I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, just my OCs!

Chapter 2

"After school, I'm taking you to see the Host Club!" Erin said, completely ignoring my look.

I sighed and shook my head.

'There's no point in arguing with her now. I'll try to talk her out of it later.'

We both headed to lunch, and when we walked in, some girls started squealing.

I sweatdropped when Erin looked at me quizzically. " Don't ask," I muttered as I pointed to a table in the back, signaling to her that I'll wait there while she gets her lunch.

She nodded, and we parted ways. While I was walking towards our table, I spotted Haruhi.

I waved at her, and she smiled back. Then I noticed two boys standing next to her. They looked like they were fighting. One had bubble gum pink hair, and the other had sky blue hair.

'Interesting choice of colors.' I thought, slightly amused.

I sat at our table, and while waiting, I pulled out my sketchbook and kit. Just as I was about to put in my headphones, there was a huge shadow covering me. I looked up to see, who I'm assuming was 'Mori-sempai'.

"Thank you," I said, glancing at my sketchbook kit. He nodded. Then something jumped on his back.

I blinked, realizing it was that kid from before in history.

"Did you get your sketching kit back?" the boy hanging from Mori's shoulders said.

I nodded and showed him the kit. He smiled and asked "Are you going to visit the Host Club? I'd like to talk to you more!" he said sweetly. I swear there were pink flowers around his face when he said that.

Before I could answer, Erin had walked over. 'Uh, oh.' I thought as she came over.

She smiled, but I didn't like the way she smiled like that like she was planning something.

I mentally sighed. I was about to explain that I was busy and had a bus to catch, but before I could say anything, Erin appeared. It seems like she overheard the last bit of our conversation.

"Of course, she'll come! We were actually planning to go today too, right Raven?" she said with an 'innocent' grin.

I felt a vein twitch on my head. 'I don't have fucking time for this.' I was about to say otherwise, but when I looked at the kid's face, I couldn't say no.

I nodded, and Erin smiled. Then it looked like the kid remembered something.

"We never introduced ourselves did we, Takashi?" he said looking up at Takashi.

Takashi shook his head. The kid smiled. "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, and this is Takashi Morinozuka. You can just call us Honey and Mori."

I nodded. Before anyone could say anything, Honey disappeared. I blinked to see if I was imagining it, but I wasn't.

I looked over at the commotion, and I saw Honey being tossed around by the two boys from earlier.

Before I knew it, I had jumped in and grabbed Honey. I landed safely on the other side and checked to see if he was alright.

"That was so cool, Rave-chan!" Honey said in awe. I blinked and gave a small smile. I shook my head and set him back down. Mori and Erin had come over to see if we were both alright.

I waved off Erin's concerns and ruffled Honey's hair. He giggled and hugged my waist.

He let go and latched onto Mori's shoulders. When he looked at me, he seemed to be saying 'Thank you' I nodded. They both walked back to their table. We walked back to our table.

"Do you even have a lunch?" Erin asked worriedly. My stomach shoes to growl at that exact moment. "You can have some of mine, and no buts about it!" she said sternly, seeing as I was about to protest. I sighed and chuckled to myself.

I ate some of her lunch, and we talked about small stuff.

"Why were the girls squealing before?" she asked. I sighed and told her that they think I'm a boy.

She blinked in shock. "You're not a boy?" she whispered yelled. I nodded, and she tried to frantically apologize, but I waved it off.

I checked my phone. It was time for my next class.

I headed off to art, and when I entered, I saw that there were a lot of people this time.

'Guess they thought taking art would be one of the easy classes.' I mentally sighed.

I got another headache while I was doing introductions. Half the class, mostly the girls, were squealing and blushing, while the other half, mostly the boys, were glaring at me.

'This is going to be a long class.'

I thought art was going to be fun and relaxing.

Boy, was I wrong.

Between the boys glaring at me, and girls fangirling over me, I had a huge headache by the end of the class. As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of class, heading to one of the music rooms.

Music always helped me relax, so I quickly found an empty room. I had dropped off my guitar in the office yesterday, and I looked to see if this was the room.

'Bingo!'' My guitar case was sitting next to a stand. I picked it up and looked for a place to set up. There was a good spot by the window, so I set up over there.

I took a moment to think about the song Robin wanted me to practice. I couldn't remember, so I took out my phone to see what she texted me last night.

Robin, Sarah and I had started a band with her boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend. I am the lead guitarist, and singer, Robin plays the keyboard, piano and violin. She's also the manager and Sarah is the tech person. Her ex used to play the drums, but after he cheated, he was promptly kicked out by us. We've been looking for a drummer ever since. That whole fiasco happened about two weeks ago.

'Here it is!''

The song is So Cold by Breaking Benjamin. We're doing a small concert at the neighborhood's Music Festival, and we've been practicing nonstop. We're gonna do three performances. 'So Cold' by Breaking Benjamin, 'Killing Me Inside' by Crossfade and 'Mama' by My Chemical Romance.

I visited America one summer, and ever since I heard their music, I've been obsessed with it. Robin used to live in America when she was little, but her family moved out here a couple years before I checked into this apartment complex.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I looked to see who it was.

"Raven? Are you okay? You've been staring into space for the past five minutes." Erin said looking at me worriedly. I shook my head and noticed she had drumsticks in her hand. My eyes widened.

"You play the drums?" I asked, an idea already forming in my head. She nodded.

"Do you want to be in our band?" I asked bluntly. Her eyes widened in shock, but I could tell she was thinking it over.

"Who else is in the band?"

"My friend Robin, she's the keyboardist, but she's also the manager and Sarah, bass player and tech of the group. I'm the lead guitarist and singer." I said. She looked shocked again. I looked at her confused.

"This is the most I've heard you speak the whole day!" She said surprised. I blinked. She was right, but music is one of my passions, and I usually get really talkative while talking about music.

"We're short one band member, and we need a drummer. We're playing at my neighborhood's Music Festival." She nodded, and after a few minutes, she smiled.

"I'll do it!" I nodded at her, but I could practically feel my excitement rising. We didn't have to cancel after all!

"Oh, and one more thing, The Host Club is canceled for the day, so we'll have to go tomorrow." I nodded and started showing her the songs we were going to perform.

Soon enough, music was over, but we decided to stay and talk for a bit. I told her about my likes, dislikes, my apartment, about Slush, Haruhi (I didn't tell her that Haruhi was a girl though), Robin and Sarah. I glossed over my family situation and my mother. I still couldn't talk about that.

I've never been this talkative in a long time. It actually feels pretty nice. I can already tell that Erin is going to be one of my closest friends at Ouran.

We parted ways after we were ready to go home. I texted Robin about our new drummer and told Erin that we would meet up again at the end of the week. We exchanged numbers and I headed home. Today wasn't so bad after all. I headed up to my apartment and as soon as I walked in, I was bombarded by Slush.

I giggled and scratched behind his ears, before setting him down. I put my bag down on one of my chairs and went to change into my pajamas. There was no way I was going to go shopping now, it's too late for that. They were an oversized t-shirt and a pair of gray sweats. I plugged in my phone to charge it and turned on my laptop. I put my music on, made sure that was charging too, and took my glasses off. I whistled for Slush to come to me. He jumped on the bed and curled up next to my chest. I flipped the lights off and listened to my music.

"Goodnight Slush." He barked in return, and I fell asleep.