I was trolling facebook and my email friday night,
and was sad because there was no reception for the new chap.
But I go on the next morning...and there are over 10 messages for Picture Perfect!
I love you all!

I'm not afraid of anything,
be it mountains, dragons, water, dark, or sky.
I'm not afraid of anything,
tell me, where's the challenge if you never try?
So watch me fly.
I'm not afraid.

I'm not afraid of anything, Songs For a New World.

The rest of that day I wondered about what the Hosts would have in store for me. It hadn't really hit me that I'd joined them. Several girls talked about them in class and at lunch. The things I'd heard...cosplay parties, trips to Okinawa... I needed to start thinking before I acted.

But the craziness could be fun...Oh, well. I guess I won't know until it begins.

So, on Friday morning, I got up and headed to school as I had been doing. When I got there, heads still turned, but now people were talking about more than my fabulous fashion sense.

Girls were chattering about things like getting a portrait done, but when I passed a group of guys, they were saying:

"The new girl joined those Hosts, did you hear?"

"Yeah. I heard Suoh wants to have boys at his club now."

"He's an idiot, but she's hot. Maybe we should stop by one day."

"My girlfriend said she has a really bad temper."

News here spread like wildfire. I guess gossip was the same everywhere. It reminded me of a time in middle school when a kid had made an internet comment and there were cops all over campus the next day.

Class was class. Kaoru tuned around once and we chatted for a moment before the teacher made us shut up. The twins also insisted I go to lunch with them, and the three of us talked about some freak boy called Nekozawa.

As soon as school let out I was rushed to music room three. When the door opened, I gasped. By one of the windows...

"Surprise! We had some of our mother's employees design this last night." The twins said.

"It's...it's really cool, guys. Thanks." a ten foot by ten foot space had been set aside for my use. The floor tiles, instead of pink, were violet. There were two easels with fresh paper, a smallish table with other supplies, and what looked like a potter's wheel. The furniture was all black and purple, and there were even dark curtains. A vase full of purple roses - so cool - were on an end table. I loved it.

"We chose purple because it's a popular color now." Kaoru explained.

"I like it. Matches my scarf." as always, I had a scarf on.

"Why are you always wearing those? And you're wearing gloves too."

"Doesn't it get hot?"

I shrugged. "That's my business." They aww'ed, disappointed. "Where are the rest of the guys?"

"We don't open for another half hour." Haruhi spoke from behind me. I turned to find her standing in the doorway. "I guess you couldn't have waited?" she asked Hikaru and Kaoru.

Suddenly, they were both standing over her. "Oh, we would neverforget about you."

"You're our toy. How could we?"

Toy?How ignorant! "A human being is not a toy, idiots."

"Who are you calling a idi -"

"Get away from my daughter, you shady twins!" Tamaki had arrived. "Everytime I am not here you take advantage of her!"

"Relax, Tama-Chan! They weren't doing anything!" Honey had entered, riding on Mori's shoulders.

And, rant. Nobody was paying attention to me, so I got an evil idea.

Slowly I sneaked up behind Tamaki. Three...two...one."BOO!" I jumped on him.

"Ah! What - Ame? When did you -"

I blew a raspberry in his ear and got off. "Before you. Relax, Suoh. Haruhi can take care of herself."

"If I may." Kyoya interrupted, coming out of nowhere like all the club members seemed to be able to. "All of you should be preparing for today's guests, not fooling around."

"You're such a party pooper, Kyoya." Kaoru complained. But the guys and Haruhi dispersed, getting various things ready. Haruhi muttered something about coffee.

"And as for you, Ame. Your space is your responsibility. Please try and keep your head today. Another outburst may reflect badly on your reputation. Several students asked me about your joining the club, don't expect to be overlooked today."

In other words: Screw up, and you'll never sell another painting. Well, I guess he was allowed to threaten me after what I did to him yesterday.

Over at my space, I recognized a couple of the brands of supplies. This was really expensive stuff, paints I hardly ever bought. Those guys don't skimp. I set things up for the guests.

Truthfully, I was kind of nervous. This club was all about good manners and propriety, and I was about exactly the opposite.

"By the way, Ame," Tamaki called out, "We're showing you as the rebel type! Go wild!"

Rebel type? What does he mean?

But I didn't have time to find out. At that moment, the doors opened and the room was flooded. I could see where the rose petals came from - they were held up by a net above the door.

About six people were heading towards me.

What am I going to do?

Sorry for the filler.
In next chapter there shall be some good comedy,
as well as an ominous situation.
Then a time jump.
I know you're dying to find out what happened to Ame,
it will be explained in 3-4 more chapters.
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