Please don't kill me... I tried... I really tried to get this up sooner but with the Thanksgiving trip to my grandparents, and before that the trip I went on to Branson, and the allergies I've been having, plus the writer's block... I'm sorry. REALLY I am... Please don't hate me and please don't stop reading!

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Chapter 10: Worse

Haruhi's point of view:

This morning as I walked to my first class...

"Ohayou, Haruhi!" Tamaki greeted.

"Senpai, why are you here?" I asked, stopping to talk to him.

"I need you to do me a favor," he said smiling.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"I want you to bring Princess Ayami to the clubroom at lunch time."

"Why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Because," he said confidently, making a fist. "She's going to join us for a family picnic in the clubroom!"

"I decline," I replied flatly.

"Why not?" Tamaki complained; I sighed and turned to head on my way to my class.

"I'll ask her but I'm not going to force her to come," I said and Tamaki brightened up.

"Yay!" He cheered, "See you then!" He said going off to class.

*Sigh*

'I said that but,' I thought walking though the hallways, 'Aya wasn't in her classroom and no one seems to know where she went.' I sighed.

"Oh well, I'll just tell senpai that I couldn't find her," I said walking to the end of the hallway.

"Ahh! Watch where you're going!" a boy shouted from down the hall.

"Sorry." I heard a girl call back.

'I know that voice,' I thought looking down the hall just as Aya zoomed past me. Her expression was serious and stiff, almost dark in a way.

"Aya?" I said but she was already gone.

In the club room...

"You let her get away?" Tamaki complained.

"I told you I wasn't going to force her, besides she seemed to be busy."

"Busy?" Honey asked.

"Yes, she was running down the halls in a real hurry to get somewhere and her facial expression was pretty serious." I replied pondering on the image of her in my mind.

Mori and Honey looked at each other a bit concerned and confused.

15 minuets later...

"This cake is delicious! Here, you try some Haruhi!" Honey said holding out a piece of cake.

"No thanks," I replied.

'So we ended up having this stupid picnic anyway...' I thought looking it over, 'Although I wouldn't really call eating while sitting on a blanket on the floor a picnic.' I sighed. Just then a girl burst through the door.

"Haruhi!" she exclaimed out of breath and we all turned in her direction. She stopped to take a breather and leaned over, she had obviously been running very hard. She had a small bandage over her left eyebrow and her dress was dirty.

"Princess Shiori!" Tamaki exclaimed standing, "What is it? What happened?"

"It's Sohma-san," she said sounding urgent. "It's all my fault!" She exclaimed tears forming in her eyes.

Kasanoda's point of view:

"What were you thinking?" the older man screamed.

"To take part in a fight on school grounds is completely unacceptable!" He said pacing around the nurses office.

I sighed and slouched down in to the chair as a nurse finished placing a bandage on my head.

"You," he said pointing at me, "You'll be lucky if all you end up with is a week suspension!" I looked away and sniffed.

"It wasn't his fault," Sohma said and I turned towards her.

Aya's point of view:

"I was the one that got in the fight first; Kasanoda saw I was out numbered and was just trying to help even out the odds." I said to the livid vice principal as a nurse came to inspect my wounds.

"Is that so? Then if I go ask Misawa in the next room about what happened, will she tell me the same thing?" he asked disbelieving; I sighed, crossed my arms, and looked away from him.

'How on Earth did I end up here again? This day started out crappy enough...'

*Tap-Tap* "Miss, are you awake?" Hinata asked through my door; I ignored her and rolled on to my stomach.

"Ahh, wait!" I heard Hinata say to someone.

*Click* I heard my door open.

"Miss," Georgina said walking up next to my bed. "I hate to do this but ya leave me no choice." Suddenly my covers were pulled off of me and it was very cold.

"I don't wanna," I moaned and I curled up into a ball

"I normally wouldn't do this but ya have a phone call," she said. I opened my eyes and looked up at her through my messy hair; she was holding out a cordless phone.

"Who is it?" I asked as I sat up rubbing my eyes.

"Some American girl who claims to know you. We tried to tell her to call back when it was a more reasonable hour but she insisted on now. Every time we would hang-up she would just call back again. She said it was urgent so we told her we'd put her on hold until we talked to you." I put on my glasses and blinked a few times, looking at the clock; 5:42 AM.

"Did she give a name?" I asked looking up at Georgina; Hinata seemed worried.

"Well that's just it, Hinata picked up the phone and her English is - sub par," Hinata looked down at her feet, ashamed.

"I-" Hinata started, "I believe she said her name was Mary?" I raised one eyebrow and put out my hand for the receiver.

'There's only one person I know that fits this description. Stubborn, American, and loud...' Georgina placed it in my hand and I pressed the hold button.

"I had better not be on hold for much longer! SOMEBODY ANSWER THE DANG PHONE!" I heard the girl scream and I recognized the voice instantly though she was shouting.

"Hello," I said and the girl on the other end sounded surprised.

"Hello? Aya?" She asked; I half-smiled.

"Yes it's me, Anne Marie," I said giving a thumbs up to the maid; she smiled gladly.

Anne Marie Joseph, a bubbly, brown-eyed girl with dyed blonde hair who wears make-up and fake nails; a diva and a gossip. I wouldn't really call her a friend but she hung around me and I couldn't scare her off. Basically she thought I was cool because I could beat guys at basketball and decided to stick close to me when she found out that my aunt owned the sweets shop around the corner; she loves sweets. Now that I think about it, her personality it something like Honey and Tamaki put together with a dash of the twins fashion sense mixed in as well.

"Oh I'm so glad I found you! I've been looking high and low for you, you'll never guess how hard it was to get this number..." She started rambling on about her journey to find me.

"We'll give you some privacy." Hinata said and they left the room.

"And your mom wasn't being helpful at all I had to call her like 400 times yesterday! You know this whole crisis could have been stopped if you had just told me your new number in the first place!"

"Yeah sorry about that but, um, do you even know what time it is?" I asked.

"Hmm? Yeah," she paused probably looking at a clock, "it's 3:40-ish, why?" She asked unknowingly, which pissed me off.

"Here I mean, do you know what time it is here," I said irritably, "in Japan?"

No answer.

"You do know there's a 14 hour time difference between here and there, right?" I said gritting my teeth.

"Really?" she said unbelieving.

"Yes... here it's 5:45 in the morning!" I said stressing that she had just woken me up.

"Ohhhhhh, so that's what the lady meant by 'a bad time to be calling'," she said, and she paused for a bit, "Sorry, I'll call back later."

"Like hell you will! Like I'd be able to get back to sleep and only to get an extra half-hour!" I shouted into the phone.

"Sorry!" she said again.

"You're damn right your sorry!" I said very bothered. She was silent for a bit; and I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Whatever, I'm awake now so there's no point in me staying mad at you," I said flopping back on to my bed. I could practically hear her smiling through the phone, "Now, what was this urgent news you had to tell me?"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" she asked.

*Crack*

"Anne Marie Haley Joseph," I said darkly, "You'd better not have just been making it up..."

"Eeep!" she yipped on the other end.

"Because I know where you live..." I said in a growl.

"No really, there is something!" she said quickly; I waited for her to start talking.

Quiet.

"Chad asked me out last week!" I was a bit shocked and confused.

"That's the emergency?" I asked disbelieving.

"It's an emergency," she said; I rolled my eyes.

"Well, that's good, right? You liked Chad," I said closing my eyes.

"Yeah but he was dating Cindy up until last month." I took note of the falseness in her voice.

"Is this really the problem?" I asked.

Silence.

"Answer me Ann, you're not one to lie, besides you called me so you better make this worth my while." I waited for her to answer.

"It's not really an emergency but..." she said sounding sad. "I heard that your Aunt's business was going under."

"Oh," I said, opening my eyes and trying to pay close attention.

"It's just rumors but they're spreading like wildfire. Some other company was trying to buy her out and, since she didn't give in, they're trying to make it more difficult by giving her hard competition."

"Hmm, I see," I said looking at my hand as I fiddled with the edge of my sheets.

"Like I said not really an emergency, yet that is. The girls and I go there every weekend and Mark was saying that he's going to start a fundraiser with the rest of the basketball team," she said sounding slightly hopeful.

"Heh, and what does my Aunt say about all this?" I asked. "Takako is not one to accept charity from high-schoolers."

"Yeah she nearly bit off Mark's head when he suggested it," she said with a giggle, "But she hasn't tried to stop us yet, she seems to be letting us help her this time." Pause. "It'll be okay, we'll think of something!"

'She's definitely trying to stay positive.'

"I wish there was something I could do," I mumbled.

It was silent for a bit.

"Anyway!" she suddenly shouted, changing the subject, "I heard you found your father?"

"Yeah," I answered.

"What's he like?" she asked curiously, "I heard from your aunt that he's rich."

"Yup, he's rich alright, the two ladies who answered the phone were my maid and cook."

"OMG! You've got your own maid?! Lucky!"

"Yeah, I'm so lucky," I said sarcastically. "I even have a driver who takes me around in a fancy car."

"Really?! That's so cool! It's like you're a princess!" She said cheerfully

"I am not!" I shouted reflexively. "Uh, I mean... don't call me a princess, it irritates me. Anyway it's not all that great, the only places I go are home, school, and lessons."

"Lessons?" she inquired.

"I have to take dancing lessons and etiquette lessons; it's a real pain. Plus I have to wear a uniform to school."

"Well that can't be so bad, I mean from what Shelly says Japanese school uniforms are really cute!"

"It looks like a big, puffy, yellow, 1980's prom dress with long sleeves." I answered flatly and Ann cracked up.

"BU-WA-HA-HA-HA!" she burst out.

"Shut up," I said gritting my teeth.

"Talk about change! I can't even imagine what you'd look like wearing that," she replied still giggling; I sighed.

"To add to that, my dad basically owns the school I'm attending now."

"Seriously, he's like the principal? That's awesome! You could get away with anything."

"More like I get away with nothing! I'm under a microscope; I have to act all proper ladylike now, remember?"

"Yeah I guess your right." She pondered on that a bit.

"You'd like my school though; they have a host club."

"What's that?" she asked.

"Basically it's where a bunch of good-looking guys entertain girls by serving them sweets and tea. Sometimes they dress up in costumes and have theme days."

"That's AWESOME! I'm so jealous right now!"

"You shouldn't be, they're weird. In fact, all these rich people are weird."

"How good looking are they? Have you talked to them? What are they like?" She bombarded me with questions.

"They look like models, yes, I have talked with them, and they're... well, some of them are not so bad but some are just annoying."

"How so?" She asked and I thought it over.

'Should I tell her about Tamaki? Would my dad be upset? I don't see how his could affect anything going on here... I guess it couldn't hurt.'

"One of them's my new half-brother." I replied.

"NO WAY!" she said shocked.

"Yes way," I said staring at my wall, "He's really annoying, always touching me and calling me a princess."

"What's he look like?"

"He's tall, blonde, blue-eyed," I said unenthusiastically.

"Talk about a HOTTIE!" she said giggly.

"Who cares what he looks like? His personality is bothersome."

"Yeah, I guess you wouldn't like that; I would though. I wish hot guys would fawn over me." She said with a sigh; I rolled my eyes.

"What about you, what are you up to?" I asked, averting the conversation off myself, which brought forth a schpeel about her school life. Cheer-leading, hanging out with the girls, guys she liked, and random celebrity nonsense. I put my phone on speaker while I started getting ready for school and as I was headed out to my car I heard her mom call for her.

"Oh no! I gotta go, mom just got back from work early."

"Wait a sec, just curious, how many calls have you made to Japan?"

"Hmm, I lost count why?" she said clueless; I snickered.

"Because there's going to be a huge long distance call fee on your phone bill," I laughed shaking my head.

"NO WAY! SERIOUSLY! My mom's gonna kill me!" I only laugh harder.

"From now on how about I call you okay," I said, "Later."

"Ugh, later," she said sounding miserable making me giggle some more as I hung up the phone.

*Sigh* 'Ann is so clueless sometimes.'

Chris then took me to school; I arrived early. I went from class to class and the girls left me alone, no one talked to me, and, even though I was sleep deprived, I somehow managed to get through my classes without dozing off.

Lunch was coming up soon and I was trying to decide whether I wanted to sit under the tree and risk meeting a host when I noticed Misawa. She was acting strange; her expression was similar to when she was irritated at something I had done, like she was trying to kill me with her eyes, but she wasn't staring at me. I followed her gaze easily to Shiori Maeda's seat in front of me.

'Why is she mad at her?' I thought confused.

I then took notice of Maeda; she seemed nervous, she kept looking over her shoulder towards Misawa.

'Something's up,' I thought keeping my eyes on them for the rest of class until the lunch bell rang.

Shiori was the first to stand and made a mad dash towards the door. Misawa stood right after her and caught her at the door. I scrutinized what they were doing.

Misawa put her hand on Shiori's shoulder and said something, but I couldn't hear what it was; by now everyone in class was chattering. Shiori seemed reluctant and she glanced back at me very quickly, then she looked away and exited with Misawa.

"Suspicious," I said, standing up to follow them, when I saw a folded piece of paper on the floor under Shiori's desk. I picked it up and unfolded it. It had one word and one word only:

Worse

'Worse? Worse, worse, worse...' I thought then I remembered.

Any girl who talks to Sohma will be ignored or worse.

'Oh crap,' I thought and I hurried out of the room after them.

I ran through the halls searching for them but they had disappeared.

'Where could she have taken her?' I thought. 'Maybe to the same place she took me!' I turned down a hall quickly almost bumping into another student.

"Ahh! Watch where you're going!" a boy shouted at me.

"Sorry," I called over my shoulder; I was already half-way down the hall. I turned to go down another hall and passed another, until I was standing in the garden by the pond. I looked around searching for them.

"Not here," I said breathing heavily; my sides ached and I leaned over to catch my breath. "Damn it!"

"Hey," I heard a familiar rough voice call. I looked up to see Kasanoda walking my way.

"Kasanoda," I said, out of breath.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm searching for someone," I said standing up straight.

"Who?" he asked curiously.

"Misawa - something or other - and Shiori Maeda, they're two girls from my class; I have to find them." I said brushing some hair out of my face.

"Ahh, that Misawa girl I think I saw her heading into the maze with some others." he replied. "Why do you need to - hey!" He started but I was already dashing away.

"Wait!" he called and I heard him start running after me.

I jumped a small hedge and ran up to the mouth of maze then I quickly turned around to face Kasanoda.

"If you wanted privacy in this maze where would you go?" I asked sternly.

"Um, what does this-" He started.

"Just answer!" I commanded interrupting him.

"Uh, well, there are a few fountains and such but anywhere in there would be fine, hardly anybody goes in there at lunch time."

"Damn!" I said frustrated and I rushed full force into the maze.

"Hey, what's going on?" he said following me and keeping up pace.

"Misawa is the girl who doesn't like me for being friends with Haruhi." I said dashing around a corner. "She's the one who sent those boys out to chase me down. Recently, she threatened the other girls to stay away from me." I turned another corner.

"Ahh that's a dead-end!" he shouted; I stopped running and turned towards him.

"She told them to stay away and Shiori talked to me; plus Misawa is pissed because I was visiting with the hosts outside of the club hours." I said looking him in the eyes, "I fear that Misawa might be taking out her anger towards me out on Shiori." His expression turned serious.

"I see... I know this maze pretty well," he said.

"Then lead the way," I said and we dashed off down another path. We made a few turns and suddenly I heard a girl scream.

"Crap!" I said as we rounded the last corner. There standing in the clearing was Misawa, one of the girls who threw me in the pond and two boys, obviously Misawa's new lackies.

Misawa looked pleased as she the other girl watched as one boy held Shiori by the hair.

"Hey you!" I shouted and the group looked my way, "Let her go."

"Why hello there, Sohma," Misawa said with a grin, "Miss Maeda and I just went out for a little walk."

The boy released Shiori's hair but still held her by the arm. Shiori turned slightly towards me; her clothes were dirty and I could see a small cut on her forehead, probably from being pushed down.

"Yeah right," I sneered. My hands were balled into fists and I was shaking out of anger; Misawa's smirk remained.

"Why are you out here Sohma-san? Sneaking around with your boyfriend?" Misawa teased.

"Ahh! No we're-" Kasanoda exclaimed, probably blushing from ear to ear but I didn't look.

"No," I replied flatly, "I was looking for you."

"Is that so?" she said still high and mighty.

"Yes, because I have something that I want to tell you," I said through my teeth; Misawa looked at me impatiently as I took in a deep breath.

"I don't care if you hate me, or if you bully me, I don't even care that you told the other girls to stay away from me," I said my voice like acid, "but there's one thing I do care about."

"And what's that, deary?" Misawa asked; I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath through my nose keeping my anger on simmer, but just barely.

"If you so much as think of hurting others out of your hatred towards me," I said narrowing my eyes on to Misawa, "You'd better be prepared for an ass whopping." Misawa looked at me disbelieving and began laughing.

"Ha ha ha! What are you going to do, throw cake at me? Ah ha ha ha!" she chuckled; that did it.

"Kasanoda," I said, tilting my chin slightly towards him but keeping my eyes on Misawa and her gang. "It's fine if you leave but just so you know I'ma 'bout to break her nose."

"Heh, I'd like to see you try," Misawa said with a laugh and she snapped her fingers; the two boys looked at her. "Get her," she commanded them.

They grinned and the one holding Shiori shoved her away and she fell to the ground, then they turned towards me.

"You know there's one thing I know about rich kids" I paused grinning and took an attack stance, "They don't have street fighting skills." I lunged forwards and thus the fight began.

I easily ducked under first boy's punch and zipped around him to kick him in the rear; he landed face first in the dirt. Then the second boy attacked and I blocked his move and gave him a crotch kick. He fell out of pain and I heard the first boy starting to get up but I didn't care, my target was right in front of me and the look on her face was priceless.

I dashed forward, I heard the other girl scream as Misawa put her hands up; I smacked them out of the way and, with all my frustration, I punched Misawa square in the face.

Misawa fell, I was hoping unconsciously, to the ground as the first boy charged to grab me from behind.

"I'm getting a teacher," the random girl said, rushing away.

"Don't you ever pick on my friends again!" I yelled as the boy tried to contain me.

"Hey! Get your hands off of her," Kasanoda yelled as he joined in the fight.

"What were you thinking?" the older man yelled using his hands to display his anger.

"To participate in a fight on school grounds is completely unacceptable!" he said as he paced back and forth.

"You," he said pointing at Kasanoda, "You'll be lucky if all you end up with is a week suspension!"

"It wasn't his fault," I said defending him, "I was the one that got in the fight first; Kasanoda saw I was out numbered and was just trying to help even out the odds." I said to the livid vice principal as a nurse came to inspect my wounds.

"Is that so? Then if I go ask Misawa in the next room about what happened, will she tell me the same thing?" he asked disbelieving; I sighed, crossed my arms, and looked away from him.

The nurse sat down and smiled then began treating my busted lip.

"As vice principal, I'll see to it that you're in afterschool detention for a week!" the man continued, "You just wait until we talk to your father about this!" He said looking down at me; I looked up at him wide-eyed, turning away from the nurse.

"What?" I asked.

"I sent your father a message and we have a conference call with him as soon as you've been treated," he said adjusting his glasses, a sneer on his lips. I moaned under my breath and the irritated nurse turned my head so that she could continue her treatment.

'Dang it! This just keeps getting better and better! What's next, the host club gonna burst in here to save the day?' This thought disturbed me and I scowled at the chair where Maeda had been sitting, but the chair was empty.

"Just perfect," I groaned. The vice principal looked at me confused then turned to look at the same place I was looking at.

"Ahh!" he exclaimed, "Where's that Maeda girl?" He rushed to the door and looked into the hall.

"Probably off telling others about how she was almost mauled by a dog." I said loud enough so that Misawa in the next room could hear it.

"I heard that you bi*ch!" she answered and I chuckled under my breath.

"Stop bickering!" the vice principal commanded loudly.

The nurse finished her treatment on my lip and motioned for me to give her my hands. I uncrossed my arms and looked at them; there were several superficial scrapes on my fingers. I rolled my eyes and, with another sigh, handed her one of my hands. The nurse smiled at me again and began treating the scrapes.

"Excuse me," I heard someone from the hallway say, "but is Ayami Sohma in there?" I now recognized the voice as Haruhi's. The vice principal turned to talk to her.

"Please, all of you,"

'There's more than just her? Crap it must be the happiness brigade.' I groaned.

"Go back to your classrooms, lunch break is nearly over and it's almost time for classes to start."

"Please," I heard Honey say, "We just want to talk to her and see if she's alright."

'He sounds upset, I sure he must be worried.'

"She's still here right?" I heard Maeda ask.

'Ah, and the betrayer shows her true colors,' I thought glaring at her through the dividing curtain. The nurse finished with my left hand and motioned for the right; I gave it to her with another sigh.

"You," the vice principal said to Maeda with irritation, "I'll need to speak with you after I deal with Miss Sohma. The rest of you go back to your classes!"

"I'm not leaving until I see my darling daughter!" Tamaki demanded.

"Tamaki, I won't have any of you antics," he said irritated; I chuckled under my breath.

"Could we perhaps just talk with her, see if she's alright?" Haruhi asked. I sighed and turned my head towards to door.

"I'm fine you idiots," I called through the curtain; I heard a few sighs of relief.

"Princess!" Tamaki said.

"Aya!" I heard Haruhi say, "Are you alright?"

"Didn't I just answer that question?" I said with sarcasm in my voice. "I'm fine - at least - I can say I've been through worse." Then a thought hit me and I began laughing. "You should see Misawa, I gave her a broken nose!" I called loudly.

"Why you-" I heard Misawa shout, stirring in the next room and I couldn't help but laugh a bit more.

"This- you're not supposed to- please, you all need to go back to your classes," the vice principal said bothered.

"There, all set," the nurse said, "unless you're hurt anywhere else?"

"No, I'm good," I said standing. I walked out from behind the curtain into view of the hosts who we're crowding the door.

"Aya-chan!" Honey exclaimed looking distraught.

"Princess!" Tamaki exclaimed again and I gave him an irritated look.

"From what Maeda said we thought you were dead." the twins said in unison. I gave a bothered look to Shiori who turned away from my irritated glare.

Mori and Kyoya were standing back from the door but both looked a little relieved, Mori watching me closely, as always.

Haruhi seemed to be a bit worried but when she saw me walk out from behind she smiled and released the breath she was holding.

"You didn't kill anyone did you?" Haruhi asked jokingly; I grinned walking towards her.

"Nah," I said in the same joking tone, "The boys may have bruises but they'll be fine; she'll live but she'll have a big ass bandage for the next month or so."

"Miss Sohma," the vice principal said putting his arm between me and Haruhi. I looked up at him; his expression was firm and furious. We stared at each other, both seeming to be daring the other to say something.

"Conference room one," he said, stepping into the hall way and pointing down the hall, "now." I clenched my jaw as I walked slowly out of the nurses office. I stopped just outside the doorway and made a quick glance over his shoulder at the confused and concerned host club.

Haruhi, Honey, and Tamaki looked the most worried. The twins appeared to be indifferent but Kyoya seemed to be speculating my every move. Mori was looking directly into my eyes, his expression stiff. His stare made me nervous and I looked away from him.

Maeda was there too, her expression that of deep worry. I looked over my shoulder at Kasanoda, he seemed a bit worried aswell. I sighed and turned on my heels to leave.

"My goodness you people are all so serious," I said starting to walk away. They all looked after me still concerned I'm sure but I didn't look back to see.

The vice principal walked alongside me through the halls not saying a word until we reached the door to the conference room.

"Don't try to down play your actions just because you father is the chairman of this school. You will be treated the same as any other student here, understood?" he said stiffly.

"Yeah, I figured," I said with a sniff. He gave me a final glare and opened the door. The room had a large oval-shaped table with black chairs all around it, there were four big windows with tall blinds on the right wall, and a large projector screen on the wall across from the doors.

"Take a seat," he said and he closed and locked the door behind him. I sat in an empty as he went to the far end of the room and turned on the projector. It loaded up and there appeared an image of my father sitting at a desk in some fancy hotel room.

"Hello Chairman Suoh," he greeted.

"Hello, Zennosuke-san. Ayami," he said greeting us with a smile.

"Otoo-san," I greeted him.

"Now," He said putting his hands together, "Why am I being dragged out of an important meeting?" I sweatdropped.

"Your daughter started a fight and ended up injuring three students and getting two others hurt aswell." the vice principal stated.

"I did not!" I shouted. "Misawa started it, I only finished it." My father looked at me debating for a bit then he sighed.

"Zennosuke-san, could you give my daughter and I some privacy?" he asked the vice principal, who looked a bit reluctant but left the room.

"Now," my father said, "Explain what happened."

I told him from the beginning of the bullying leaving out only the pond incident. He listened closely his expression never changing. When I had finished he closed his eyes and thought for a bit.

"Ayami," he mumbled opening his eyes, "I thought I told you to keep a low profile." I looked down at my hands and we sat silently for a while, until he sighed. "What a mess you've left for me to clean," he sighed.

"I'm sorry, father," I replied keeping my eyes down.

"I'm not too terribly mad but I did hope you wouldn't draw attention to yourself, at least for the next month or two, but seeing as how you've done exactly what I feared might happen you leave me no choice." I looked up at him confused.

"You're suspended for the next week," he said looking very disappointed in me.

"I understand, father," I replied.

"Go call, the vice principal back in." he said; I stood and went to the door.

I opened it and the vice principal was waiting there. He looked at me and walked into the room.

"I have suspended Ayami, until the end of next week. Same goes for Kasanoda Ritsu and the others involved in the fight. Miss Maeda I find the victim in this and will not be punished. As for Misawa, Kyoko,"

'Ah so that's her name..' I thought.

"We'll need to have a discussion with her parents before she can return to school."

"Of course," the vice principal replied, "I already called the other's homes and they've already gone home for the rest of today. Would you like me to do the same for Miss Sohma?"

"Yes," my father replied; the vice principal nodded.

I was sent to the front office where I waited for Chris to come pick me up from school.

The ride home was silent and when I walked through the front doors the maid looked at me worried. I ignored her and went straight up to my room.

I locked myself in there and stayed there for the rest of the day skipping dinner.

'I've failed my father...' I thought grabbing on to one of my pillows from my bed, 'but Misawa was being such a jerk!' I thought rolling off my bed and on to the floor.

"Urgh, I hate this! Life with a father sucks!" I screamed throwing the pillow across the room; it knocked over a floor lamp.

Okay, there's chapter 10... Please tell me what you think of this, not that I'm going to do the switching people a lot but I just wanted to try it and see how it went. Personally, I think this chapter came out great but I would love your opinions!

~Thank you for reading~

~MiraCarpathia