"Sakura, why are you home so late?" my father asks.
I pause before answering. I obviously can't tell him about Kyoya and the Host Club. I lie and say, "I was doing homework in the library."
Instead of accepting my answer, my father smiles in that way that parents have where they know that you're lying, but they respect your privacy so they don't question further. I love him so much.
I go upstairs to the third floor and fling my bag onto the floor. I flop down face first onto my bed. I kick my shoes off without effort and roll over to stare at my ceiling. The tag of my uniform begins to dig into my side, so I have to change. I slip into a tank top and shorts, pulling my cellphone out of my bag.
Three messages. I have three text messages.
...
WHAT?!
I flip open my phone and read the first one. It's from Maemi.
Where'd u go today? I saw u at the Host Club but then u just disappeared.
I don't bother replying. She'll connect the dots eventually. I open the second one.
HOW IN THE ACTUAL HELL DID TAMAKI FUCKING SUOU GET MY NUMBER?
Hey, Sakura. Tamaki here. Kyoya told me about his request, and I just want u to know that I think that would be a great idea! (:
Perfect. How the hell am I supposed to say no to that?
Third message.
I'm not surprised that Kyoya managed to get ahold of my number. I never would have thought of even asking for it.
I'm afraid I must apologize. I gave Tamaki your number, but I fear he may have taken it a bit too far. You may end up receiving messages from him at any time of the day, and they may not make sense. -KO
Well shit. Fuck.
Crap.
As if on cue, my phone buzzes. Tamaki. God damn it.
What do u say? Be the server for the Host Club? (:
Uhg. How do I say no? Please, somebody
ANYBODY
give me a way to say no.
My reply is
Fine. Let Kyoya know that I'll meet with you guys after school before the club opens. And don't think about texting me at three in the morning.
FUCK.