Music Piece 5: An Untold Meeting

The girl stopped in her tracks when she passed through the gates of Ouran High.

This place is so beautiful! Takara thought, overwhelmed. What kind of a school is this?

The sprawling green lawns were filled with many students, both boys and girls. The girls were dressed in bright custard yellow dresses unlike her.

This must be their uniforms for the girl students. It's really so disgusting! Makes them looks like walking sunflowers. The boys on the other hand were dressed in blue suits. These uniforms are way too formal!

(Since she came from a music college which requires no uniforms, she did not even bother to check whether high school students wore uniforms to school. So, she came dressed in simple attire. A blue fuzzy sweater and jeans. Tennis shoes and a white sports bag completed her outfit.)

There were chatters of excitement and laughter everywhere. Suddenly, she felt awkward and she backed up a step.

Man, how careless can I get?

"It's been a week since you attended classes and I don't you to miss too much of lessons. "

What's done is already done.

She clenched her fists and walked forward, almost defiantly. Instantly, the place became silent as everyone turned to stare at her. Some even looked at her from head to toe. Takara's deep blue eyes became cold and distant as she shot them, a withering look.

Soon, all the students started to whisper amongst themselves as she went past them.

I don't have to give a hoot about them! I don't even need to care! Just as long as I carry out Mummy's wishes…

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" Would anyone like to volunteer to show Takara around the school so that she will know her way around during the inter-change of classes? "

This was the last question that the form teacher of Class 1-A asked the class which went unanswered as the final bell rang concluding the end of lessons. No one took the slightest notice of Takara. Everyone went about their own routine as they picked up their belongings from the desks and left the classroom.

"Oh, I-I'm terribly sorry- " the teacher began but Takara interrupted her.

"It's okay, I'll find my own way around. "

She went to her desk, silently gathered her stuff and left the room, without so much as a backward glance of acknowledgment. As she stepped out the hallway was partly deserted.

That's odd. Where did all the girls wander off too?

The fifteen-year-old shrugged her shoulders nonchantly and began walking.

Not that I care, it's not even my problem anyway!

However, there was a small feeling of curiosity which kept bugging her. She tried to push it away but it persisted. She sighed and ascended up the staircase towards the highest level of the South Hostel.

A music room? I didn't know they taught music here?!?

Forgetting about the mysterious disappearances of the female population, she reached out and turned the doorknob.

"Welcome! "

Takara nearly collapsed in fright when she saw the Host Club members.

"I-I thought this was a music room, " she stammered.

A guy with sandy brown hair and dark blue eyes approached her.

" Ah, you must be Takara Lekeisha Satake, the young famous harpist from France. "

Recovering from her initial shock, she plastered on an indifferent expression before she slammed the door shut in his handsome face.

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" Hmph, how rude! " the twins huffed angrily, shaking their heads. " Highness was only just making her feel welcome here! "

A burst of giggles and excited screams erupted from behind them. They turned, just in time to see Senior Hani Honey plant a kiss on one of his regular customer's cheek.

" Aren't we forgetting something more important than the crass act of some random tramp? " Kyoya asked, looking slightly irritated.

Haruhi, Hikaru and Kaoru gave side-way glances at their own abandoned customers. They were all staring at the three of them.

(Or rather, I think the girls were giving them, death glares.)

Immediately, Hikaru and Kaoru returned to their positions and began apologizing to them profusely for their disrespectfulness and offered them flowers.

" Uh senior, are you okay? " Haruhi asked Tamaki, who stood with his back facing her.

" D-Did you see her? She slammed the door in my face! "

She looked taken aback at his sudden change in attitude.

First, he was silent and then he complains about it? Tamaki really never changes!

(Hah? But I thought it was deja-vu!?! Never mind!)

" Maybe you scared her off. That's why she shut the door. And aren't you over-reacting, Senior? " Haruhi said, not thinking before she spoke, as usual.

The next instant, he went and crouched in a corner, sulking. Immediately, all his customers ran over to comfort the poor guy.

" Senior! Senior! Senior, are you alright? "

" Don't worry, Senior! I'm here for you! "

Haruhi sighed despondently and shook her head.

Doing that will only make him develop a big head! He is such a bigot but with people like that, sometimes you just have to be more tolerant!