Riza Nikato
walked down the hall and into the fourth music room. Her friends were
there already and dressed in the days theme. Miri Marubai was wearing
a red kimono with green stripes and pink petals on it. It set off her
blond hair wonderfully. Amu Nikikai was wearing a blue kimono with
light blue swirls. Sara Chamarai was wearing a pink one. Amu had
black hair and so did Sara. Riza(as club captian) had to wear the
most showy one. She put on a kimono that split to her knees and had
baggy sleeves. The kimono was bright green and had sakura trees on
it.
A guy walked in as soon as they were set up. He had red hair
and a thuggish face. His manner was kinda goofy and shy. Over all
Riza thought he was cute
Riza Nikato stared at the hottie.(also known as Kasanoda)"W-Welcome to the hostess club!" said Riza. The guy stared at her and she turned red and went over to Miri. "Miri-chan... Who is he?" she asked. "His name is Ritsu Kasanoda. He's a real thug..." she said with a small frown. Miri readjusted her glasses and went over to Kasanoda. "Who will you designate?" she asked. Riza sat down in her spot and stared out the window. For some reason, all the guys like Miri and Amu. She and Sara were the outcasts. "Whats her name?" Said Kasanoda in a scratchy voice. "Thats the club captian, Riza Nikato." said Miri
Riza stared in disbelief as the boy walked over to her.
Her heart thumped and she couldn't stop her face from turning red
."H-Hello! I am Riza Nikato! I will be your hostess today! Tomorrow you can change...If you don't like me..." she whispered.
Kasanoda smiled softly. "I don't think I wanna change." he said.
Riza turned even more red. Several more guys entered the room and one designated Sara. The others designated Miri and Amu. "so what do you like to do?" she asked. "I like to play kick the can." 'Really now?' she thought. "I-I do too!" she said with a cheerful smile. "R-Really? Would you play with me sometime?" he asked. Everyone in the room heard his enthusiastic comment and said,"WOOOOOOT! GO RIZA! GO RITSU!" Riza finally caught on. "Oh...My...God...BAD RIZA! BAD!" she whispered to herself as her whole face turned red. "I-I didn't mean it like that!" he said. "It's okay...I just have an overactive imagination." whispered Riza.
