It was my second lunch at this school. Anri insisted I go back to the club with her, so I agreed. It was kind of fun. Maybe I could deal with some fake people so that I could have fun. As we walked down, we chattered about our interests. "So, what kind of music is your favorite?" Anri asked me. She held a notebook in her hand as if to write every single word I said down. I sweat dropped. "Aheh…" then I got serious. "Well, I guess I could say I like all kinds of music. I like a little bit of everything. But my favorite? That would be in the dubstep category. Dubstep is both fun to dance to and listen to." then I thought about something else. "But then again, Piano is fun." yeah, I played piano. it's a shame that the last piano got destroyed by my cat. It scratches things up to much. Geez.
We finally got to the club room, and opened the door. "Welcome." 6 voices said together. Roses once again flew out at us. "Ah. Anri, Migotohime. Welcome." Tamaki said the same greeting he said on Friday. I decided to try and be nice. If he was fake to me, the n I would be fake to him…I guess. "Hi." I said brightly, catching him off guard. He probably expected me to be all gloomy because I had to be in the club room again. He quickly recovered though.
"Ah. Its nice to see you happy again. Who would you like to meet with?" he asked. I noticed the question was more pointed toward me then to Anri. In my head, I did a little "ha! Your funny!" "um. I think I'll let Anri choose today." I said, looking at the bubbly girl next to me. "Are you sure? Then, how about you, Tamaki?" she asked, smiling. He gave a small laugh. I could see the hint of irritation on his face. Why? Because I didn't choose this time? Or because he didn't want to be the host of Anri and me? Whatever.
He then smiled. "Okay. Come with me." he said. He walked over to a table and two couches. There were other girls there, so I guess this would be a group meeting. I was a little shy about talking with other rich girls. Would they immediately take a disliking to me, because I was what they called a commoner?
"Hi Tamaki! Hi Anri!" one of the girls called happily. He smiled one of those fake smiles again, and greeted her. The one of the others piped up. And said exactly the wrong thing. "Oh. Who's that freak? She's got furry ears." she had bright blonde hair, obviously "professionally" dyed.
I froze. Anri stared in shock. The host club members all turned to face me, hearing the insult. I struggled to find words. The I said. "Thanks. Because not everyone is as perfect as you." and spun around. I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned to see Anri. "Hey…" she said quietly. I shook my head, and gently yanked it free. The I ran out the door, toward the closest bathroom. I felt her footsteps behind me.
"Migotohime! Wait! Please!" she cried. I couldn't stop the tears that poured down my cheeks. I ran through the door of the tidy bathroom. She finally caught up to me, and grabbed me shoulders. We both were still panting. "Migotohime…your…not…a…freak." She got out in between gasps for breath. I sank to the ground, covering my face. She knelt down next to me. "Yes I am…I have cat ears for gods sake." I sobbed. She hugged me. "But that doesn't matter. They're adorable!" she exclaimed.
She pulled a tissue from her pocket, and handed me it. I blew my nose, still crying. I heard a few other girls enter the bathroom. A red head, and another brunette.
"Hey. Are you okay?" The brunette asked, kneeling next to me. She had warm brown eyes. I just hiccupped, and sniffled some more. "Hey, don't worry about Sakura. She thinks she's all that. And she thinks that your competition for the host club. She does that to any girl who she thinks will take the boys away from her." The red head murmered, rubbing my back.
But, what I couldn't understand is, how I was only in this "world" for about 4 or 5 days, and this one little comment had made me flee and start crying like a baby. I mean really. Then a memory flashed in my head. Nekohime had told me that this would cause me psychological troubles later on. So I guess if someone ever called me a freak, I would start acting like a baby.
Anri pushed hair from my face. "See? No body thinks you're a freak. Sakura just thinks your competition. And you don't even seem like you like the host club. Do you?" she got another tissue. I had finally stopped bawling, and was just sniffling. "I don't know. I just feel like they're fake. The way they smile is fake, and I don't want to get attached to some one who's fake." I muttered. They girls sat down on the floor with me, and I was surprised, because I didn't think that rich girls would even think of sitting on bathroom floors.
"You see, I can get attached to someone really easily. Like, since I was bullied so much. When someone was finally nice to me, I would easily get attached, and rely on them. Then they would turn out to be fake, and they would embarrass the hell out of me." this was technically tru in my real life, and my Animory was telling me it was the same here.
Anri hugged me again. "Well, I won't trick you or anything. And, the Host Club isn't fake, so don't worry. They're there for you." She murmured. "yeah, and we won't let anyone hurt you either." The red head said. I smiled. I liked these people. "Thanks. By the way, what's your names?" I asked the two. The brunette pointed to herself. "I'm Haruka." she smiled, and seemed proud of her name…for some reason. "And I'm Yuki." the red head gave a thumbs up. Yep. Definitely in an anime.
I nodded at the two. "My name is Migotohime." I said, doing peace signs. We all laughed. Then they helped me up. We dusted off our clothes. Then they helped me clean up my face. Lunchwas ending, and I found out that Yuki was in my class. So, me Anri, and Yuki walked to class together.
It felt nice to have people that I trusted. Then I felt a pang of sadness. When I completed this world, I would never see them again…