ouran dabbles

by slither the executive producer

a collection a short (and long) story's on the host club, it strongly contains OC's K for content T for language. were five girls are given the chance to attend ouran academy, and as the host clubs job to make every woman happy. even if they are fangirls, psychopaths, pixies, hyper, shy, adorable, wired and random

2. pretty

PRETTY

Late late late late late late late.

Okay now I know better than lexi better than most so I know shell kill me for being late, and I'm sure girls hate it when guys are late, epically for first dates.

I could have been on time but the host club attacked me this morning. Staggering to line my breath I looked around, she wanted to go to a park, simple but fun. It was mid-summer, so I'm guessing shed be wearing shorts.

I lifted my head trying to spot her wild blond hair but saw nothing, I checked my watch I was already 10m late, I know she doesn't have the best of patents but I don't think she'd go home all ready, I looked up agine looking for someone in shorts or maybe even a skirt.

I let a sigh of annoyance escape my lips; at this rate we will be late.

"PENALTY" I jumped and turned my head.

"Lexi what are you do-..."I stopped; her usual UN tamed blond hair had been straightened and reached 2-3 inches above her elbow. Brown eyeliner and dark mascara framed her stormy blue eyes. She was wearing a Black 2 in 1 Stripe T-Shirt DRESS, that showed of her thin waist and small hips it ended just above the knee and had a small black belt running through the middle that showed her long legs. She also had small doll ballet shoes. She had one hand on her hip and the other pointed at me her face full of determination

"Close your mouth and stop staring…HEY are you gonna tell me how flat chested I am because if you are then I'm going home." She pouted.

"…you're wearing a dress" my words felt dry in my throat.

She blinked innocently "so"

I gave her a genuine smile "you look nice?"

"Nice?" she repeated

"No…pretty" this time I was more firm and sure

"….pretty" she seemed even more unsure

"Scratch that beautiful"

She looked at me blankly before her face lit up with realisation "OH I GET IT YOU JUST WANT OF THE HOOK well tuff luck you were ten minutes late AND ran straight past me you have a PENALTY. And as your penalty you must...mmm…. SWEETS RIGHT NOW, ^^" she smiled in triumph.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a normal girlfriend. Sometimes.