POV-Haruhi

I am frozen in the spot I stand. She's trying to get into Lobelia, or Ouran? "Great, so you are done."

"Mom!" Savannah looks steamed. I can feel the tension in the air, broken as she clears her mind and turns to talk to me. "I really got to finish my paperwork. I'd love to hang out with you more, but I can't make you stay and watch me struggle through like five pages of paper work. I'd probably boar you to death if you didn't have to go home first." She has a sincere look on her face. I start laughing a little, then stop myself just as fast.

"If you want I can help you with your paper work. I did my own when I was enrolling for Ouran Academy." The room falls silent. Savannah and her mom stare at me.

"Haruhi, you go to Ouran? That's great! If I get in, then I'll already know someone." A smile beams on her face. I look across to her mom, and she only looks anxious. "Well, lets head back to my room and get started."

"I'll call you girls when dinner is done!" Savannah's mom calls to us.

"So, it seems like your mom doesn't want you to go to Ouran?"

"Yeah, that's right. Her and my dad really want me to go to St. Lobelia's Girl Academy. But I want to go to Ouran Academy. There is one thing, however, that my parents keep telling me about Lobelia that exceeds compared to Ouran, or so they say."

"What's that?"

"Their theater program. Apparently, its extraordinary. The top performers even get to join a club." I freeze, completely paralyzed by what I just heard. "Uh…Haruhi? You ok?"

"Yeah, sorry. The club you mentioned, would it just happen to be the Zuka Club?"

"Yeah, I think that is what its called, why do you ask?"

"Uh…well…its just that we have some unpleasant history-"

"I'm sorry, we?"

"Oh, I mean me and my club."

"Ah. What's your club?"

"We're a host club." Surprisingly, Savannah doesn't look confused.

"Interesting. So here's what I have filled out on my application so far. She hands me her paper.

Name: Savannah Evens

Gender: Female

Ethnicity: Biologically Japanese

Country: Formerly America, originally Japan

Language spoken in home: English

GPA:5.0

Grade entering: Tenth grade

Former School: Hillcrest Middle School

"As you see, I only have the basic information filled out. I still need to fill the more technical information out."

"Wait, I though your dad said that you were a year younger than me. But you filled out here that you're going into 10th grade."

"That's right. I should be going into 10th grade next year, but my grades are so high that I'm permitted to finish the 10th grade year then move up with the class into 11th grade straight away."

"Wow, that's amazing."

"True, but I'm still really worried that I won't be excepted into Ouran. I turned in my paperwork for Lobelia the day we got into town. My letter should be in the mail any day…but Ouran is a more expensive school, and since my parents are high income, the school probably won't give me a scholarship for the amount I need to get in. However, I'm pretty sure I can get into Lobelia with a full ride scholarship if I ace the auditions on Monday."

"That's tomorrow."

"Yeah…I know. My parents are so exited that they want to take me an hour early to look around the campus. I'd honestly much rather go to Ouran, more so now that I know you go there, but if I have to choose between public school or Lobelia, then I choose Lobelia." She stares at her paperwork. "Hey Haruhi, were friends, right?"

"Yeah." I'm startled by the comment. Now that I think about it, Savannah's the most normal person I've hung out with for a while.

"Then could you do me a favor? If you don't mind putting out a good word for me at the school, I'd really appreciate it."

"Oh, no problem. So," I grab the paperwork, "Lets get started."

Scene Change

When I get to the club room, it is empty except for the other members.

"Hi Haru-Chan!" Honey-Sempi calls to me.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Were closed for today to discuss what were going to do for our themes this week." Kyoya looks over at Tamaki and continues on. "Our king is out of ideas."

"That's weird, you usually always have something up your sleeve."

"Who do you refer to?" Kyoya asks me.

"Both you and Tamaki." I scan the room to find Tamaki. "Where is he, anyway?"

"I'm sure he'll be here soon." Says Kyoya.

"Yeah, he had to go talk to his dad." Hikaru and Kaoru say simultaneously.

"What about?" Just as I ask, the front doors of the club room open and in walks Tamaki.

"So, what'd he call you in for?" Kyoya asks him as he writes something down in that little black notebook of his.

"Just about some new student that sent in an application. He wanted my input on what to do."

"Savannah.' I say louder than I meant to.

"What's that?" All but Kyoya and Mori say, leaning closer.

"Well, a new girl moved into my apartment complex, and she was filling out paperwork to get in here. She was struggling, so I helped her finish. You guys aren't going to like this, but her parents want her to go to St. Lobelia's."

"What!" They all exclaim, except Kyoya and Mori once again. Although they wear shocked expressions on their faces.

"But she realy doesn't want to go there, she wants to go here. But she's so worried that she won't get in that she's going to an audition today for their theater program…and Zuka club." They all are frozen in place, shocked by fear. Tamaki shakes it off first and says,

"We can't let an innocent girl be pulled into that group. Men, we are going on a mission. We are going to infiltrate that audition and save Haruhi's friend."