall guy, a really short guy that was probably in elementary school, and Haruhi. I sighed again.

"What am I doing here?" I asked. Tamaki smiled.

"You're going to join the host club!" He said. I sighed.

"No." I said flatly.

"Yes." Tamaki said.

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"Just stop it already!" Haruhi said, irritated. The others looked pretty irritated too.

"I'm not going to join. That's final." I said.

"Ah, but you are. Unless you want to lose the privelege to play sports and for me to spill a rather nasty secret of yours." Kyoya said. I hadn't even noticed him following us. I turned and faced him, a nasty glare on my face.

"Oh, you're going that far are you? Well, I hope you realize that if that secret gets out, you will put in lock-up at one of the hidden military bases I run. You will then be charged with treason and sentenced to life in prison." I said, my voice emotionless. Kyoya blinked, then he smirked.

"Yep, that proves it. Hey, Takara. It's been awhile. I'd ask you why you're in the guys uniform, but I'm not really one to be talking." Haruhi said. Everyone looked from her to me. I looked over at her with a smile.

"Hi, Haruhi. As to your question, I'm wearing the guys uniform because I hate both yellow and dresses." I said, my mood completely different from before. Haruhi nodded.

"Well, it's nice to see you. And you might as well just join. They won't stop bothering you until you do." She said. I sighed in annoyance.

"I'm not a guy. So, I'm not going to." I said. Everyone aside from Haruhi and Kyoya stared at me in shock.

"You're not?!" They asked. I facepalmed.

"You idiots, didn't you listen to mine and Haruhi's conversation?" I asked.

"Oh."