Here's Chapter 2! Sorry it was a long update, and another sorry, it's kind of a shorter chapter. But they should be back to a normal length by Chapter 3! Also...who caught the "Enchanté...moron" in the last chapter? First person to review with where I stole that from gets a shoutout in the next chapter (and maybe later on the chance to help me create another character for the story)! So get reading and reviewing people!
The school is pink – That was my first thought as I walked through the front gates. I cringed at the abhorrent color choice, wondering who in their right mind – besides Barbie – would decide a school needed to be pink?
As I walked across the grounds, I realized I was getting quite a few stares. They probably didn't get new students here that frequently…or maybe it was the fact that I was quite obviously a girl and yet I was wearing the men's uniform? Either way, their stares and quiet whispers wouldn't get to me. I was used to being talked about anyway, so this would be nothing new to handle.
I walked through the massive glass front doors, glancing around to see if there was a sign anywhere that would lead me to the headmaster's office. I couldn't locate one, so I eventually gave up and asked someone. I slowly made my way through the halls, taking in the elaborate décor, after being pointed in the correct direction. Soon enough I found his office and stepped inside, walking directly up to the receptionist's desk.
"Umm, hi? My name's Velia. Velia Vita. I'm here to pick up my schedule. I'm new," I asked, a little nervously.
"Oh Miss Vita!" I heard someone say behind me. I turned to see a man with light brown hair and brown eyes smiling at me.
"I was just going to page for you. Please come into my office," he invited, placing his hand lightly on my elbow, and then walking into a room behind the receptionist. I followed him in.
"Please, have a seat," he motioned to a chair in front of his large desk. I placed my bag on the ground and sat down, waiting for him to sit before I proceeded with any questions.
"I'm Chairman Suoh, if you hadn't already guessed." I nodded and he smiled back at me before starting to talk again.
"I must say, we don't have many students join us after their first year. It's slightly odd for this school." I must have made a face, because he quickly added, "Not that we aren't delighted to have you."
He opened a drawer from beneath his desk and rifled around for a few moments before procuring a manila folder. I could see a label with my name on it and gulped, suddenly nervous. My palms started sweating as he opened it up and read through all my paperwork.
"Everything seems good here. Let me just give you your schedule then." I let out a shaky breath as he rifled through more papers, then pulled one out and handed it over to me. "You are in my son's class. I've warned him that you're new and have asked him to guide you around for the day so you can get accustomed to the school."
The Chairman stood up and I followed suit. He walked to the door and opened it for me letting me out. "Have an enjoyable first day, Miss Vita."
"Thank you Chairman," I bowed lightly before exiting his office and walking back out into the hall. I looked around at the students milling about. Letting out another shaky breath, I pulled out the map that accompanied my schedule. Class 2-A, Room 305. Now all I need to do is not get lost.
Kyouya straightened his tie as his driver let him out of his limo. "Thank you Tsutomu. I will see you back here promptly at 5, yes?" Kyouya addressed him.
"Yes, Master Kyouya," Tsutomu replied, bowing. He walked back to the driver's side, slipped into his seat, and pulled away.
Kyouya fixed the strap of his bag on his shoulder then walked towards the front entrance. Glancing at his watch he saw he was only a few minutes late to the host club meeting, but nevertheless he quickened his pace and headed straight to Music Room #3. He pulled the door open softly when he arrived, slipping in and approaching the group quietly.
"Well, it's about time Kyouya!" Hikaru jeered, nonchalantly biting at his nail. "Did you oversleep again or…." A glare from Kyouya quickly shut him up.
Sighing, Kyouya applied pressure to his forehead with two fingers, trying to ease the growing throbbing pain. "Oversleep? How could I oversleep when someone," glare, "called me at 5:30?" He walked to a nearby chair and slumped down into it, throwing his bag to the floor. "I apologize for my tardiness, however. I had a rather…unpleasant encounter on my drive here."
The room went silent as the hosts all stared at Kyouya, confused. Kyouya just sighed again and said, "You do not wish to know." When they just kept staring, he rolled his eyes, flicking his hand out then placing his palm against his face. "Can we just please carry on with the meeting?"
Rather than irritate the Shadow King any further, Tamaki turned back to the group and picked up the discussion where he had left off.
"So, I've decided out first cosplay will be Phantom of the Opera. I already purchased a lovely chandelier," he hesitantly looked to Kyouya (who just scowled), before continuing. "I, of course, will be the mysterious Phantom, and my Christine will be Haruhi!" It was Haruhi's turn to roll her eyes.
"Kyouya will be Raoul, Hikaru and Kaoru will be Andre and Firmin, the opera managers, Hunny will be Meg Giry, and Mori will be Madame, well Monsieur, Giry!" Tamaki finished, looking smug at his character choices.
After a while longer they all agreed to the casting choices and moved to what desserts and teas would be offered. Right about the time Kyouya blocked them out and started to work on the budget again. This was going to be one of the most expensive cosplays they had ever done, and he was regretting submitting to Tamaki's fancies already.
Another 20 minutes later and a bell rang, signaling it was time for them to head to class. The hosts all packed up and went their separate ways. Together, Tamaki and Kyouya started to head to room 305 for the day.
As Kyouya typed away on his cellphone, Tamaki started babbling about some new student who was going to be in their class. A new student? Kyouya thought, this should be interesting.
"It's a girl, but I can't remember what my dad said her name was. Oh well, I guess we'll find out soon enough, mon ami!" Tamaki clapped Kyouya on the back.
Well, it turned out the map was not very useful. I ended up lost pretty quickly, wandering helplessly through corridor after corridor. I mean, I found the track for later, which was a good thing. But then again, I probably won't be able to find it again, I thought to myself despairingly.
I heard a bell ring and saw all the students start to head to class. Not wanting to be late, I gave in and asked a nearby student where Room 305 was.
"Hey! I'm going there too! You can just walk with me," the girl replied excitedly, motioning for me to follow her.
"Thanks. I'm Velia by the way. I'm new here…if you couldn't tell," I laughed nervously, rubbing at the back of my neck.
She giggled in response. "I figured. Well, it's nice to meet you Velia! I'm Shun. If you don't mind my asking, you're not from Japan are you?"
"No, I'm from Italy. I just moved here about four months ago," I answered.
"Well, for being from Italy you speak incredible Japanese!" she complemented me.
"Thanks…again. My mom is Japanese so I grew up speaking both Japanese and Italian."
"So why did you move to Japan then?" Shun questioned me.
I looked down. It was a topic I didn't particularly like talking about. "My dad was k…he passed away." I caught myself and quickly changed my answer. I didn't think Shun caught my word fumble however, since she just looked at me sadly and offered her condolences.
"It's alright. I'm ok," I shrugged it off. I didn't want to make a big deal of it and make her suspicious.
"Well, here we are!" We turned a corner and she pulled the first door on the right open. I followed her into the classroom. "You can sit by me if you want!" She invited. I smiled and nodded my head. I could see myself getting along with her quite well.
We walked together to a pair of desks roughly in the middle of the classroom and off to the side, by the windows. We set our bags down and continued our conversation. I learned her dad was a famous surgeon, her mom was an athlete, and that they met when he had to perform surgery on her knee. That led to me asking what sport her mother did, and finding out her mother was an Olympic sprinter for Japan.
"Oh cool! I'm a sprinter too! I'm actually going to join the track team here," I added.
"No way! I sprint too! But you probably guessed that, considering my mother is an Olympic runner," she giggled again. Our conversation turned to running; we talked until the classroom was almost filled and class was about to start.
My back was to the door, and I wasn't particularly interested in people watching as the students filed in, so I didn't bother turning around every time the door flew open. But as the door opened one more time, and Shun let out a little squeal, I twisted my head around to see what had made her so excited.
I saw a rather attractive blonde guy, who smiled then leaned over to talk to the guy next to him, and…
"Oh hell no. Really?"
"Ready for another year my dear friend?" Tamaki asked cheerfully as the pair of hosts stood outside Room 305.
"Let's just get this over with already," Kyouya replied, his migraine worsening.
Tamaki pushed open the door, holding it open for Kyouya to follow. They heard the chorus of giggles and squeals upon their entrance, which they had since grown accustomed to. Tamaki smiled, flashing the mob his signature grin. Leaning over to Kyouya he whispered, "I wonder which one is the new student?"
"Oh hell no. Really?"
Kyouya looked up, straight into the eyes of one Velia Vita. He sighed. "Well, we found her."
And they meet again!
What do you think is going to happen when they talk again?
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