Hey sorry that it's taken me a while to update. I had a bit of a block for a while lol. So on with the story. This chapter was inspired by 'Running up that hill' By Placebo. Enjoy!

Chapter eight

Haruhi was sprawled over a chair in the corner of a library. It was only when she heard Hikaru call out

"Boss over here" Haruhi looked over to see Tamaki and Kyouya heading towards their table. Haruhi shook her head

"No way! Please tell me you are not the representatives from 3A for decorations" Kyouya smiled evilly

"Sorry Haruhi, there are just some things you cannot control. Try sticking to making up rumours about us" He said smirking whilst he and Tamaki took seats next to Kaoru and Hikaru. All four of them smiled at he and Haruhi reluctantly took a seat again. A cell phone vibrated and Kyouya casually learned across the table before asking

"So who is Brooke?" Haruhi swiped her phone away from him before reading the message

SOS school is asking questions about where u r? Take it u didn't tell Darrow u were leaving?

"Shit" Haruhi said aloud.

"Something the matter?" asked Tamaki but Haruhi barely listened and turned her back to them all before texting back

Tell them something like I had to go back 2 Japan cos my father is sick! Just make up something so that they don't phone my grandmother!

Haruhi turned back to the host club and said

"So decorations, I think that we should go on a colour scheme maybe something classy like black and white mainly so that.."

"Haruhi what is wrong" Kaoru asked. Haruhi went to reply to Kaoru but her cell phone vibrating stopped her from saying anything. Opening it she read

It's done. Next time don't leave the country so quick when u get in2 this shit. Loves u xoxo

Haruhi smiled and finally replied to Kaoru

"All been sorted. Now can we discuss colour schemes so I can leave soon"

Haruhi arrived home quicker than she had expected. She had left the four members of the Host club to discuss what stupid theme the host club should be that week and had asked for the car to come and pick her up. When she walked through the door she could hear her father on the phone to the bar he still worked at. She left him to it and walked upstairs to her room. Picking up a discarded piece of paper that was on the floor slightly under her desk she began to plan out what her dress for the ball should look like. Sighing she stared at the drawing and then screwed it up and chucked it in the bin. Her cell phone buzzed again this time signalling a message from one of her followers requesting to know what dress Haruhi could recommend for her. Haruhi deleted it without even looking at the two dresses. None of the girls she had met at this school had any self esteem to do anything for them. It was always for the benefits for others.

"Like them. They shouldn't do cowboys as a cosplay theme. It should have been Vampires, which are popular right now" Haruhi leaned over and picked up the piece of paper that had the design on it before placing on her desk, not noticing the information that was about the Suoh family on the over side.

So that was chapter eight. Hope you all enjoyed it! It hints a lot about things that are coming up in later chapters, so please continue to read and big thanks to everyone who has already read this story and have reviewed. It means a lot to me.

xoxo