"We're here." The driver said opening your door.
Marcelle stepped wordlessly out of the door and headed into the grounds. It was a traditional Japanese grounds large and manicured lawns with the cherry blossom trees (her favorite). Marcelle headed to the large meeting room where you knew your parents would be.
"Mother, Father I'm here." You said in an emotionless voice.
"Marcelle, what are you wearing? What happened to your uniform?" your father said in a cold voice.
"Marcelle sit straight!" her mother yelled as she started to sit down on the tatimi mats.
"Yes mom." Marcelle said as she sat straight.
"We are hosting a masquerade ball Saturday and inviting the Morinozuka's. You are aattending and will be hosting along side me and your mother. You may invite a few friends do not invite the whole school. Do you understand?" Her father said….well more like commanded.
"Yes father. May I ask why?" Marcelle said.
"No you may not! Do not question me!" He bellowed.
"Sorry father." Marcelle said bowing her head.
"You may leave." He said
"Good bye father, mother." Marcelle said standing up and leaving.
As soon as she closed the door she sighed.
"I really hope they get that stick out off there-Oh! Hello!" Marcelle said as a maid walked by.
Marcelle got into the car that was waiting for her. "Home please." She said to her driver.
Marcelle got into her apartment and turned on the T.V. Random things were on and nothing caught her attention. She got into bed and fell asleep thinking about the bath she should be taking…..
The Next Day
"I hate school…." Marcelle thought as she was scribbling notes from the book as the teacher had instructed as 'punishment' for Marcelle because she fell asleep during his "History of Math" lecture. Who wouldn't fall asleep on that? The only good thing is that she didn't have any classes with the twins. The worst thing was (for there were many bad things) the boys. They decided that Marcelle was 'beautiful' and tended to follow her around and asking her out. They only backed off at lunch where she sat with Haruhi and the twins. Lunch was…fun. It even surprised Marcelle when she thought about it. The twins tormented Haruhi to no end which Marcelle found funny. Haruhi was aggravated at Marcelle every time a giggle came out. The twins told about adventures the Host Club had. Including the time when Haruhi and Mori got attacked by Kyouya's police force, only to be rescued by Hunny. The image of the tiny senior kicking fully grown and possibly armed policemen's butts was funny. Like a tiny ninja.
The sound of a closing door brought Marcelle out of her thoughts.
"Kagekiri-san have you completed your assignment?" asked Marcelle's teacher. He was a big man. Not exactly fat but big. He was tall and he was creepy. His deep voice scared everyone. He seemed to be a perverted man. The girl's would catch him 'accidentally' brushing his hand on their butts. And Marcelle happened to be alone in a class room with this man.
"Yes sensei." Marcelle said, her voice cracking slightly.
Now, don't get me wrong, Marcelle could've easily fought off this man with her training, but he still scared her. She could feel his gaze raking across her chest. Marcelle handed the teacher the papers and darted out of the classroom. Marcelle started to climb the stairs to get to the club room when she was followed by at least 10 boys repeatedly asking Marcelle to go out with them. She turned them down politely and when they reached the door of the club room one of the boys called out to her,
"Hey Marcelle-san, why do you come here when you can just come with one of us?"
"It's not like that!" Marcelle said blushing heavily, "I just have some business to take care of with some one here!"
A few mutters of disbelief were heard as Marcelle slipped in the door.
Marcelle let out a sigh of relief as she closed the door. Her momentary relief was soon over as someone grabed her tightly and yelled "HELP ME!"
Marcelle looked down to see the scared face of Haruhi.
"Uh…Haruhi, what's wrong?" Marcelle asked confused.
"They are …trying….to…get me to wear…a…swimsuit…." Haruhi choked out.
As if on cue the twins came from around the corner holding a pink ruffled swimsuit.
"There you are Haruhi! Come on it won't be that bad! It'll hide you being flat chested!" Karou said. Not noticing that you were there. Hikaru noticed you first.
"Marcelle is here! We have one for you too!" said Hikaru.
"Hell no! Since when did I become your play doll?!" Marcelle said.
"Since…." The twins trailed of. "Kyoua will explain." They said in a sing-song voice.
Kyoua approached the group and face Marcelle.
"I have decided that the best way for you to pay off your debt is to become the first female host." Kyoua said calmly.
"A FEMALE HOST?! ARE YOU INSANE?! I REFUSE!!! WHERE DID YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THIS IDEA?!!!"
" Because I have seen the boys who follow you around and heard what they say about you. Let me put it this way," Kyoua said as he saw your mouth open to protest. "It's either this or work for Karou and Hikaru."