"Lorraine?" An equally familiar voice asked.
"Tamaki?" I replied, realizing whose arms I was in. He stood me upright and stared down at me – he was a good five or six inches taller than me now. He kept his hands on my shoulders as if I would disappear if he let me go.
"Oh my god. Lori! It is you!" He exclaimed, sounding like a child who just found his favorite toy. He extended his arms, about to engulf me in a hug, when I quickly reared my hand back and slapping him across the face. His eyes when wide in shock as he moved a hand to cover his red cheek.
"TWO YEARS!" I yelled, pissed off, " It has been TWO years since you left and you never made any effort to contact me! Bastard!" His eyes began to tear up in reaction to my anger.
"I—I am so sorry Lori… I…" Before he could speak anymore, I moved quickly and tugged on his sleeve to pull him down before kissing the cheek I had hit, and smiling at him, before hugging him tightly.
"It is good to see you again Tamaki. I missed you." I told him, feeling him heat up from most likely blushing.
"Wow Tono. You certainly are familiar with this girl." I heard a pair of voices say as I pulled away from the long overdo hug. I looked past my blonde friend to see a pair of auburn haired twins, a tall dark-haired man with a young looking blonde on his shoulders, a man looking about my age wearing glasses, and a girlish looking kid wearing a boys uniform.
"S—Shut up!" Tamaki stammered, as I switched back into my normal shoes.
"Wait," the girlish looking individual spoke up, "Aren't you… Lori Robin?"
"The pop star?" the twins asked in unison.
"Um… I—" I started to speak.
"Why would a pop star go to high school?" one of the twins asked.
"Well—" I tried again.
"Shouldn't someone famous be doing famous things?" the other added. I stared at them, blankly, waiting for them to finish. Once there was a break in their speech I spoke.
"Maybe a pop star wants a good education so when she is no longer famous she can go to college and get a normal job like everybody else." I said, exasperated. The group just stared at me before the girlish looking kid ran up and grabbed my hands excitedly.
"I knew it was you! I have all of your albums! I even wrote you a letter once. My name is Haruhi Fujioka." She said. I wasn't sure if this individual was a boy or a girl until I heard her name.
"I remember you letter well! It was right before my first international tour." I smiled at her, happy to meet a fan, "I wrote you back, did you ever get it?"
"No, I'm sorry, I didn't." She replied.
"No, please don't apologize! I'm sorry. My manager was supposed to send it but he was fired and it must have been before he was able to. He was kind of a dick." I laughed.
"Such language Lori!" Tamaki whined.
"I'm glad I can meet you in person to make up for it!" I continued, ignoring him, "But why are you wearing one of the boys' uniforms? You're so pretty I bet you'd make even that horrid dress look good."
"Lori-chan, how did you know that Haru-chan was a girl?" the young looking blonde boy asked, very confused as everyone else seemed to become alarmed.
"Because of the letter she sent me. It was clearly written by a girl." I replied.
"That's so cool that Haru-chan wrote you a letter!" The boy smiled brightly. I grinned back at him happily before turning back toward Tamaki who was giving a lecture about how impolite it is for a lady to use such foul language.
"Tamaki." I said, cutting him off.
"Y—Yes?" He asked, startled a bit.
"Aren't you going to introduce all of your friends? You're being rude." I smiled sweetly at him.
"Ah! Sorry. Of course!" He cleared his throat before standing up straighter, taking on an air of a proper gentleman, before speaking again, "You know Haruhi, she is in class 1-A along with the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru of the Hitachiin family," he pointed toward the auburn haired boys who were several inches taller than me.
"Nice to meet you Star-chan!" They greeted in unison, giving me a nickname which I assume is based on my stardom.
"This is Kyoya Ootori," Tamaki continued, "He is in class 2-A with me."
"I have heard a lot about you, it is nice to finally meet you." The boy with glasses said, bowing slightly.
"It is nice to meet you too," I replied, bowing back, "I'm in 2-A as well so I'm sure I'll get to hear a lot about you too." I noticed that Tamaki lit up a bit when I mentioned I was in his class as well.
"And finally, in class 3-A, we have Takashi Morinozuka – or Mori – and Mitsukuni Haninozuka – or Honey." Tamaki finished introducing the giant man and the young looking boy.
"You two are in the same class?" I asked, my eyes growing wide in disbelief. They nodded in unison, the tall man keeping a straight face and the blonde smiling from ear to ear.
"So how do you know Tamaki?" the twins asked.
"We've known each other since we were babies." I explained, "We were pretty much raised together, we were inseparable, except when I was in ballet class and he went to piano lessons." I laughed a bit at the irony of me becoming the musician after spending a year telling him that pianos were stupid. Before I realized they were even moving, the twins suddenly had linked arms with me on either side, chuckling mischievously.
"Childhood friends, huh~?" one said.
"Does that mean you two are going to get married?" the other added. I stared at them, one eyebrow raised, as poor Tamaki turned beat red.
"Maybe," I joked, causing my oldest friend to stare at me wide-eyed, "If he ever apologizes enough to make up for not talking to me for three years." Tamaki fell to the ground in despair, he always was a dramatic person.
"I thought only Haruhi could make the king that depressed that quickly." The twins said.
"It's a talent." I laughed, "So, what are you all doing here anyway? This part of campus felt deserted."
"You mean you haven't heard of us?" A twin asked.
"All the girls have heard of us." The other said.
"Well, today is my first day and I haven't." I told them, crossing my arms over my chest.
"We, my sweet Lori~" Tamaki started, standing elegantly in front of me with a big smile on his face—he always managed to turn his moods around quickly, "Are the Ouran High School Host Club!"
