Sure enough, the entrance to music room three seemed to be much more cared for than it would be if it was abandoned.

I had decided to wait awhile before heading to the supposed club, and by now the hall was empty.

"Here goes nothing..." I whispered to myself before opening the door.

Immediately, a blinding light shot out. I let go of the door to shield my eyes and jumped back, only to be barraged by rose petals.

What thehellis this? I thought, peering into the room.

Inside there were several couches, tables, chairs, and female students. The odor of flowers and sugar permeated the air. Several conversations seemed to be going on at the moment, and my presence was currently unnoticed. I ducked behind a nearby potted plant before it could be.

As far as I could tell, this club's activities seemed to consist of six boys and Haruhi entertaining a bunch of girls by various means. They find this fun? What's wrong with the girls in this school?

So many squeals over those homosexual acts... jeez. I mean, I support gay rights, but this was just to much.

"What are you doing back here?" A voice asked behind me. I jumped, expecting to find one of the idiot 'hosts', but it was just Haruhi. She was holding a tray with an expensive-looking tea set on it.

"Damn it! Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry. So why are you lurking back here?"

I sighed and stood up. "I wondered what a Host Club was. This, though, is a lot stranger than I thought."

She smiled tiredly. "Yeah, it is, isn't it? I had no idea what I was getting into when they made me join."

"Made you?"

"Long story. But why don't you come out and join the rest of us? I only have one other guest at the moment."

"Uh...this isn't really my thing. I'm not one of thosepeople." I added, with a gesture towards the general direction of the rest of the club.

"You never know until you try." Haruhi said with a shrug, and started walking away.

"Are you implying that I'm that silly?" I asked, following her.

"No, just -" She was cut off by a tall blonde kid randomly popping up, grabbing her shoulder, turning her around to face me, and asking,

"Well, who is our newest princess?" He had confident violet eyes.

I glared back at him. "I'm not a princess, and I'm not yours."

"My, how modest! Welcome to the Host Club! I am their king, Tamaki Suoh! What is your type of man? We have the..."

He started doing this whole spiel about their wonderful options, including a boy that could only be described as chibi, his extremely tall companion, a guy with a computer and glasses, Hikaru and Kaoru (who sounded the best, in my opinion.), himself - did I mention he was arrogant? - and Haruhi.

At one point, I got fed up with it, so I approached him and snapped my fingers under his nose to get his attention. Tamaki looked up, and I smirked.

Then confidently slapped him in the face.

"You are the single most annoying person I have ever met!"

By now the room had gone silent. Most of the girls were staring with wide eyes.

"Oooh!" Two voices said in unison. I felt two hands on my shoulders. Hikaru and Kaoru seemed to be as adept as Tamaki at sneaking.

"Looks like someone doesn't like you, boss!"

"She isn't a normal schoolgirl, this-"

"is the kid from our class, Ame-"

"And from what we can see, she doesn't like any of us."

That assumption was spot-on. Mostly...

"Well," I said, "I never said I didn't like you. But you all annoy the hell outta me. I don't even know why I came. Later." My attempt to leave failed. The twins had a firm grip on me, I couldn't walk one step.

"Kyooo-ya! Can you tell us who this fiery beauty is?" Tamaki whined to the glasses-wearing boy.

He tapped a few keys on his laptop. "Yes. Ame Arashi, first year class one-A, she used to live in California, but her father's military career caused her whole family to move here thirteen years ago...then when she was five-"

"No! My family is none of your business!" I broke away from the twins and dashed to Kyoya. "You have no right to know about my life! None of you do!"

I ran out of the room.

God, if they found out about my past...It would be all over the school in a couple days. This was why I hadn't wanted to go to school! And judging by the maturity of the Host Club members, my secrets would be out soon!

But at least...at least my brother had managed to keep the most important thing away from the press.

That was the only thing that really mattered. If I was very, very careful...

My story could stay buried.