A Change

I looked to my left. Ali-san was sleeping. Eww! She was drooling too! I look to my right. Kay-Lee was snoring. Really loudly. Ah. How totally unpeaceful. We were on the plane right now on the way to Ouran High School! As soon as the meeting was over (the one where Ryder told us we were attending this school), we all left the room and screamed in joy so loudly that agents from all over the agency came running. Another one of my BFFL's, E-lin, came running over, too. "What happened?"

"We got in to Ouran High School!"

"No way!"

Then she joined us in screaming and cheering. She was a really smart kid so she would have made it in too, but she never applied to Ouran. She was a little shorter than me and she had short brown hair, a tear shaped face, and light brown eyes. They twinkled ever time she laughed, which was a lot. She always had laughing attacks. They were pretty funny, considering that there was nothing to laugh about. I liked her laugh. She thought it was obnoxious, but I loved it. I missed her already. "Huh," I sighed.

This was going to be a looooong ride. To pass the time, I examined the necklace that I had recently gotten. You know that yin yang sign? Yeah, well, Kay had gotten each of us friendship necklaces that represented our personality. I got the yin half and Kay got the yang half. I'm good with a little evil in me, and she's evil with a little good in her. To, me, Kay just acts like she's evil, but she can actually be nice sometimes. But, if Kay is too nice, you know something's wrong. Kay got the necklaces at a tag sale a retired agent had. I got a belt with a computer inside (and it had a sa-weet design :D) and Ali got a cute little circle necklace with a purple string that had a hole in the middle (kinda like a doughnut – I know I'm comparing to food, but I'm hungry! They don't serve food on this plane!). It said dream 3 times with little amethyst colored jewels in between the words dream. I guess I was the only one that bought something for agents. They just bought normal people jewelry.

I wish they had TVs on this plane. Our last mission was to Hawaii (which was amazing! I had always wanted to go there!). That was my favorite trip so far. The weather was so perfect (it wasn't too hot and it wasn't too cold). The flowers were so colorful. They were every color from soft colors like pink, yellow and green to bolder colors, like blue, red and orange. I loved the huge, tropical flowers, especially the orange ones. That's my favorite color! The water was so clear and sparkly and the black sand on the beach from the volcanoes was beautiful too (it's good for your skin ya know!). There was some type of group that was forming there that might have been a threat to Japan, so that's why we went. It was great because it was one of those few missions where Kay, Ali, my friends Gill-lee, Eilin and I actually got to be together. And as a bonus, the adult we went with, Agent 36, was cool with whatever we did (eh-hem- as long as it was basically practical). She didn't even stay in the same hotel room as us! I went broke spending all my money on souvenirs there. Oh well. It was worth it. I still don't have a lot of spending money since I spent it all in Hawaii two months ago.

After a few torturing hours of boredom, no one to talk to, and someone snoring in my ear, we finally landed. I had my ipod but still-hey! It was boring. I know I travel a lot and go on planes very often, but my ears still haven't gotten used to it. They're super sensitive. I chew on gum, put headphones in, move my jaw around; swallowed excessively, yawn a lot, and basically any rumor about helping your ears not block on a plane I use. My ears are ok with going up now, but coming down is brutal. They hurt because of the pressure. The time it hurt the most was probably flying to Guam. I had no idea I had the beginning of ear infections, so that really killed. But, flying this time didn't really hurt so badly. It was just annoying that everything sounded mumbled. "Wake up. Come on, guys, we're here."

I always had trouble waking up my friends for some reason. I guess I didn't want to disturb them. Part of it could also be that I am a little shy (Hey! It's Kay and I just wanted to add that a little is an understatement! Seriously!), or it could just be that I wouldn't really like someone waking me up, or maybe because they might be offended if I did (Hey! It's Ali. Come on, Em! We won't be offended if you wake us up! I won't be like 'I hate you with a capital J' ya know! Jeez. By the way, 'with a capital J' is kind of an inside joke between me and Emma-Lee). Hey! Stop it you guys! This is my story from my point of view! If you want your own story, get an account at and write one! This is mine! Not that I'm mad or anything. Ha. So, um, back to the story before my friends interrupted. So, even though I told them to wake up, obviously they didn't. So I tried poking them instead. "Ali, please get up."

Then, I started shaking her. Slowly, she opened her hazel eyes. "What?" She mumbled.

"Finally! We're here."

"Oh."

Then I did the same thing to Kay. "Hey! What the hell did you wake me up for? I mean, come on, Em! That's not cool! You think you would learn after you shot me with a Nerf gun to wake me up! It was not fun for-''

"Kay! We're here! Let's go get some milk."

"Why would I want milk?"

"I don't know, let's just get some."

"Ok, FINE!"

She's a little nasty when you wake her up. I should know. It's not that bad when you wake her up in the morning. But at night, holy crud! It's terrifying. Milk somehow makes her back to herself again. It's a good thing she likes it, or else- well, you can only just imagine.

We excited the plane, acting all professional. I always felt so special traveling, for some reason. We stopped at a restaurant to eat lunch and for Kay to have her milk. Then, we got a taxi and found the house that we were going to stay in for this mission. Instead of staying at a hotel, we decided to take the cheap way and stay with a permanent agent located in the area; Agent 13. We thanked and paid the taxi guy and started walking towards the house. It was small and white. There was a little gate with a walkway that led up to the front of the house. On one side of the walkway, there was a garden, and on the other side, there were flowers everywhere. It looked like it came out of a fairytale. "Jeez! It looks like an old lady lives here!" Kay commented.

The milk worked. She was back to normal.

"Do you think she's a retired agent?"

"Let's find out." I said.

"Wow Emma-Lee, you're in a hurry!" My friends joked, using my full name.

Usually they just called me Em or some other nickname, like Nem or Thumberqua (don't know where that came from) or Cookie or Eminemily, or… ok, I could go on forever and ever. The point is I have a LOT of nicknames. Wait, why am I even talking about nicknames again? Oh right. It was Ali and Kay's fault.

We rang the doorbell and Ali whispered to me, "Agent 13, huh? Well, she must be pretty lucky! Ha."

We learned from Ryder that 13 is an unlucky number in the United States. Ali was just joking (I think), but it actually was true. Once we met the lady, she told us how she was an unlucky person. But first, I'll tell you the story in order.

A young woman (probably in her early twenties) opened the door a few moments after we rang the doorbell.

"Hello?"

"Hi, we're um, Emma-Lee, Kay-Lee, and I'm Ali-san. Um, are you…?"

"I'm Mallory. Are you, um…" She lowered her voice. "Secret agents?"

"Yes! I'm Agent 459, Ali here is Agent double 00, and Em is Agent 47." We all showed her our badges that stated that we were real agents under the law.

"Oh yes. I know who you are now!" She said, pulling out her badge, too. "Come in! Come in! I've been expecting you! Did you already eat?"

"Yeah. We had to give Kay some milk."

"Oh." Mallory looked puzzled, but she didn't ask.

"Sit down! Make yourselves at home. I'll take your luggage."

"Thank you!" We said together.

"No problem. You guys have very pretty names! I like them."

"You do too." I added.

"Oh, but do you know what it means?"

"No, I've never heard of it before," said Ali, joining in on the conversation. "It sounds foreign."

Mallory sighed. "It's American. It means unlucky."

"Really?" asked Kay.

"Yeah. Everything about me is unlucky. My agent number's unlucky in some countries, my names unlucky, my job's unlucky-"

"What?"

"Oh, heh! Working at a secret agency's not unlucky! I just..uh… forgot! That's all."

"Ooooh. Ok."

"My age is unlucky, my house number is unlucky, and everything else is basically unlucky about me. My best days are on Fridays on the 13th day of the month, which is actually superstitious and unlucky in America, where I'm from. Oh well," she sighed. "Maybe having you guys come and stay with me will be lucky. Ya never know."

I looked at her closely. I always did this when I first met a person. I wanted to notice everything about them, from their eye color to their personality. Mallory had strawberry blonde hair, soft brown eyes, and a sweet, not too overpowering smile. She basically looks soft and sweet. She talked quietly and gently, but not like she was talking to some little kids. I was glad that we were staying with her, even if she was unlucky.

"So, what is your mission? I know from Ryder that it involves a high school you guys made in, but what exactly do you guys have to do? Nice job, by the way in making it in."

"Thank you." We all said.

No one else said anything so I answered Mallory. "We have to watch the Host Club there. Our mission involves them. Ryder didn't really tell us what to do, but… um… well, maybe we should look it up."

I got up and searched threw my suitcase for my laptop. I didn't really feel comfortable talking to people I didn't really know. Yet again, I was a little shy. AND NO COMMENTS FROM YOU, KAY! I DON'T WANNA HERE IT! (Aww…) IT'S FROM MY POINT OF VEIW, REMEMBER!

So I searched threw my suitcase until I found it: my new, sleek, shinny, orange, agenty laptop. It was awesome. I walked back over to the table. I typed in the secret agent code to get to our program on the computer and then typed in my username and password. I typed in the search box "Missions involving Ouran High School." Then, what came up was as follows:

"Three agents (Agent 459, Agent double 00, and Agent 47) will go to find out more about the Host Club at this school for rich people. We don't know much about this club yet, but we are searching hard. There will be updates soon. The Agents in their freshman year will do anything to be a member of the club to watch them as closely as possible. To be a guest is not enough; you don't get to see everything that happens from behind the scenes. Girls on this mission might have to disguise themselves as boys because the hosts are only guys who entertain ladies. Let's wish all these young fourteen year old ladies good luck on their mission!

Ryder"

"What the f-''

"Kay!"

"What?"

"Be polite! This isn't your house, remember?" I whispered.

"What'd I do wrong?" She asked, not bothering to whisper.

"Just – don't swear, ok?"

"Fine. But, disguise ourselves as boys! I mean, really.

"Yeah! What's Ryder doing?" Ali looked mortified.

And then it hit me.

"EWwww! Yuck! Holy-… crap." I almost swore there, but I didn't. I caught myself. "Boys! Disguise ourselves as boys! WHAT?"

"WHAT! AH! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! NOT US! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" We all shouted. Mallory was like, staring at us. "Sorry," I mumbled. I could feel blood rushing to my face as I blushed. Real good first impression, right? NOT.

After that, we all settled down.

"Disguising as guys, huh? Well, maybe it won't be so bad. I've had to do it before, you know."

"Oh, of course," I thought. "She's unlucky."

"Oh, we'll have to cut our hair!" I moaned. I could just imagine how terrible that would look. I would have super curly hair then. Ack!

"Wait, are you saying I'd have to cut my beautiful hair?" Kay asked, touching it.

"My hair's short enough," Ali moaned.

"Kay, I'll cut your hair myself."

"No! Please! Ahhhh!"

"Ha ha!" I teased her.

Ali looked in a mirror.

"Say good –bye to the flipside," I said, looking in too.

"WHAT?" Ali asked/laughed.

"That's what you do to your hair. Ya flip it. I just figured I'd call it the flipside."

"LOL!" Ali laughed.

"I know, it's lame."

"Yeah, it is," Kay joined in.

"Hey, shut up!"

Kay just laughed.

"There's a salon just across the street from us. We can go there. Maybe they can give you some styling tips." Mallory told us.

Ali and I tried to look optimistic. Kay didn't.

She frowned. "How convenient." She mumbled.

I side hit her. "Kay." I said through my teeth, attempting to make it look like I wasn't talking. "Act pleased."

"Why?"

"Just do it." I said through my gritted teeth again.

"Ok, but why are you talking through your teeth?"

I sighed. I gave up.

As we crossed the street, Mallory got like, literally, an inch away from hitting a car. "Just my luck."

Wow.

We walked in and they said that they had to take us one at a time, because they were busy and because we didn't have appointments. My friends looked at me and said, "You can go first!"

"What!"

They pushed me towards the hair stylist. "See ya! Have fun!"

I glared at them. My glares were never affective, but it was worth a try.

After everyone was done with their new haircuts, we went home and got ready for supper. We helped Mallory cook, even though she said she usually didn't. When she almost set the house on fire, we believed she didn't cook. So, instead, we ordered pizza. She showed us our room. It was a tiny, spare room she had. She had inflatable mattresses lying on the floor. "I'm sorry, but these mattresses are only temporary. I went broke a while back so I didn't have enough money to buy 3 mattresses. Just my luck."

"That's ok! It's better than sleeping bags."

We settled down and shut off the lights. "Are you nervous for tomorrow?" I asked.

"A little bit," replied Ali.

"Why would I be nervous?" Kay questioned.

"New school, new people."

"So?"

"Never mind, alright!"

We finally said good night and fell asleep.

The next morning, Mallory offered to drive us.

"Thank you," We said together.

"Sure! My pleasure."

That was the last ride we ever got by Mallory. She almost got hit 40 times in the short distance to Ouran Academy! All I could think was, "Wow. This girl's unlucky." Which I kinda already knew.

We went to see the principal first. Hello, um, aren't you girls? He asked when we told him who we were.

"No, we're guys."

"Oh, I must have written it down wrong. Let me get you your uniforms."

"That will cost money, you know, but since you're scholarship students, take as long as you'd like.

"Thank you!"

As soon as we left, we quickly figured out were the Host Club was held; Music Room #3. We walked in to find a guy with black hair, brown eyes, glasses, the same uniform as us, obviously, and a black notebook in his hands.

"Um… hey. We're new here. We were wondering if we could join your Host Club." Kay said, acting "manly."

"Who are you?" Was all he said.

"We're scholarships. Can we be part of your club?"

"We actually have too many members now. It would be too much for our guests to have 3 extra new hosts added on, so late in the year."

Late In the year? It was only October!

"Oh, um, sorry. It's just that we heard you let a scholarship student into your club recently."

We had found out this fact last night.

"Yes, but that was only because he was in dept."

"Oh come on!" Kay was getting frustrated. You could tell because she was moving her arms around like crazy, which she always did whenever she was frustrated.

"That's not fair! It's only three extra people! And it's not even that late in the school year! It's October! Your excuses for not letting us in are lame! I mean, just look at the size of this school! It's not like you don't have enough room for us!" She said.

When she wanted the guy to "just look at the size of this school!", she started swinging her arms sideways. When she was done speaking, her arm contacted with a blue vase on a wooden stand right next to her.

"That will be ten thousand yen," the guy with the notebook calculated.

"We don't have that much! We still have to pay for these uniforms!"

"Well, it looks like you're in dept with us!" He said with a creepy smile. "Welcome to the Host Club! We'll see you at our next meeting this afternoon, alright!"

"Yup! Bye!"

We turned around. The rest of the Host Club, I guess, had been watching from some tables in the room. We all touched our necklaces together. My yin necklace and Kay's yang necklace fit perfectly together, sense they were friendship necklaces, and Ali placed her necklace on top of ours. It was just as large as ours put together. As soon as all three necklaces were touching, something weird happened. A weird rumble sounded. It was very faint, but I could still hear it. A split second later, a blue circle surrounded the room. As fast as it had appeared, it was gone. I could literally feel a change in the air, or the room we were in. There was absolute silence for a moment. No one knew what had just happened, and everyone was in shock. Of course, Kay broke the moment. "What the hell was that?"

"I have no idea. Let's get out of here!"

We started walking away when a laser beam came from behind us. It was so close to hitting me, I screamed. If you spread out your fingers as far as they will go, it's like, not very far apart, right? Well, that's how close it was to hitting me. On reflex, all three of us spun around to find the dark haired boy pushing up his glasses. "Nobody leaves this room until I say you can."

A/N: SORRY THE CHAPTER WAS SO LONG. PERSONALLY I LIKE SHORT AND SWEET CHAPTERS, BUT I HOPE THE LONGNESS DOESN'T RUIN IT FOR YOU!