Roses In December
I don't own anything besides a mori key chain and an ouran busyness cardholder.
AN: This chapter has almost NOTHING to do with the host club and for that, I'm sorry, I PROMISE to get back to them as soon as possible, but I need to get Tanasha away from them for a while. Please forgive me and REVIEW!
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I spent the rest of Lunch at the front office looking through the different lists of clubs I could join.
Amnesty International.
Amnesty? A group that forgives people? Pass.
Visual Arts Club
Oh! Possibility, but seeing how the kids at ouran are, it's probably a bunch of snobs sitting around talking about Van Gogh. Sigh.
Astronomy Club
Ehhhhh… no.
Best Buddies Club
Hahaha… no.
Broadcasting Club
No.
Chess Club
No.
Musical/Vocal Ensemble
maybe.
Dance Club
Hm, not that great a dancer, but it's more interesting then the Host Club
Dark Magic Club
Ha, Dark Magic, now that sounds fun.
Drama Club
Possibility.
English Club
Oh yeah. No.
Environmental Club
Going Green is so over rated.
Film Club
Maybe.
Gardening Club
Never. Ever, ever.
Gay Strait Alliance
Meh
German Club
Waist of time, I don't really know german.
Host Club
Die die die!
Interact Club
Sounds boring
Kendo Club
Ohh always wanted to learn kendo.
Ladies of Excellence
Sounds a little too butch for me.
Martial Arts Club
Always wanted to learn.
Mock Trial Club
Not in a million years.
Musical/Vocal Ensemble
Possibly.
Newspaper Club
Meh.
Outdoors Club
No.
Photo Club
No.
Prayer Group
Never
Quill and Scroll
What is this even for?
Robotics and Engineering
Meh.
Spanish/French Activity Club
No
Speech and Debate Team
NEVER!
Student Council
No
Fans of Tamaki Souh Club
HAHAHAHA!! Oh my god, you've got to be kidding me.
Video Game Club
Little hard to join since I've only ever played 2 video games in my whole life.
YearBook
Doesn't seem like such a good idea since I don't know any of the students.
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It all came down to Drama Club, Dark Magic Club, Dance Club, Visual Arts Club, Creative Writing and Poetry Club, or Musical/Vocal Ensemble.
After School I told Kyoya I was going "club searching" and to tell my cousins would be at the third music room by end of the day. He nodded and wished me good luck.
I started with the Dark Magic Club, thinking I needed a good laugh. Unfortunately though, I found out that it was not a good laugh, and that they all honestly believed in "Dark Magic." In the end I ran out with at least 12 curses on both me and my family and a shrunken head attached to my back pack.
Next Came the Drama Club, it was interesting, and the people there seemed nice enough, but they told me flat out that they weren't looking for any new students, and that there was absolutely no more space. The Same thing happened with the Musical/Vocal Ensemble, though the instructor threatened to throw another student out to make room for me.
Dance Club just seemed flat out boring, and the Creative Writing and Poetry Club was instructed by a Dark Magic Member, who threw another curse my way. I was about to give up when I made it to the doors of the Visual Arts Club. Silently I said a little prayer that there were no more dark magic members behind this door as well. I grabbed the handled and pulled the door open, and the soft smell of turpentine and soap filled my nose.
"Irashaimasu!" Called out six happy voices. I looked around the room to see a room full of painted canvases and walls.
"Um, Hi." I stuttered walking in.
"Ah, you must be the new American Student!" A boy with dark spiky hair said walking toward me. "Nice to meet ya, nice to meet ya. My name is Amir, and I'm in class 2b."
"She's kinda small for an American don't you think." A boy with mousy brown hair and glasses said looking over to me. "you sure she's not just some lame junior higher?"
"HEY!" A voice called from the back. "Junior highers are not lame!" a tall boy with black hair called out
"Why Amir? Why the junior highers?" the boy with mousy hair called back.
"You boy's are crazy." A dark skinned girl said putting down her paintbrush to go wash her hands in a sink at the end of the room.
"Actually," I said smiling. "Amir is right, I'm the new American student in 2a My name is Tanasha. I was thinking about joining your club."
"Well Tanasha, That over there is Cooper in class 1c," He pointed to the boy with the mousy brown hair. "That's Z in class 3b" he pointed to the girl at the sink. "Satoshi who's a 3rd year in middle school." He pointed to the tall dark haired boy. "Cho from class 1a." A blond girl on a ladder, "and Jeremii from class 3b." Amir pointed to a boy sitting next to Z with a beanie on.
And that's everyone. He said putting his hands on his hips with a sigh. "So Welcome to the Visual Arts Club Tanasha. We meet every day after school to draw or paint… we do sometimes have discussions, but don't worry, they're usually about local artists and not Van Gogh or anything."
I smiled up at Amir, I was going to like it here. I was going to like it here a lot.
"What medium's do you prefer?" Amir asked.
"Pencil and ink." I said.
"Well then, let's get you some ink then shall we?"
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Sorry again, this chapter was kinda lame, but I promise to make up for it later… I do I do! Review review review!