At least I managed to convince them not to come to class with me. They contented themselves with waiting in Music Room 3. What they did there to pass the time, I have no clue.

As soon as the last bell rang, I ran to the music room. I wanted to get there before the Host members did. You know, to prevent any misunderstandings. Monica and Jordan were very protective of the rest of us.

I opened the doors to find them sitting around in a circle, playing duck-duck-goose.

"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late," I apologized, closing the door behind me. At most, I had two minutes before Tamaki and the others showed up.

Jordan sighed, getting up. She smacked me upside the head gently as everyone else stood.

"What did we say about apologizing for everything?" she asked me.

"Uh…don't do it?" I replied. It was more of a question than an answer.

The door started to open. Startled, I spun.

Tamaki walked in, followed closely by Mori and Hunny. They stopped when they saw the unfamiliar girls in the middle of their club's meeting room.

Tamaki, of course, wasted no time in introducing himself to them.

"Hello, princesses. My name is Tamaki Suoh," he said, bowing with a flourish. He stood, and was probably surprised to find Jordan the same height as himself. If he was, though, he didn't show it.

"What'd he say?" Jordan asked, turning to me for help.

I gave her the translation, and they all looked at him oddly.

"Sam-chan!"

I was under attack by an overly-enthusiastic Hunny. Once I managed to pry him off my waist, Haruhi, Kaoru, Hikaru, and Kyoya had arrived.

"It seems some introductions are in order," Kyoya said, pushing his glasses higher on his nose.

"Haruhi Fujioka."

"Tamaki Suoh."

"Kaoru Hitachiin."

"Hikaru Hitachiin."

"Mitsukuni 'Hunny' Haninozuka."

"Takashi 'Mori' Morinozuka."

"Kyoya Ootori."

"Right. When I say your name, could you give some indication that it's you?" ,I told the team, who had moved themselves to different couches.

"Monica Arrante."

Monica, who was stretched out on a red couch, head on one armrest and feet on the other, raised a hand. "'Sup."

"Kelsey Rowan."

Kelsey waved from her seat by the window. "Bonjour!"

"Jordan O'Neil."

Jordan, who was still standing next to me, smiled. "Hello."

I looked around, confused. Where were the twins? I thought for sure they'd be there. I opened my mouth to ask, but was silenced by a warning look by Jordan.

Tamaki smiled. "So we have three new princesses in our midst? What a pleasant surprise."

"They aren't customers, so don't begin to treat them like them. They're friends from my basketball team back home," I warned.

"We're bored," Hikaru and Kaoru commented, sitting down on the couch opposite Monica. "Let's play a game!"

"Umm…No." I replied, crossing my arms.

"What do these pipsqueaks want?" Monica asked, closing her eyes and leaning her head back further.

"They want to play a game." I said, rolling my eyes.

"A game? Could be fun. Hey, tell them I'll play that 'Which one is Hikaru' game you told us about."

Mentally groaning, I relayed the message. They grinned devilishly. Pulling hats out of nowhere, they covered their hair's part.

"Now it's time to play…the Which One is Hikaru Game!" they announced in unison.

Monica glanced at them, a bored expression on her face. "No." Her eyes narrowed.

They froze, staring at her. "But you said you would!"

"Samuel, tell them that they have to do something for me first." Monica closed her eyes again.

I relayed the message again.

"What does she want us to do?" the twins asked me.

"Play the Which One is Whitney Game!"

We all spun around. Whitney and Rachel Barr were standing in the doorway, grins on their faces. They were wearing matching zebra-print shirts and jean skirts with black leggings. Their long, dirty-blond hair was down, parted to the left.

The twins looked surprised. Monica stood, walking between them and using her hands to close their jaws. "What's the matter, never seen identical twins before?"

Kelsey laughed, walking over to join the group. She leaned on Kyoya's shoulder, trying to peer into his little black book. "Two pairs of twins? We're in for a heap of trouble."

Kyoya closed the book, nodding.


"So where are you lovely ladies staying?" Tamaki asked. Apparently he, Kyoya, Mori, and Hunny all knew English. Only the twins and Haruhi did not.

"We don't know yet. Apparently, most of the nicer hotels are booked solid. Unfortunately, Samuel's apartment isn't big enough to house all of us plus Coach," Jordan explained. She was sitting on the couch opposite him, with Monica, Mori, and Hunny.

I whispered the translations to Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru.

"Hey boss, our houses are huge…" Hikaru started.

"Why not let them stay at one of them?" Kaoru finished.

Tamaki leapt to his feet. "What a great idea, gentlemen!"

I told my friends what was going on.

"No, no, we couldn't. We don't want to be a bother!" Jordan said, waving her hands in the air.

"Well, it wouldn't be much of a bother if you all stayed at different houses," Kyoya suggested, typing away on his laptop.

After some muttered consultation, they all agreed.

"I call Sammy!" Tamaki said, waving his hand like a little kid.

I glared at him. "I can still stay at my apartment. Coach can too, so now all we've got to do is get those five situated."

"I'm staying with Rachel," Whitney said.

"Well…the only household that is used to twins would be the Hitachiin…" Hunny pondered, thinking hard.

Whitney and Rachel looked at each other, shrugging. "That'll have to do."

"Okay then…Kelsey, who would you like to stay with?" Tamaki asked.

She looked over her choices carefully. "Hmm…You're too flamboyant, the twins are taken, and Mori's too quiet. So that leaves Kyoya and Hunny…I'll stay with Kyoya, if that's alright."

"Okay then…Monica? What about you?"

"Whatever house isn't full of short people. I hate feeling like a giant," Monica said.

"I guess that's Mori then. Jordan?"

"I think I'm stuck with you."

By the time we had it all figured out, it was almost time for the Host Club's guests to come. The team and I bid them farewell, heading back to my apartment.


A/N: Poor Hitachiin residence...two sets of twins is gonna be tough. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW.

Shadowsammy: Thanks! I haven't read the manga, so I wouldn't know that.

Sayonara: To be honest, I act worse than Sammy when I'm tired. Example: Today, I went to math class, got bored, and started connecting the freckles on the new boy next to me's arm. He didn't notice at first. And every time, I crash at exactly two-thirty PM on the dot.