From this chapter onward, I'm going to try and increase the amount of words!

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Chapter 3- Acting

My reputation as a chess lover and general nerd was rapidly going down the drain as the news that I was the newest visitor to the Host Club slowly leaked out to the class of 1-A. For the first time in my life I had to pretend that I actually cared about my looks. As part of my training, Naoko had forced me to cut my dreary shoulder length brown hair into layers complete with highlights and now I actually had to wear MAKE-UP as well. Why did it all matter? I had thought that things simply couldn't get any worse, but as usual, I was wrong.

"So why did you request Tamaki-Sempai, Miyoko?" asked two random girls who, despite the fact that I had never spoken to them in my entire time at Ouran, were now treating me like their new best friend.

"Huh?" I gabbled, "Oh… um, he's so… princely. And he's really handsome too."

"I requested Kyoya!" said the dark haired girl to my left dreamily, "He's so mysterious… and cool… and just plain awesome!"

I let myself smirk for a split second. How could this girl like the creepy nerd-boy? Fangirls were so weird.

"You two are both crazy!" the other girl teased, shaking her shaggy blond head at us sadly, "Mori-Sempai and Honey-Sempai are the best! I mean, Honey-Sempai is so cute, and Mori-Sempai is so strong and silent – and it's totally adorable how he looks after Honey-Sempai!"

"Cool!" I said dismissively, attempting to sound interested. "Err… what were your names again?"

"Oh!" exclaimed the blond girl, blinking her brown eyes in astonishment, "You don't know? I'm Kita, and this is Fuiju."

As I nodded in recognition, the final bell sounded, signaling the end of another school day. "Eek!" squealed my two new 'friends', linking arms and jumping up and down, "School's over! C'mon, Miyoko, let's go to the host club!"

Grabbing my arm, they tore down the corridor of the South building, heading towards Music Room 3. Passing by, I couldn't help but glance longingly at the welcoming doors of the library and Chess Club as I headed towards another afternoon of torture.

"So, Tamaki," I said casually, sitting at a table in the club room surrounded by six Tamaki fangirls, "Umm… what do you like doing? I mean, what are your hobbies?"

Naoko had told me that the girls at the club always ask these sorts of questions. I hoped that they wouldn't provoke Tamaki into doing something freaky again.

"I like gazing into your eyes, which are like green pools of sunset pulling me in." he replied, tilting my head back into he was almost kissing me while at the same time confirming my fears.

I giggled and attempted to fake a blush. "Oh stop it, Tamaki!" I exclaimed 'fondly'.

I never would understand how one person could come up with so much endless drabble. Besides, what was a 'green pool of sunset' anyway?

Whilst Tamaki was entertaining his hordes, I slipped away and wandered around the room, spying on the other hosts. I was making mental notes on what they did. Hiding behind a pole, I began eavesdropping on the twins and their customers. "Kaoru had another bad dream last night," laughed Hikaru obnoxiously, "He nearly fell right out of our bed!"

"Hikaru!" protested Kaoru, blushing furiously, "You promised not to tell! Why are you being so mean?"

"I'm sorry!" Hikaru apologized, gently grasping his brother's hand, "You just looked so cute…"

"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" squealed the customers excitedly, "What beautiful brotherly love!"

I stood behind my pole with my mouth wide open. Fangirls were so disturbing. But at least I had something to tell Naoko.

As I was getting ready to leave, one of the twins stopped me in my tracks. "Why were you hiding behind a pole and staring at us earlier?" he asked, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Umm…" I stuttered, speechless, "I was – I was just checking out the rest of the club. Because I'm new and all."

Without hesitation, I tore away from the twin (was it Hikaru?) and hurried upstairs to the library. Naoko would be waiting for his first ever report on the secrets of the host club.