Strange Tryouts and Insane Times

Ok so thank you to everyone who's reviewed my story! Especially the ones who bothered reviewing – I loves you all! And also, a special shout out to my friends who were really sweet and super nice to me on my birthday – I'm not telling you the date Kyouya! I'm just saying it was in July sometime. I Know I said I would try to update daily but I was busy with Fourth of July parties! And no, Sapphy Mizuiro, you're not getting annoying! I think its soo cool you can't wait to get a new chapie of mine! *feels special* So, I read the reviews (of course) and I realized that some people were confused. Leeme try and explain:

Ali: Agent number double 00 – super fast and invisible (Em and Kay figured out she was super fast when Ali wanted to race to Mal's house and was half an hour ahead of her friends!)

Em: Agent number 47 – has the power to glare at people and make them fall on the floor in pain (she also has another power but no one in the story has figured it out yet! Shhh…)

Kay: Agent number 459 – can control people's emotions (also has another power no one's figured out yet)

Mal: Agent number 13 – the three girls stay at her house

Ryder: The boss of the secret agency in Japan

Steph and Niki: You'll find out soon!

"Emma-Lee?"

"Steph!"

"Yes, I think it's her," Niki whispered to Steph. "Hi, Em!" she said, louder this time.

"Hey!" I ran over and did the best I could to hug them while they were wearing those really yellow, puffy, um… ugly uniforms.

"Uh, Em? Why ya dressed like a boy?"

"Oh, uh, long story."

Everyone in the club wanted to know who these people were, but for once, they weren't sure who would give the most information: Kyouya or me. Their heads turned back and forth: Kyouya, me, Kyouya, me. "Who are they?" one of them asked to no one in particular.

"They're my cousins," I told them.

"Ok, now that that's down, why are you dressed up like a guy?"

"I said it's a long story."

"And we've got time." Steph said.

Tamaki came running over. "You're not… not a guy, Em?"

Kay stormed over. "What the hell's your problem? You can't see a gender difference?"

The twins cheered in the background. "We're all girls! Ali, Em, and me are GIRLS! Got it?"

"I knew Kay was a girl, but…"

"Why me?" she asked the sky, or actually, the ceiling. "Get a life! Then maybe you'll notice these things!"

Tamaki ran over to his creepy black corner, and Kay chased him there. "Ok, Steph, Niki, I'll explain later."

"Why not now? We need the details."

"222," I whispered. "Want me to say in front of this stalker?" Kyouya was watching us.

"Fine, 47," Steph whispered back, but she was smiling.

"It's Ryder's fault, right?" Niki whispered.

"Yeah."

Kyouya came closer, pulling out his black notebook. "What are you ladies whispering about?"

"Boys," Steph said, and Kyouya actually gave a slight blush (I didn't know that was possible), turned around, and walked back over to his laptop. "Nice one."

"Thanks."

Steph and Niki were my closest cousins, but we only saw each other a few times a year. So when we did see each other, we had to catch up on everything. I sat in between Steph and Niki, who had already made their selves at home and sat down on one of the couches. "So, what are you guys doin here?" I asked them.

Just then, Ali came running by me. "Let's go! We can't be late for band!"

"Oh my gosh! Meet me here after school, k?" I told my awesome cousins.

"Yeah, sure!"

"Where ya goin?"

"Band!"

Ali and I ran out of the music room and into the hallway. Wouldn't it be awful if Ali disappeared or took off into super speed? I didn't want to be the only one late. "Ali! Don't change to invisible or to super fast mode, k?"

"Yeah, you try it," she said sarcastically.

"Oh, I know! Put your necklace on!"

"What?"

"Just do it."

She quickly got her necklace out of her purple-y pink backpack and put it on.

"Maybe it will help you control your super powers more."

I had no idea how I just came up with that one. "Let's go!" Ali told me.

When we finally got to the band room, we set up our instruments. We actually were early and just assumed we would be late, so we went to the bathroom. Let me explain. Here at this rich, bastard-y school they have several music programs: Advanced Choir, Chamber Choir, Orchestra, Symphonic Band, and Wind Ensemble. Since Wind Ensemble and Advanced Choir were the advanced classes, you had to try out to possibly make it in. Ali and I's tryouts for Wind Ensemble were today. Everyone else who wanted to tryout had already done so, but we were new here, so it was today for us. When we're nervous, we, uh – kinda have to pee, so we went to the bathroom.

When we came back, Symphonic Band had just started. We were placed in Symphonic Band for now since everyone who doesn't make it in Wind Ensemble is in this band (or Orchestra, but Ali and I don't do Orchestra – we just don't). The teacher for Wind Ensemble was waiting, so he smiled and told us to follow him. He brought us to a tiny room in the music building (this school basically has a whole huge building for each extra subject, like cooking, music, art- this school was waaay to huge) and took Ali first. After I wished her a huge good luck, she followed the teacher inside.

I relaxed a little because I wasn't going first, but I tensed up again when I saw he sat next to you when you played. At our old middle school, the teacher would give us some space and sit by his desk.

Ali's POV

This is so weird! He's sitting next to me! "Oh, a trombone player!" he smiled so I smiled back. "We don't get lots of those!"

Please, make me sit anywhere but where I'm sitting now – "So, why don't you start with the piece I gave you?" he suggested.

I played. Why was he bouncing in his chair? Weird… it was kinda distracting me… Crap. Mess up. When I was finished, I thought I did pretty good. Only one mistake. I did better practicing, but I was nervous playing for this guy. "Do you take private lessons?"

"Yup."

"With who?"

"Danny Mann."

"Oh, I had him as a student teacher here!"

"He's becoming a band teacher?" I asked.

"It's one of his choices."

"Then why is he a student teacher?" I thought. I'm soo confused.

"Whenever you're ready," he told me as I got out the piece I had chosen.

I played the first few lines, and he interrupted me. I wasn't sure if it was because he thought I was doing bad, but I thought I was doing good. He also didn't listen to the whole song, but that was normal. He probably didn't have enough time. He finally told me, "You can stop there," with a smile. "You have excellent playing."

"Thank you," I smiled back, being polite and all.

Well, at least he was nice. "Get your friend for me, ok?"

"Sure."

I opened the door. Em looked so nervous. "How was it?"

I stuck my thumbs up. "Yay!" She looked happy for me now.

"Your turn."

"Oh, ok," she said.

I walked back into the band room after wishing her good luck.

Em's POV

I stood in the entrance with my flute in my hands, hoping I wouldn't have to sit next to him, but then he tapped that chair to his left and said, "Come sit here!"

I sat down. "You can start with the piece I gave you," he smiled.

I smiled, but I didn't look at him. I was skimming the piece with my eyes one last time. "Whenever you're ready," he told me.

I took a deep, strong breath like I'd been taught and began to play. Ok. I was getting distracted. From the corner of my eye I could see the teacher bouncing up and down in his chair. "Butt dancing!" I thought.

After a few lines, he interrupted me, which made me nervous because I thought I did something wrong. "Soo… do you take private lessons?" he asked.

"Yes, actually, with Jocelyn Achi."

"Oh, I know her! She's a great professional flutist in the area. So, when's your next lesson?"

"Well, I don't really know because she's having a baby next week."

"Again?"

I couldn't help it. I just had to laugh. She only had one child besides the one she was expecting! "Ok, may I hear the piece you chose for me?" he asked, getting back on topic.

"Sure."

I knew I probably wouldn't play the whole thing since it was three pages long. I had worked on the ending the most though. Oh well. I played the first two lines, and then he interrupted me again. "May I see your flute?"

"Sure," I said, handing it to him.

He ran his fingers along it. "Nice! A gold mouthpiece!"

I smiled. Band teachers… "What's this? You still have the plugs in?"

"Yeah, uh, well, I just got it… uh…"

"How long ago?"

"A year ago."

"A year? You see, when I attempted to play the flute, I still can't, but, I left all the keys open holed. These plugs need to go."

"Ok."

My old band teacher was a crazy good flute player, and he didn't care. Jocelyn was a professional flutist (my private lesson teacher) and she still has some plugs in. A/N: What I'm talking about here is that some flutes have open keys, which mean that there are holes in them. They make the sound better, but it's hard to get used to, so they sell plugs which just cover up the holes until you're comfortable. Usually, people take one plug out at a time.

"Continue whenever you're ready."

When I went to turn the page, he told me I could stop there. He smiled. "Thank you. You have a really nice intination and a nice, full sound."

"Thank you."

Intination's a band word! I know cuz I'm a NERD! Actually a BAND GEEK! Jk Well, if I am, I'm proud of it! Anyways…

I walked out the door and went to the band room. When band was finished, Ali and I went back to the music room because band was the last class of the day, so we had to go help the Host Club.

It sucks being in debt. After we did all our chores, I turned to Niki and Steph. "Let's go now."

"K!"

"Where?"

We walked outside. Ali wanted to race home every day now just to say she was half an hour ahead of us, but we wouldn't let her today. I tried to explain everything to Niki and Steph now that Kyouya wasn't in sight. It's a good thing Haruhi wasn't near us too much at school today or she would have read our minds and found out everything. She had forgotten to come to the Host Club both times today (before and after school). She was in the library, as usual. "Ok, Ryder sent us on a mission here to watch this Host Club. There's something wrong, but he wants us to figure it out ourselves. You know how he is." They both nodded. "So, this is a boys club, so we needed to disguise ourselves as guys to keep a closer eye on the club. We're also staying here," I added as we arrived at Mal's house. "Agent 13's house. Her name's Mal."

"Nice."

We opened the door. Mal was trying to vacuum the floor when we came in. Her vacuum suddenly made a loud noise. "Crap. That was my favorite rug," she sighed as the vacuum tore it up. "Oh, who's this?" she asked, indicating to my cousins who were staring open mouthed at the rug.

We were used to this stuff happening around Mal, but I forgot that they weren't. "Oh, these are my cousins, Steph and Niki," pointing to them.

"Oh are they sisters?"

"Yes," Steph said.

"You look nothing alike!" Mal was shocked that Steph had brown hair and brown eyes and Niki had black hair and green eyes.

"Well, I look more like my mom, I think, and Niki looks more like our aunt."

"Oh."

"Yeah, I'm older than Steph. She's fifteen and I just turned seventeen last month."

"Happy late birthday, Niki!" I ran over and hugged her.

I didn't get to see her on her birthday because she was on a mission in the United States. "Thanks, Em," she hugged me back.

"Well, we're probably gonna stay in a nearby hotel, so we need to go look for one now," Steph told all of us.

"Oh, I have room if you want to stay here!" Mal offered, watching Niki and I hug.

"Really?" Niki looked up.

"That's so kind of you!" Steph exclaimed.

"Sure! No problem!" She turned around. "Maybe you can all help me cook…" she mumbled. "I'm gonna go see if I can fix this rug! I'll be right back!"

"Wait… she's gonna try and fix it? Oh, man, I'll be back you guys!" Kay followed her.

She was so different around adults. "That's Kay, by the way, and this is Ali. Sorry I didn't introduce everyone earlier. It was a kinda crazy afternoon."

"It's ok, we understand," Ali smiled.

"Aw…" Ali was so sweet. "So, um… where's all your stuff?" I asked Niki and Steph.

"Oh, we had Ryder send someone with it," Steph smiled.

"That was all Steph," Niki said. "I had nothing to do with it."

Later that night, a guy in a car arrived with Steph and Niki's stuff. Boy, did they have a lot of it. They each had 5 suitcases. They really liked their clothes! When Mal said she had room, it turns out she meant Niki and Steph would be staying in our room too! This was insane. In a nutshell, here was our night: "Hey, I wanna sleep there!"

"How come I have to sleep on top of the desk?"

"Maybe I'll just sleep in the closet…"

"NOoOoOoOo!"

All of Ali's things fell out of the closet, tumbling down like a stampede of bulls. Like I said, this was insane. Kay was sleepy enough to actually dare to open the closet door, Steph had to sleep on the desk because there was no more room on the floor with the rest of us and all the luggage, Ali was playing music on her iPod touch and everyone could hear it, and Niki was talking in her sleep. It was also very hot that night for some reason, and it was even worse in the small room shared with four other people. Why did Mal do this to us? And there was one question that my cousins never answered. Why were they going to Ouran anyways?

So sorry the last chapter was so short! This one was a longer one so maybe it'll make up for the shortness of chapter 7… :D