Three in the afternoon and Haruhi and I were ready to study. Problem is, we've been to three of the four library rooms already and they were all full and loud. I had this same problem last year, but today I really didn't want to go to the rose bush maze. Even though it was a nice day today, I didn't want to go there because on nice days the school athletic types play kick the can and the cans always go into the maze and end up bonking me on the head.
I had bad luck so I decided I better not go out there today. I wore a blue sweater, a boyish wig and contacts making me look like a boy with a cute face. It was really hard to tell I was a girl, since I wore a slip shirt underneath my sweater to hide my breasts. I wore long black slacks as well, with black shoes. I wasn't specifically embarrassed to be dressed like a boy, since it really didn't matter what I looked like.
Haruhi wore jean pants, shoes, and an old sweater that was too big on her, with the short hair and wearing our grandfather's glasses, she really did look like a boy.
Now we had just opened the door to the fourth library room… and it was full of the rich snots that inhabited the school. Haruhi and I exchanged a glance as I closed the door with a sigh.
We were silent as we walked away, and began to walk up the red carpeted stairway.
Finally Haruhi spoke, "This place has four library rooms. You'd think one of them would be quiet."
"That's the problem with this school. It's huge and yet it's always loud and full." I replied quietly.
As we walked in silence we passed a couple of big windows and both stopped to watch as doves flew past.
How are things in heaven, mom? I can't believe it's been ten years already. I thought.
I was seven years old when my mother passed away… I had been closer to her than Haruhi and it had shaken me deeply. I think that's why I've become such a quiet person, and why I work so hard. If she was here, I just hope she would be proud of me and Haruhi.
Maybe that's why this school annoys me, since these kids have everything they want and they don't really try hard.
"I'm beginning to think that rich kids only come to school to have a good time." Haruhi told me.
"I found that out last year." I replied with a sour expression. Though I knew not all of them were so bad.
We stopped and I realized we had come to stand in front of the third music room's door. It was an abandoned music room so we hadn't checked it yet.
The memory of the first time I stood outside this door flashed in my head but I just shook the thought away.
"An abandoned music room…" Haruhi murmured.
I took ahold of the handle of the door, "I guess this is the only place we'll be able to study in peace and quiet." I said. I knew Kyoya had warned me that a host club was behind this door, but we could just ignore them, right? Besides, I had told Haruhi about the host club in the music room.
I slowly turned the handle and opened the door as Haruhi and I stepped in.
"Welcome." Six voices said together.
There in front of us were six boys. Two blondes, two red heads, two with black hair. One was a tall boy sitting in a chair, blonde hair and blue eyes, who I had heard of. His name was Tamaki Suoh, a half French half Japanese boy who was a charmer. I had never spoken to him, but he was in my class.
The next blonde boy was a short boy who was as childish looking as a little kid, though I knew he was 17. He had brown eyes and his name was Mitsukuni Haninozuka. But everyone called him Honey, and he had a stuffed bunny rabbit he called Usa-chan. I had spoken to him once when I had accidently bumped into him and his cousin, Takashi Morinozuka.
Takashi Morinozuka was one of the boys with black hair. Everyone called him Mori, and he is the silent type of guy. He had darker eyes, and was really tall. Most would have found him frightening, but he was really nice and I had made small talk with him from time to time when we would pass in the hallway or see each other in the rose maze. He stood with his back to us, glancing over his shoulder.
Leaned on Mori's back was Kyoya, looking at me. We had definitely met and he looked the same as ever, arms crossed.
And then, standing behind the chair that Tamaki sat in, were the Hitachiin twins. I had met them this year when I had walked Haruhi to her class. They were in her year. Hikaru was considered the leader twin, though he was worse at concealing his emotions I had noticed one day. Kaoru was his twin brother, and was more mature than Hikaru. Both had ginger hair and golden brown eyes, with a love for mischief. Hikaru parts his hair to the left, while Kaoru parts it to the right, which is the only way most people know how to tell them apart, but sometimes they switch it just to mess people up.
I stood calmly looking at them, the door behind us closed, but Haruhi was freaked out, pushed against the door.
"This is the host's club?!" she asked, flustered at what we had walked into. She must have forgotten I had told her about the host's club.
I knew the boys I had met would most likely recognize me as a girl, but Tamaki probably thought it was two boys standing in front of him.
"Oh wow it's a boy." The twins said together.
Kyoya met my eyes and I could tell he knew it was me. "Hikaru, Kaoru, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn't he? And his friend is in my class, brothers I think they are, am I right?" he looked at the twins.
"Yea but he's shy, he doesn't act very socially so we don't know much about them." The twins answered word for word at the same time, raising their hands in an 'I don't know' gesture.
"Hmm." Kyoya replied, closing his eyes. He still had his arms crossed but now Mori was facing us, beside Kyoya instead of behind him. He finally opened his eyes to look at us again. "Well that wasn't very polite. Welcome to the Ouran Host Club. Mr. Honor students."
Haruhi was now trying to open the door, which wouldn't open, while I stood, arms crossed.
Tamaki stood up, purple-ish blue eyes wide. "What?! You must be Haruhi Fujioka, and your older brother, Kamiko Fujioka. You're the exceptional Honor students we've heard about."
I paused, startled. Kamiko? They made my name into a boy's name?! I finally talked, "How did you know our names?"
I knew how they knew my name, but how did Tamaki know my name AND Haruhi's name? Haruhi was surprised too, stopping trying to escape to look at them. I noticed Tamaki wasn't in his seat now, where had he run off too? I was too busy staring to look for him.
"Well you're both infamous. It's not every day a commoner gains entrance into our academy, let alone two commoners. You must both have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honor student, Mr. Fujioka." Kyoya spoke, addressing mostly me.
A commoner? Audacious? He was trying to make me mad, wasn't he?
I wanted to get out of here but we weren't quite done with our conversation, unfortunately.
TO BE CONTINUED…
