Author's Note: Here's another chapter of Days! Enjoy :3

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Chapter Three – The First Day 2: The Female Manager vs. Hungry Adelaide

On one chilly spring day at Ouran High School, a certain young dark-blond student, deprived of sleep and free time, resigns herself from a conversation about her favorite otome game for the very first time. As the girl walks towards her mahogany desk, a sigh slips from her pale face, as her sunken brown eyes fill up with deep thoughts and problem-solving.

Renge Houshakuji is not having a great day. The source of the young lady's trouble is her status as manager of the Host Club. When Renge signed up for the manager spot, she did not realize the true extent of the work load. Managing such an extravagant club includes watching the money, organizing events, and monitoring the relationship between the host and clients. Of course Kyoya had handled all this before Renge came along, but the young hot-head had to open her big mouth and volunteer to help. Kyoya Ootori, being the cold opportunistic Shadow King, immediately snatched the opportunity to share the workload with Renge. Thus, Renge's high school career immediately filled up with late nights calculating their finances, and busy early mornings, directing the host club set-up for special themes and occasions. Not to mention, managers had to make sure the hosts were happy and satisfied during the club time. The school does not allow special servants to serve each student or assist the club, except in special circumstances, so Renge was expected to do all the work. Due to all the arduous work managing the host club is, it is no wonder that none of the Hosts' loyal cliental never volunteer for the job. The only reason Renge agrees to this crazy job was to be able to see her beloved Haruhi.

But it's too much work! Renge thought, I can do the technical work and help Kyoya with merchandise, but being the host's dog is too much! Not to mention that I don't have any study halls during the day! How am I supposed to properly direct the theme set-up and make sure the host club is clean!

Renge settles down in her desk and sighs yet again. Class would start soon. Should I try to find an assistant? But who would volunteer willingly for such a role?...Maybe I can blackmail or threaten someone into doing it! The young manager starts to smirk, a devious aura emitting from her sitting form. She places her hands under her chin and observes her classmates. Hmm…but I need someone who I can wrap around my finger and is easy to control…but who? I've only been here for a few weeks…

"Good Morning class. I trust you had a wonderful weekend. To start off another wonderful week, we have a new student. Adelaide, please introduce yourself." The instructor calls out.

New student? Renge looks up to see a young girl standing in front of the blackboard. Her dark brown hair is pulled into a loose side ponytail that goes down to her mid-chest. When did she get here?

"Hi…My name is Adelaide Suzuki, but you can just call me Adele or Addie." The fidgety new girl says and smiles awkwardly. The girl's light grey eyes dart across the classroom nervously.

Hmm….She doesn't seem to have a big presence. Could she work? She look's uncomfortable- she must not like attention! Renge's eyes widen as the new student tensely answers questions from her classmates. This could work out. Does she take any electives? Renge's mouth opens to ask the question, but the teacher interrupts, trying to start the lesson. Renge's mouth closes in disappointment. So close, looks like I'll have to ask her.

New kids are perfect. Whatever their goals in high school are for – they can't achieve them if they get the wrong kind of attention. This girl, Adele, is surely the same. Renge is certain she can control anyone with the Shadow King on her side.

Renge grins, her eyes gleaming in excitement. Oh look- Lucky! She sits right next to me!

Perfect.

Opportunity does not knock; it presents itself when you beat down the door.

-Kyle Chandler

"….and on that note, class, you are dismissed for lunch." The instructor says as he starts to erase algebraic equations from the board. I almost leap from my seat in joy.

Finally! Lunch break! Food.

My stomach had been growling for the past three hours since I forgot to bring any food from home. A+ for preparation skills, Addie, you are definitely ready for the real world. I finish packing my work materials and stand up from my desk. Suddenly, a female's voice speaks to me.

"Hey Addie. Liking school so far?" the voice speaks out.

I blink. Did someone just talk to me? I turn my head and my eyes widen in surprise.

"It's you!" I exclaim. It my target-…I mean..erm..neighbor.

"Huh?" My classmate tilts her head in confusion.

"Oh it's n-nothing!Uh…School is…busy." I shrug. Well it's not a lie, "I'm starting kinda late so…-"

"Oh, I totally know what you mean. My name's Renge by the way. I'm from France and I also came in a few weeks late." Renge says, smiling, "Would you like to come to lunch with me?"

"Uh..Sure." I reply, her invitation surprising me. Well, she' my target so I guess this is a good thing. But what's with that weird glimmer in her eye? It seems a bit sinister. Is she planning something?

"Come on Addie, Let's go! I'll show you the dining room. The food here is really good!" Renge tells me as she grabs my arm.

Oh well, she is showing the lunch room. I probably am imagining things. I mean, no one holds grudges against the new kid…right?

"Great, I'm starving." I say, plastering a fake friendly smile on my face. Well, this is a great opportunity to get some information about the school.

Renge smiles back at me, her eyes filled with a mysterious intent as she drags me to the lunch room.

"Do you like your meal Addie?" Renge asks me.

I manage to get out a "mhmmm." as I stuff my mouth with another mouthful of sushi…at least that's what I think it is. I was never the picky child.

"Hah! So you really can eat anything! I've lost count of how many plates of food you've eaten" Renge exclaims, barely holding in laughter.

"Ay wasshhh werryy hungry," I say through a full mouth. Why are you talking to me again? Oh, right, I need information about the school. Ahh, If only I could enjoy this meal in the classroom. Alone.

Other girls gather around to watch me eat more plates of food. Pasta, salad, steaks– nothing matters when it comes to satisfying my stomach. When I finish, I politely wipe my mouth with my napkin and quickly give the other girls a glare that screams, 'There's nothing more to see here– stop crowding and go away.' The only person I really care to be with at the moment is Renge and communicating with her is already a struggle.

After all the girls disappear ("Where did they all go?" Renge exclaims when she realizes that she and I are the only two sitting at the table. I shrug, feigning innocence.), I turn to Renge and say, "So, being new and all, is there anything I should avoid?"

Renge looks at me, her hand rubbing her chin, "Hmm…I haven't been here for long and this place is very high-class and orderly, almost perfect!" Renge says as she gestures to the lavishly garnished garnish and walking lunch servants, "but stay away from the Class D people – though I'm sure a Class A student like yourself wouldn't want to mix yourself with them anyway- some of them aren't too bad, but I haven't really had very good experiences with them so I wouldn't risk it…" Renge looks uncomfortable for a moment, but quickly gathers herself, "Other than that, nothing I can think of. Why would you ask?"

"Oh no real reason, I just want to make sure I don't do anything stupid," I answer, waving my hands around. I force another smile. I really deserve an Oscar for this.

"Oh, haha, yeah that would be good!" Renge exclaims with a slight giggle. Was that forced? Or is something else? My eyes narrow in suspicion. I still get this weird vibe from her. Why would she ask me to sit with her at lunch? She does not seem like the lonely type…oh heavens-please don't be the lonely, clingy type!

Renge suddenly looks me in the eye intensely. I blink at her sudden stare; I could feel her malicious vibe growing stronger. "Can I see your schedule? What kind of electives are you doing?" she asks with an innocent smile on her face.

"Uh…s-sure," I stutter, unsure whether I like this development or not. I take out my schedule from my red messenger bag and hand it to her, "I decided not to take any electives, and none of them really suit me anyway." Electives mean dealing with more work and people. No thank you. Study hall has books, Wi-Fi, comfy chairs, and no people- my version of paradise. To be honest, when Mother mailed me the elective sheet, I just mailed it right back blank without even opening the envelope.

Renge eyebrows rise as she looks through my schedule. Is that suspicion in her eyes? "Wow! You really have a lot of free time!" Renge looks at me, happiness almost radiating of off her body. I suddenly feel a chill course through my veins. Okay Addie, the atmosphere is getting weird, just get the information and leave.

"Hey Renge" I exclaim

"Yes?" Renge replies, still looking at my schedule.

"Where are the popular hangouts?" I ask. Translation: Where are the places that I should avoid for my sanity?

"Uhhh…" Renge tilts her head towards me, her eyes filling with confusion. Her brow furrows, "hmm…popular hangouts…Ah!" She raises her finger in realization, "How about I show you this afternoon! Meet me in from of Music Room #3! I manage this club that's really popular."

Wait, meet you? Clubs? No thanks.

I quickly try to politely decline the invitation, "Well, actually-"

"Ahhhh look at the time! I'm late for my meeting with Kyoya. He really hates it when I'm late! Bye!" Renge quickly gathers her things and runs out of the cafeteria at an alarming speed.

I lift my hand in an attempt to stop her, but she was already gone.

…Well crap. Music Room #3 huh? For some reason I feel like I am the one who was played... I don't like this situation at all. What kind of club is this? At least I got some of the information I want. I guess I can skip this meeting-Wait, why do I feel so dizzy?

I suddenly find myself sitting on a plain desk in an empty classroom.

Addie?

I look around for the source of the voice. I can't see much. Everything's…so dark.

Come on. Don't give me that face- it's rude y'know?

My head turns frantically in search of the female voice. What's wrong with my face?

Hey Adddddiiiieee!

It smells like flowers…My eyes start to close.

Pay attention to me! You can't just treat people like that Addie. Everyone's got their own reasons and circumstances for their actions. At least give people a chance to show that. Please?

…Why do I feel so sleepy…

For me?

Do I know you?

Why are you telling me what to do –?

Darkness surrounds me.

...

...

Argh, my head!

My hands clutch my head as pain exploded in my skull. As the pain dissipates I find myself still in my seat at the cafeteria. Good, no one notices my sudden movement. My hands move to rub my aching forehead.

What just happened? Who just talked to me? I recall the voice's words.

At least give them a chance.

Why does this voice sound so…familiar and comforting…yet, painful.

Everyone got their own reasons and circumstances for their actions.

It sounds like…who does it sounds like again? I pause. Wait-

I flinch as another sharp pain pulses through my head.

Don't remember. Not yet.

Huh?

Another voice echoes through my head, but this time…

…it was my own.

After a long a school afternoon of headache medicine, class time, and the occasional nap, it is finally time for clubs. I leave my classroom with my things and start the hunt for Music Room #3. I amble across the long corridors of the high school in search of the abandoned music room. Where is it? I look around the hallway. I really don't want a repeat of this morning, I thought, recalling how many upperclassmen I spooked in order to ask for directions. Suddenly I hear a group of loud high-pitched chattering. Well, the club is popular apparently so there should be a lot of people around where it is. I walk towards the noise. I find a large mass of girls crowded around two large wooden doors and the sign:

Music Room #3

Bingo.

"Oh there you are!" Renge calls out, appearing from nowhere. She comes up and grabs me, "Come on, let's go, you have to meet your bosses-cough- my fellow club members." Renge grabs my wrist and starts to drag me to the music room entrance.

Wait, meet my bosses…? Is there something wrong with this chick? Okay, screw this whole 'giving chances' funny business- I am getting away from this psycho and going home. Now.

I try to break Renge's grip, "Hey Renge, you are a nice person and all…but I gotta split. Bye." I rip my wrist away from Renge and I start to run away. Renge quickly catches me and tackles me to the ground. Oh no, she's a fast runner too? I'm doomed.

"Come on Addie, play nice for a bit." Renge says as she slogs my body towards the now-open doors of the abandoned music room.

I look to the ground in a quick defeat. I give up – there was no escape form this woman. Just kill me already, I heard voices- girls laughing, and…squealing?

"Look Addie!" Renge tells as she drags me through the two open doors.

"Welcome to our Host club, my lady." I hear a group of male voices chorus. I lift my head to look at the source of the sound. My eyes widen in shock of the sight.

A group of young men stood together in the center of the room. Why are they posing? Wait, they look familiar…wait! Is that Haruhi and the twins? My breath starts to quicken. I look up at a grinning Renge. Triumph in her eyes, she pulls my limp body up and shouts,

"Everyone, meet our new co-manager, Adelaide Suzuki."

Co-Manager?

I squeeze my eyes shut.

Everything makes sense now. Why Haruhi and the Hitachiin brothers are so popular.

Renge's interest in me and my schedule.

I'm trapped. Condemned. Dead. My perfect dream of isolation…Gone. I open up my grey eyes to look at my treacherous fate again.

All eyes turn towards me. The 'hosts' start to surround me as my vision starts to blur. My stomach growls in hunger. Why am I hungry at a time like this!

"Look Haruhi-"

"-It's that new nobody from our class!"

"Ah, you're right! It is. Is she okay?"

Why do I feel so light-headed?

"Look Takashi! It's that ghost from this morning!"

"…Honey, she's alive and breathing..."

…everything's getting…darker…

"Ohh, so you know her Haruhi! Is she your friend! Mom, look! Our daughter made a female friend!"

"Yes Tamaki, I have a feeling Haruhi's precious new friend will be very beneficial to us for the coming months."

…..Good night.

Everything turns black.

I pass out.