Hey people! So, I got really bored today and wrote another chapter! WOO(hyun)! Yeah, no promises in the future with so soon of updating, but I'll do my best. As pretty much everyone has figured out by now, homework sucks. Enough ranting! I now give you permission to read the chapter now!
Thanks and Happy Reading!
"Well, it's been a pleasure meeting you, Miss Sugiyama, but I'm afraid we must depart. Haruhi, I trust you can take her to Class 1A."
Of course he would know what class I'm in.
Haruhi rolled his eyes, "Ok Kyoya-Senpai, I got it. You don't have to tell me again."
And of course Kyoya had already planned the whole procedure of getting me to class.
"Alright then! We shall see you after school! Don't forget to bring the lovely lady with you! Till we meet again my beautiful Nessa!"
This guy is really getting on my nerves. Thankfully, Kyoya dragged him off to his class before I had to endure another round of, what that guy called flattery.
"I guess we should be getting to class then, uh Miss Sugiyama"
"You really don't have to be so formal. Just call me Nessa."
"Ok then, Nessa. So, how are you liking Ouran."
I looked down, "Uh it's well, um, it's interesting. To say the least."
He grinned, "Yeah, it's a lot to take in, especially when the first two people you meet are Kyoya-Senpai and Tamaki-Senpai. Don't worry, you get used to it."
I'll get used to it? Does that mean I'll become one of these freaks? Maybe if I avoid them, then… But didn't that Tamaki guy say something about seeing me and Haruhi after school? What's that supposed to mean?
"Hey, Haruhi? Didn't Tamaki-Senpai say something about seeing him after school? What did he mean by that?"
"Oh that. It's just for the Host Club. He probably just wants you to come check it out, and possibly even become one of his clients." Hey gave me a reassuring glance.
Unfortunately, that's the last thing I felt at this moment. So Tamaki wants to make me his client at the Host Club? No frickin' way.
Haruhi must've seen the disgust in my eyes and laughed. "Yeah Tamaki-Senpai is a handful, but he does mean well. Don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't go too overboard."
He suddenly slowed. "Ok, so turn down this hallway and we'll be at Class 1A. Quick warning, there are two more hosts in this class. They're brothers, twins in fact."
"I have to put up with more hosts!" Oops. I probably shouldn't have said that.
Haruhi looked a bit hurt, but smiled after a bit. "Hey, you don't seem to mind me."
Well, he was right. He was the most normal and level-headed person I've met here. True, he was a host, but he seemed different.
"Well, you seem to be the most, how do I put it, normal person I've met here. No offense, but you don't act like you're rich. At least you don't really seem to be… What I mean is…"
"Makes perfect sense actually."
"Huh?"
"Well, I'm a commoner. I'm an honor student at Ouran. I don't actually pay to go here. And before you ask, I didn't buy the uniform either. The Host Club gave it to me."
Wait he's a commoner! So he's the closest I'm gonna get to my old life. Well then, consider us friends.
"Ok, here we are. There's an empty seat in front of me. Since, you don't really know anyone yet, you can sit there."
"Thanks, Haruhi." I genuinely meant it. No sarcasm whatsoever.
He held the door opened for me as I stepped into the vast classroom. It was just as impressive as the rest of the building. I have to admit, the architecture here really is breathtaking.
"Haruhi!" I heard two voices yell over the buzz of the classroom.
I took a better look at the two. Same orangish hair, same auburn eyes, same facial features. Haruhi did say something about twins in the Host Club. Is this them?
MWAHAHAHA! You're gonna have to wait to find out how the twins react to Nessa! I'M SO EVIL. Ok not really, that's more of my friend Hanzuki's job (go check her stories out! You most definitely won't regret it, plus it'll tie you over until I update!). It's seriously starting to get awkward writing 'him', 'his', and 'he' when referring to Haruhi. I keep having to make sure I don't slip a she in there. Oh well, guess it's a personal problem. Hang in there my fellow Otakus!
