CHAPTER 2
AN/: I DON'T OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB! I only own my OCs!
This is pretty much setting the scene for the English students the story is set around. As you can see, their reactions vary from the hosts :D oh and sentences in Italic are in Japanese - this doesn't apply to exaggeration! R&R PLEASE
The English students had also just received their slips. Not all were quite that placid about the gender of the people they were staying with. They had received theirs in tutor and of course, there was the one who made the most fuss about everything.
"Kammi! Have you seen this?" Katrina roared. Not one person paid attention, but that was kind of typical. Nearly everyone was used to her random outbursts in the middle of class and the like. Kammi's response was considerably dull. With a sigh, she put down her own slip and let her eyes lift to the short girl in front of her who waved about the profile of a ginger wildly. "Look at it!"
"What am I supposed to be looking at?"
"It's a guy! And I thought you were smart! Seriously what the fu-" Her eyes slid over to the disapproving teacher, she coughed and continued, "-udging jalapeños was this… irresponsible school thinking?" Kammi raised an eyebrow which Katrina stared at with envy and spoke quietly, "I was going to say retarded but sir likes to have a go at me no matter what I say."
"Katrina, would you please return to your seat!"
"Well my partner's a girl so I guess I'm safe from anything she's imagining." Jasmine pointed over at a sulking girl on the end of the picnic table. Katrina had spent the last two lessons freaking out considerably and received a detention in science.
"It's totally her fault; I did not install any kind of fear in her when I told her that Japanese men were all perverts." Paige grinned and felt some kind of metaphorical dagger trying to stab her and it was invariably coming from Katrina's glare.
She straightened up and announced, "I should have gotten an award for pointing out how ridiculous it is to have to board with boys! I mean-"
"Mine's a girl." Jasmine was totally pulling the troll face now.
"But we could all say you were a boy, anyway." Katrina waved her hand. It was totally untrue but she was using that card anyway. It was apparent that the rest had gotten bored of the bickering as proven by Katie waltzing up to Jasmine, poking her in the neck – shouting "Neck rape!"
Don't ask, it's an inside joke.
It had been seven days and they were all packed up and the students taking part all gathered in the airport, waiting for their plane. The girls sat with their friends on the floor, all using their suitcases as makeshift seats.
"..TimTimTimTimTimTimTimTim! TIM!" Katrina cried, poking a short-looking boy repeatedly.
"What?" He shouted, at last, finally breaking off his conversation with a friend to appease the annoying girl.
"Hi." She grinned and then hid behind Paige. Georgie, Lara, Jasmine and Katie were off with some other girls that the others didn't really associate that well with. One of them being the girl that Paige's former boyfriend left her for and all. And he now sits with the girl apart from all his friends who were sat with Paige and co. And all were feeling extremely bored, at that moment.
"I'm feeling really, really queasy right now." Georgie groaned, flopping on the floor. "If only there was teleportation!" Katie just poked the girl with a stick.
"F-Freedom!" Georgie cried, almost collapsing on the random victim in front of her, which happened to be Kammi. Kammi stumbled into Katie who fell into Jasmine's legs who in turn wobbled and collapsed on Katrina. Katrina pulled Paige over, mainly because she was the first thing she grabbed and she felt like it. It all ended up with Paige squishing Katrina but you should feel more sorry for whoever was at the bottom and the one at the top better be thanking their lucky stars.
"Alright. Who jinxed us with the freedom bit because I'm officially stuck." Someone muttered from underneath, it was muffled and no one could really understand it but they turned to give the accusing eye at Georgie.
"If you guys could get up now, I would give you a kiss, but I think my face was mangled." A desperate cry came from Katie.
When they all managed to get up, most people were already at the luggage conveyor. They dashed to receive their suitcases and bags before heading off towards the exit to find their partners.
"It's official. I'm going to be sick." Mumbled Lara, who had managed to avoid being bundled.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why? We're boarding with people we don't know, we're in a foreign country and god knows what could happen to us! I mean, a month here? I don't think I can survive a month!" She shot a glare at Katie, groaning with some exaggeration.
"Well we're here now so, err, anyone wanna give me a piggy back?" Katrina grinned, though feigned jet lag.
The Host Club were staring around themselves in amazement, well I generalise that statement – Haruhi just wanted to go home. It was a commoner's airport. They were waiting with the rest of the school who were participating as the first of the English students came through to where they sat. They looked slightly disappointed when none were their partners. Time went by.
And by.
And by.
And so did many English students, until the undistinguished chatter subsided into shouts as through the door ran 3 people, all with another on their backs.
"And Jasmine is in the lead, no wait Paige is pushing for that extra leg and Kammi is falling behind but wait here she comes putting on a last sprint for the final and there she goes! Kammi is out of the race but Paige and Jasmine still push on and Jasmine wins! What a fantastic game! This is Lara Raymond reporting to you as a very excited jockey commentator!"
A girl ran after them, shouting this into an empty, hollowed out Pringles carton and the host club watched in fascination, not really understanding a word they spoke as the tallest flat out sprinted only to lose balance and topple over, the girl on the back tumbling off as well. The rest crossed over some imaginary finish line and all collapsed, out of breath – except the shortest one, she'd only sat there and was still giggling away.
When they realised they had an audience they straightened up, suitcases apparently popping out from nowhere as they made their way to find their partner. Kammi and Katrina were, typically, the last to find theirs; bickering seamlessly as they made their way over – apparently the taller was being blamed for them failing entirely.
"Seriously, how unbalanced can people get? You big goof!"
"Why are you trying to blame it all on me? You were the one trying to impersonate Speedy Gonzales!"
They stared at the rest of the group, who were now standing, a girl behind each stranger, before realising they had to find their partner. The obviously more mature one just up and walked off to greet Morinozuka while the one left there, stranded, eyed Hikaru before biting her lip and offering her hand in a hand shake; immediately changing demeanour when faced with someone new – or maybe she was just hoping he would carry her luggage.
It was miserably silent and tense. Each stared at the limo with curiosity but also with apprehension. Katie exhaled, twiddling her thumbs awkwardly.
"Well then! Let's go!" The tall blonde dude cried to break the silence.
"Alright!" The identical twins crowed, tugging the two nearest victims in. Katrina wailed, grabbing for Kammi.
"Don't let them take me!" She managed to grab the girl's denim jacket and pulled her into the limo with her.
"Let's go, Takashi!" The short boy followed afterwards, pulling his friend along easily. The rest were left there looking lost but decided to follow them up anyway. But inside the limo fared no better. The orange-topped duplicates decided they were going to pull their act on the girls, something apparently called "brotherly love". They didn't look impressed, most looked nothing short of horrified and they were pretty sure someone was crying about their ruined eyes. Cue looking at Katrina.
"It was worth the try." The boys looked at each other, speaking simultaneously before settling back into their seats; no longer interested in performing for the girls. Then the blonde started shouting at the boys, wailing on about something the girls identified as the boys being horrible, corrupted perverts and there was something in between about princesses and daughters – but they couldn't be sure.
"Tamaki." A stern voice came from a boy in glasses, which glinted slightly - hinting at some kind of annoyance. The blonde stopped, looking over innocently from where he had been harassing the twins.
"Yes?"
"We've arrived." 'Tamaki' continued to look absolutely clueless for a second before something clicked in his head. The guy transformed from some over-hyper Labrador-hybrid to somehow a cool and collected prince; fishing out a rose from apparently nowhere to offer to Georgie.
"Forgive me for my belatedness, Georgie-hime!"
"H-hime?"
"He called you a princess. At least you're going to get pampered." Katrina grumbled and stole a suspicious glance at the twins, whose brotherly act she still hadn't bleached from her mind.
AN/: this didn't turn out like I really wanted it to, so I might redo this chapter :/ It was all done late at night n R&R? :D