Me: Gasp!

Karson27: What's your problem?

Me: I just realized I'm the same age as Honey and Mori! That means we're in the same grade right?

Karson27: Not necessarily. It depends on your birthday and their birthdays and -

Me: SHUT UP! I'm putting us in the same grade. They'll be Juniors with me. Which puts the Devil Man and Tamaki in the same grade as you and the Twins and Haruhi will be Freshmen! Does that sound right?

Karson27: Sigh. Sure. Whatever. You'll do whatever you want to anyway, useless president.

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I walked into my next class, vaguely wondering what else could go wrong, when a little blond ball of energy slammed into me. All my breath left me in a whoosh and I fell to the ground, landing on my butt hard.

"I'm sorry Tailyr!" Honey apologized. "I didn't mean to knock you down! You're not hurt are you?"

"Not immensely," I grumbled as Mori pulled both Honey and I to our feet. "Thank you."

He gave a simple nod as a 'you're welcome'. I found that to be perfectly fine. Most people talked too much around here, I found his silence blessed relief. The same could not be said of Honey.

"Are you in this class too, Tailyr?" Honey asked, practically running circles around me.

"That's what they told me," I said sarcastically. "You guys are taking an AP class too? That's pretty intense stuff."

"Takeshi and I took this class at home!" Honey declared loudly.

"AP U.S. History?" I blinked. "Why would you take that in Japan?"

"Not American History," he giggled. "Japanese History. We were in advanced classes so we thought we could handle it. Isn't that right Takeshi?"

The taller teen just nodded.

"The class itself is kinda hard but the teacher is a cool guy so, I think you just might make it," I shrugged heading off for my seat. I planted myself and Honey and Takeshi sat in the two desks behind me.

"Tailyr," the girl I sat next to, Jessica, whispered frantically, pulling on my t-shirt sleeve. "Tailyr!"

I turned to face her. Like I'd expected, she and half the girls in class were staring wide eyed at the handsome teens behind me. The other half was giving me jealous looks. What a pain.

"You know those boys?" she whispered.

"Yes and they're like three inches away and I'm pretty sure that they can hear you," I whispered back, rolling my eyes. "What of it?"

"My name is Honey! And this is Usa – chan!" Honey said, brightly, leaning over holding his bunny up for the girls to see. "What's your name?"

Jessica got a red face. I sighed in irritation. There was no way I was going to survive a whole year with the host club, no matter what.

-Karsyn-

After school, Tailyr and I sat in the parking lot on the hood of her car, waiting for our respective siblings to get out of detention so she could take us all home.

"T.J!" Tailyr yelled at her younger brother. "Get up off that tree boy! For I smack you upside your dumb head!"

"That's a little harsh don't you think?" came the suddenly familiar voice of Kaoru Hitachiin. I looked behind me to find the entire host club standing just on the other side of Tailyr.

"No," I said. "What are you guys still doing here?"

"We had to speak to the principal. He wants to make sure that we're adjusting nicely and that no one was giving us any trouble," Kyoya said, scooting his glasses up his nose.

I nudged Tailyr in the ribs. She gave me a look. She new what I wanted her to do but I could see it in her sapphire eyes that she wasn't going to do it. Ugh. Why did she always have to be so difficult? That meant that I was going to have to use more violent measures to get her to apologize to Kyoya.

"He question you about your face there pretty boy?" she asked, giving him an arrogant smirk.

"As a matter of fact, he did," he responded. "I didn't tell him what really happened of course. I told him I ran into a door."

She laughed, rolling her eyes toward me. She tossed some blonde hair out of her face and I took my chance. I punched her hard in the ribs, knocking all of her air out. "OW!" she whined, coughing. "Fine. I get it. I get it. I'm sorry that you weren't fast enough to avoid my punch Devil Man. Happy Karsyn?"

"That's not an apology," I scolded, turning to the host club. "I must apologize about this useless president. She's a monster. What she's really trying to say is, she's sorry that she hit you Kyoya."

He gave me an understanding look. Judging from how Tamaki had acted at lunch, I figured that he went through the same thing that I did on a daily basis. Though, I was positive that that particular dumb blonde wasn't nearly as violent as mine.

"Tailyr!" T.J. Cried running up to us. His eyes went to Honey. "Who are you? Why are you over here with the high schoolers?"

Tailyr face palmed, which she must have learned from me, because I did the same thing. "T.J. Honey is a junior like me. But, I bet he'd like to wrestle with you. Why don't you ask him?"

"Tailyr," I began warningly.

"Do you wanna wrestle with me?" T.J. Asked, his brown eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Uh. Sure!" Honey said hopping off of Mori's back.

"T.J. No," I tried to object but T.J. Was too much like his sister to actually listen to me. "Mori! Don't let him do that! Stop him before -"

I cut off as Honey promptly handed T.J. His butt on a silver platter. Tailyr was in hysterics, laughing so hard that tears were seeping from her eyes. She struggled for air as Honey skipped back to us. T.J. Wasn't really hurt, mostly shocked that he, the toughest sixth grader out there, just got his butt kicked in no time flat.

"How's that for ya, little runt?" Tailyr cat called.

I gave her a look. "You knew that Honey would win?" I asked her.

She was still trying to calm herself down. "Of course. He might look like a pretty boy but the kid's a total fighter. I've seen enough to know. He's gotta be a black belt at least."

I tilted my head to the side, trying to figure out how my idiot president figured this one out. She was such an oblivious ditz sometimes that I forgot how observant she could be.

"That's right!" Honey said, his doe eyes gleaming. "My family is a group of martial artist. I've been a champion since middle school and Takeshi is a Kendo champion. Right Takeshi?"

"Ah," he agreed.

"Okay. I can see how she might have guessed on you, Mori," I said. "But how did you figure out that Honey was a fighter?"

Tailyr gave me smirk, her blue eyes gleaming devilishly. "C'mon, Karsyn. You've known me for years. Have you forgotten my checkered past, present, and future?"

I sighed. That's right. My best friend is a criminal that never gets caught and I'm the number one accomplice. I saw that the Host Club looked pretty freaked out. They should be.

*by the way, all events are fictional and exaggerated. . I don't need to go to jail!