oiii~ here's C3. have fun. and i don't own ouran. (unfortunately.) ~RBASA

C3: Meeting the Host Club and Getting My Sense of Security Ripped Away Like a Candy Wrapper.

After class I decided to go back to the lonely music room.

I wandered down the halls, planning my revenge on Barbie-Miki as I tried to remember the way there.

Maybe I could 'accidentally' get gum in her hair, or trip her in the hall, or maybe just push her into the pond. No, all of those would get me noticed, and that is the last thing I wanted after today…. But I already threw out my uniforms, so I would get noticed anyway. Ah, what's the point, I thought, opening the door handle. Revenge was for the wicked and I definitely did not consider myself wicked.

"Welcome," Multiple voices chorused as rose petals flew in my face.

It seemed that my secret room wasn't so secret anymore.

I looked over the boys that stood in a strange group in front of me. All of them were beautiful, and obviously rich. I saw the little boy- er, the very small third year, Honey, and his unusually attractive tall friend, and a few more. A tall blonde one with purple eyes, a black-haired glasses one, and a very small, very feminine looking one. I assumed she was a girl in disguise. I made a mental note to look further into it. And- AH! HIKARU AND KAORU!

This all passed through my mind within seconds without an expression on my face. I smirked at the twins. It was so THEM to get into something weird like this. I started walking over to my window seat when-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! VINNY IT'S BEEN SOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG!" my cousins shouted in unison, spastically popping up behind me and hugging (strangling) me. They dragged me over to the shocked group. I was surprised and a little happy they recognized me so quickly.

"Wait… You two know her?" purple-eyes asked.

"Well, yeah. She's our cousin," they replied, as if he should already know this. "We knew she was moving here, but not so sooon!" They ruffled my hair and pinched my cheeks. "ISN'T SHE SO CUTE?" they yelled, suddenly flipping me upside down, holding me by my ankles and tugging at my braids.

I gasped, trying to keep my shirt from falling down and squirming to get out of their grips. I couldn't help my blush as the now-upside-down group smirked and snickered at me.

"That is Vienna Vollomon, first year, recently moved here from Canada. Distant relative of the Hitachiin twins." The black-haired glasses one started, reading from a black book. "Very fluent in English, French, and Japanese. Intelligent, excelling to upper-class level courses early, and accepted into Ouran Academy through an academic scholarship. The board decided to give away two this year, one to Haruhi, and one to Vienna," Whatttttt? I thought. How did he know all this stuff? "Athletic; has won a good number of championships in Swimming and Gymnastics. Quite a few music awards, too."

Everyone looked at me, sizing me up, which I thought was very inappropriate at this time, considering I was upside down with the blood rushing to my head and all. I blushed even more, not that you could see it. I wasn't used to the attention.

"Well," the blond purple-eyed one said, looking at my upside-down face in interest.

Suddenly angry at how stalker-ish this all was, I promptly brought my elbows up and smashed them down on the twins' spot-where-da-sun-don-shine and smirked as they fell, groaning, to the ground. Everyone sniggered and I caught myself on my hands and flipped forward, glad to be right –side up again. I tried to ignore all that glasses had said, but was unable to shake the creepy, I-really-don't-think-my-identity-is-safe-anymore feeling off.

Honestly, I was surprised he didn't mention- I stopped that thought in its tracks and started walking over to my window seat again, trying think of other, happier things.

"But my princess, don't be shy. You must join us in our hosting activities," purple-eyes said as he caught my wrist, spun me around, and pulled me close to him, fingertips lightly grazing my chin. I felt his breath on my face.

I stumbled back from him, slapping his hand away and getting seriously freaked out by this strange group.

The twins, still on the floor in pain, managed to laugh at the tall blonde's failure at wooing me as he randomly crouched in a dark corner.

? was all my brain could say. What kind of place IS this? A cult? I really wanted to ask what the hell a "Host Club" was, but I didn't. Never talk when it's not necessary, I always told myself. If it's important, you'll figure it out eventually.

"VINNY-CHAN!" Honey yelled and attached himself to my leg.

I jumped, freaked, but then looked down at Honey and smiled. He was the only one that had really been nice to me so far….. he really did remind me of- NO! I shouted in my head. I needed to stop thinking about that. It would only cause problems.

The twins jumped back up again, ready for introductions.

"Well, as you already seem to know, that is Haninozuka Mitsukuni, Honey-senpai, 3rd year.

The one in his emo corner is our Lord Suoh Tamaki, Tamaki-senpai, King of the Host club, 2nd year." I noted the similarity of his and the Principal/Headmaster/Councelor/whatever-he-was's last name.

"That," they indicated to the glasses-stalker one, "is vice-president Ootori Kyoya, Kyoya-senpai, 2nd year.

That is Fujioka Haruhi, 1st year, a recent addition," they continued, pointing to the girl-maybe-not-maybe who waved and said hi (in a very unisex way might I add…). I narrowed my eyes at her, suspicious. Why would she hide the fact that she's a girl? I thought. But the twins continued.

"and that is Morinozuka Takashi, Mori-senpai, 3rd year." I looked up at the tall dark one and made eye-contact with him for the first time. He had grey-ish black eyes that went on forever. I automatically felt calm and jittery at the same time and wanted to shiver. He nodded politely and I suddenly realized that he is the only one that I hadn't heard speak.

I held back a blush as he continued staring at me. I turned, expressionless, to the rest of the group. No-one had ever looked at me like that before. They always just took a glance and quickly looked away, like if they looked at me for too long they would explode.

I shot everyone a tiny nice-to-meet-you nod and smile and spun towards my window seat and sat down, hopehopehoping that no-one would bother me.

Thankfully, no-one did. I pulled out White Oleander by Janet Fitch, one of my favorites, and shrieking girls started pouring in through the doors. I sighed as I realized that this was going to be one long afternoon.

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I watched the 'Host Club' intently as I "read" my book. It seemed like it was just a flirt party. What a waste of time... I thought, but I couldn't stop watching.

Tamaki acted like an idiot, blubbering over how beautiful the girls looked today and making up cheesy lines that hardly made any sense whenever they asked a question. I snickered, expecting epic failure, but almost gaped as the girls blushed and sighed and squealed at his every move.

…He drugged them, I concluded.

There was no way a member of the same sex as me would stoop so low as to squeal at such a hideous attempt at chivalry. I shuddered and turned to watch the twins' tactic, the 'brotherly love' act. I twitched, then blushed and looked away, feeling like I just witnessed someone's secret indulgence in a very private act. I wasn't surprised when the girls gasped and 'awwww'-ed and teared up. I guess Hikaru and Kaoru are closer than the last time we met, I thought, snickering internally.

I now looked at the glasses-stalker, admiring the way he talked so smoothly, without over-doing it, but also kept up a polite level of respect for each girl, promoting items that no doubt earned the club's money. I nodded approvingly and glanced to Haruhi's table.

She- er... he was looking slightly panicked, like he didn't know exactly what to do, but he slowly got into it, smiling and making friendly comments and answering questions politely, while being funny and cute at the same time. At least once every minute the giggles from the girls at that table could be heard. I was surprised at how good she- er… HE was, for being new and all. Then I turned to look at Honey's table.

He sat with Mori, talking and eating cake and holding his ever-present pink bunny while the girls fawned over how cute and sweet and boy-lolita-ish he was. I almost smiled... he WAS really cute. Mori was silent, watching and nodding politely at the right moments. The girls batted their eyes at him and touched his arms, shrieking every time he shot them a glance. I twitched. It was so pathetic.

I glanced back at Mori only to see him looking over at me. It was these times that I was most uncomfortable. There were so many options to choose from. You could stare at them until they felt awkward and looked away (my personal favorite- normally didn't take very long), or keep looking around the room, making them think you had just made eye-contact with them when your eyes were passing by, or you can be friendly and smile at them. OR…. You can be a total imbecile like me, and blush and stick your nose in a book, automatically letting them know that you didn't want them to know you were looking at them, but then knowing that you blatantly let them know, and you know that they know that you know that they caught you. If that makes sense.

Well, anyway, the point is that I now look like an idiot in the eyes of the only person a little like me here.

~end of C3~

yay. third chapter posted. i have up to chapter 12 written, and ill try to post often, cause i hatehatehate it when authors wait monthsandmonthsandmonths. but you guys should keep reviewing. and THANK YOU VERY MUCH to Asheiya, my veryvery first reviewer. i almost died when i saw it. i was like :O . so yeah. i appreciate it. thanks to you other guys who reviewed too. you rock 3. oh, and Nemo-chan, Miki gets helluh worse. xD ~RBASA