"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." -Marilyn Monroe

Right after class ended, Laura and Alice took me to their club room. The excitement I had was now mixed with nervousness. We passed Stella's classroom to get there and I remembered I forgot to tell Stella that I was going to be busy afterschool but I figured she could take care of herself. This will be the second time today that I ditched her but I don't really feel bad about it.

When we arrived at the room and opened the door the other two club members were already in there. There was an Asian girl putting on her dance shoes and another girl with blue eyes and lots of wild curly red hair was just putting her bag down. When the three of us walked in they both looked up.

"Who's the new kid?" the redhead asked with a glare.

"She's just transferred to our school. Turns out that she dances hip hop so we wanted to see if she has what it takes to be in the club." Alice said.

"Girls, this is Charlotte. But she prefers to be called Lottie. Lottie the rude redhead is Jordan and the other one is Katee." Laura said.

"Oh, and it shouldn't take much to get in the club. I mean, we let Jordan in." Alice said teasingly.

"Hey!" Jordan exclaimed. She seemed a lot less intimidating now. She focused her attention back at me and stated, "Well, newbie, I am the leader around here so you better watch yourself."

"Since when did this turn into a dictatorship?" Laura rolled her eyes and said sarcastically.

I smiled a bit to myself and started changing into some PE clothes that Alice had given me. The rest of the four talked amongst themselves as we stretched and other than a few questions that I answered about myself I was pretty much silent.

Before it was my turn I watched the other girls dance a bit and I had to admit they were very good. I learned that Jordan did tap dancing with the group but she used to be a great ballroom and latin dancer. She stopped doing ballroom dancing though because she would always fight with her partners. Katee was a contemporary dancer. She was the quietest one in the group but she was also really nice.

Finally it was time for everyone to watch me and I decided to do a routine that I had learned back in the US. My dance went with the song "Memories" by David Guetta. I was a little nervous at first but then I got into the music. Back home, I was pretty much the only girl hip hop dancer in the group and although I didn't have as much strength as the guys but I did have the advantage of extreme flexibility.

When I finished my dance all four of them were clapping and smiling so I took that as a good sign. I paused for a moment to catch my breath and waited for someone to say something.

"That was great!" Laura said.

"Far better than any other girl at this school at least." Jordan admitted.

"I think we can surely find a spot for you in the club." Alice said and Katee nodded enthusiastically.

I started laughing because I was happy and it was relief to feel like I was a part of something now. I said thank you and everyone started packing up. We were all talking while packing and they explained that we have practice only two times a week.

I just sort of remembered I was also in the Black Magic Club but this club took priority and someday I will find a way to get out of that club. We all said our goodbyes and I reached for my phone to tell Stella that I am on my way home.

When I pulled out my phone I already had a text message from Stella saying that she wasn't able to find me after school so she went ahead. There was another message dating 20 minutes after the first asking where I was. I took the time to respond that I would explain when I got home.

I continued walking to the exit when I felt a hand grab me from behind and a black sheet covered my eyes. For the second time in my life I was getting kidnapped and the shock doesn't get any better. Once again, I felt myself getting dizzy as I pass out from odd smelling fumes that I was barely able to comprehend before slipping unconscious.

I was dreaming of eating a giant piece of red velvet cake when I was rudely awakened by someone shaking me. I first thought that it was Stella trying to wake me up and that I was back in my own bed so I muttered "Go away Stella."

It wasn't until I opened my eyes and saw a blonde haired purple eyed idiot right in my face that I remembered where I was. All these surprises in my life can't be any good for my health. My first reaction was to head-butt the fool who stuck his head too close to mine so I did. Unlike Stella, I was the act on my gut reaction type of person.

He yelped in pain and jumped back while putting his hand to his forehead and pouting. I now could see the rest of the Host Club standing there too. I realized I was sitting down in a chair and it was a very uncomfortable one too. I can now see that it is a wooden chair and I don't exactly understand why people this rich couldn't afford a more comfortable chair. I mean come on!

I then noticed that I wasn't tied down like I was last time I was kidnapped but instead I was being held up by two hands on my shoulders. I tilted my head all the way back and looked up towards the ceiling and I saw a tall familiar figure towering over me. I think his name was Mori.

"Hi." I said blankly staring up at him. He looked back down at me and just smiled. I didn't really need a verbal response anyways because I had already started to turn my head to look at everyone else in the room that were now looking at me expectantly.

"Well, is anyone going to tell me why I am here or is this just one of those kidnapping a random person for no apparent reason moments because if it is I am going to shoot you all, starting with the blond." I said glaring in Tamaki's direction. I have a better memory for names of people that have done something to piss me off. I was also getting angrier by the second.

"No need for that Charlotte." The guy with glasses said. I am pretty sure his name is Kyoya.

"It's Lottie." I corrected. Yup, I definitely remember going over this with them before.

"Right." He said, not sounding at all sorry, "We called you hear today to discuss the appropriate measures to take about you knowing our clubs little secret."

"Called?" I scoffed. That was an understatement. "And what is this? A secret underground organization?"

Kyoya chuckled a bit and said, "Yes, you could say that."

At this point the blond, Tamaki, had regained his spirit and had decided to shove his face right in front of mine again.

"You know that my little Haruhi is a girl!" He exclaimed while starting to shake me again.

"Stop that!" I scolded and then preceded to head-butt him once again seeing that he did not get the memo the first time. It hurt my head two but I didn't care at this point.

For the next couple of moments there was just silence as everyone stared at each other. Then I started laughing really hard for no apparent reason. It was the really crazy laughing where I was almost crying. I don't even know why I started laughing but it was probably the combination of the ridiculous situation I was in right now and me realizing how messed up my life has been over the past couple of weeks.

Everyone else in the room just stared at me like I was crazy and I did my best to control my laughter so that I could address my crowd. I then decided to address the issue at hand and also go over the nicknames I had made for everyone while trying to remember all the different names.

I did my best to put on a serious face and said, "Listen."

I pointed to Tamaki. "Tamagachi."

Then to Kyoya. "Yoyo."

Hikaru. "Hikachu."

Kaoru. "Ruru."

Hunny. "Honey badger."

I then looked up at Mori and paused for a bit before saying, "Fishy."

I let out a little giggle and then controlled myself before continuing on with my speech.

"Do you honestly think I care about your stupid little club's secret? I don't care if Haruhi is a he, she, or it. When I first found out about it I promised Haruhi I would keep it a secret and that is a promise that was made between the two of us. It is none of your business. Got it?" I said firmly.

Everyone just sort of stood there dumbfounded and I then realized that they were all still stuck on the nicknames when Hikaru spoke up.

"Hikachu?" he questioned.

"Yea because I was about to say Hika but then it reminded me of Pikachu so it just sort came out like that." I said with a serious face but truthfully on the inside I was still dying from laughter. Maybe I should consider starting an acting career.

"I sort of get my nickname but why is Mori a fish?" the other twin asked.

"Because Mori sounds like the name of a fish to me." I explained.

I felt like I was about to get bombed with many more questions but Kyoya spoke up first.

"Well that is about all there is to discuss but you will be required to report to the club at least once a week so that we can keep an eye on you. Also understand that failure to comply to this will have its consequences. " Kyoya warned.

I didn't really want to but I nodded my head in agreement. The laughter had subsided and I was just plain tired now.

"Well then the twins will give you a ride home since it seems we made you miss your ride." Kyoya stated before gathering his stuff together to leave.

"Eh?" the twins said in sync. They the shrugged their shoulder and each twin grabbed an arm and pulled me out the door. I wasn't going to complain since I wasn't one to turn down a free ride. I heard Haruhi say goodbye as I was dragged out the door and to the parking lot.

I got into their limo, which was really nice by the way and told the driver my address. I took a seat and the twins decided to sit on each side of me and stare me down. I don't get what is with the Host Club and staring at people but staring is a bad habit and they should stop.

"What?" I finally said.

"You're a twin right?" the one on my left said.

I nodded.

"Then you can tell us apart right?" the other one said but a bit more mischievously than the first one.

I nodded again.

"Want to make a bet?" they said in unison.

"What kind of bet?" I asked since my interest was perked.

"We are going to play the Which One is Hikaru Game!" they said in unison.

The one on my right continued, "All you have to do is guess which one of us is Hikaru."

The one on my left added smugly, "And to make things more interesting we will place a wager. If you win then you get a kiss from both of us but if we win then you get to be our toy."

Well, I liked the idea of a bet but I wasn't quite sure I wanted to win a kiss from two guys I just met, no matter how handsome they may be. And I admit they are very handsome but it is still my first kiss and I wanted it to be with someone I actually really like. I know, old fashioned right?

"Hmm…how about this. If you win I agree to be your toy, whatever that means, but if I win instead of kissing my lips you can kiss my butt," I laughed.

The one on my right was grossed out, "You want us to kiss your butt?"

"Ugh! It's a saying! What is with you rich people and not getting my jokes." I complained.

"Anyways just start already!" I added.

The two twins went behind a curtain that randomly appeared and then came back out with identical green hats. "It's time for the Which One is Hikaru Game!" they exclaimed in unison.

I admit they looked pretty similar but being a twin myself I knew exactly what to look for and my nicknames did help a bit too.

I pointed to the left and said, "Hikachu!"

I then pointed at the twin on the right and said, "Ruru!"

The glanced at each other real quick and yelled, "Wrong!"

"No, I'm right. I'm not stupid…most of the time. And yes I have pulled the switching twin trick before. It just doesn't work as well as it does with you guys." I said. They looked slightly shocked but more amused. I didn't even give them time to respond before I said my goodbyes.

"Well anyways this is my stop. I will tell you what I get for winning some other time. Bye!" I said as I hopped out of the car and headed towards Cinderella's castle where my dear sister Cinderella awaits.