Oh dear... to this day I am still getting reviews on this story.

I hope you can all forgive me and my well, hiatus.

I know how completely terrible it is to get into a story; to throughly enjoy it

and then see that is hasn't been updated in like 2 years. D:

Chapter 5: My Third Day (...Finally!)

03/ 06/11

Haruhi waved good-bye to Hikaru and closed the front door. She quickly put the shopping bags aside and walked over to the fridge, beginning to prepare supper.

"Dad is going to be really surprised when he sees me... not to mention really happy." she thought. After getting all of the ingredients out for dinner she went to set the table, which was

pretty easy considering they were a family of two. Haruhi chopped up some carrots and plopped them into the stew she was making. She stirred the stew for a bit and then went to relax.

Kneeling beside her mom's photo she decided to tell her about her crazy day. "Hi mom, I'm really sorry about skipping school today" she began, "It was all Hikaru-kun's fault. He wanted to

give me a make- over..." she paused, letting out a tiny chuckle. "I know, how dumb. I'm grateful for him and Kaoru, though. I think we'll get along well," she smiled. "I met his mom today.

She's really... something."

Suddenly the front door opened and clicked close. "I'm home!" called Mr. Fujioka. He walked into the room to see Haruhi kneeled down in front of the picture of her mom.

"Welcome home, dad" she said, with a slight smile on her face.

He began to sniff around the room, "Haruhi-chan, whatever you're making smells delicious... I'm starved!"

"Thanks, I suppose I'll have to finish it then." She got up from her spot on the floor and headed towards the kitchen area to continue making dinner.

"Wow, Haruhi! You sure look cute today..." squeeled her father. He danced towards her with a huge grin on his face.

"Well, thank you. My friend gave me a make-over. I thought you'd approve." she chuckled.

"You thought correct!"

Haruhi threw more vegetables into the soup and began to stir.

Haruhi's P.O.V.

'I'm so tired,' thought Haruhi. 'There was too much excitment today for me to handle.' She looked over at her clock on the nightstand to see that it was 9:30 PM.

"Looks like it'll be an early night for me." And with that said, she plopped onto her comfortable bed and snuggled into her sheets. Her eyelids began to feel quite heavy, she yawned and

very quickly drifted off into dreamland. She didn't even hesitate to worry about how her big debut at school tomorrow would go.

No one's P.O.V.

While Haruhi was asleep, Hikaru was wide awake in bed. He growned, a horrible feeling deep in the pit of his stomach.

"Hikaru, stop worrying and go to sleep" mumbled Kaoru.

"I can't help it, Kaoru... I'm so nervous for her I could throw up!" Hikaru clutched his stomach dramatically.

"If I am this worried, can you imagine how she must feel? Poor Haruhi, tossing and turning... maybe even crying herself to sleep!"

"You're overracting. She looks beautiful, everyone will be complimenting her."

"I guess you're right" said Hikaru, yawning.

"I'm always right. Now good night."

"Haruhi-chan! Time to get up and ready for school" said Fujioka-san, sticking his head into her room and then scurrying off.

"Yeah" she turned over, yawned and then... it hit her. She sat up in bed quite abrubtly, clutching her stomach.

'Oh god, oh no. I'm so nervous. What are people going to say? Will they think I'm trying too hard?' She crawled out of bed and practically dragged herself into the shower.

'I just hope I can get ready by myself..."

After her shower Haruhi felt much better about everything. She dried her hair with her blow-dryer and only put on a light amount of make-up, just as Hikaru said.

She was supposed to look natural. This included a little bit of mascara, some eyeliner and gloss. She then reached into one of the bags of clothes and pulled out an outfit. It was a

sleeveless, navy-blue top, featuring colorful indigenous embroidery on the front scoop neck with inverted pleat accents. (A/N: For those who do not know, Indgenous=native) There was

also a pair of jean shorts that looked a little beat up, and some brown sandels. It was clear that Mrs. Hitachiin was going for a bohemian style. Haruhi didn't have time to look through a

ton of outfits to decide which one she liked best, so she threw this one on and looked into the mirror.

"Okay" she said, "So far so good. I look just like I did yesterday."

She grabbed her bag and stuffed her books and other necessities into it, then swung it over her shoulder. She walked into the kitchen area to see that her dad had made her some toast.

"Here you go, Haruhi-chan. Have a good day at school" winked Mr. Fujioka, as he passed her the toast.

"Thanks dad" she said, and headed out the door with the toast in her mouth.

So, it's pretty darn short... but at least I updated! Yes? I will most likely write some more tomorrow.
Every time I get an email from Fanfiction for a +favourite story/author/etc. I just feel sooo guilty!