Chapter 2: When They Called Me Amelia Pt. 2

3:00pm…

The clock tower chimed at the ending classes at 3:00pm. Finally, Amelia thought. It's been a rough day. People kept staring at her, not knowing why she was dressed the way she was. The homeroom teachers would just call her Wolfe or Imai (under her request), hoping her name wouldn't be recognized from the media splurging a few months ago. Thankfully, none of the students seemed that up to date on current events.

Although, she did get a few reassuring smiles from the girl named Haruhi who she met at lunch. Amelia was heading to her locker, carrying a bunch of her books when some D-Class students came up to her. She bumped into them clumsily.

"Oh I'm sorry I…"

"Watch where you're going pipsqueak," one of them growled. Kind of understandable of "pipsqueak" considering he was 6' and she was 5'7". Although that doesn't mean she's that much shorter. His partner noticed the pile of books, grinning.

"Looks like pipsqueak from the states is the bookworm. Well," he flipped the books from her arms. They fell to the floor with a loud thud on the tile, causing the whole hall to echo. A few students who heard the books drop jumped in surprise. "Why don't you save your words you read, for something worth while? Like going home where you belong?"

The girls around them whispered while a few of the guys from Class-A gathered. Everyone was watching the Class-D students picking on the new kid. No one seemed to want to help. Haruhi was coming out of class hearing the ruckus, stopping and seeing Amelia ganged up by the two kids. Amelia looked down at her books, looking back at them, suddenly feeling a low growl resonate from her throat.

"Aww, did Wolfie get angry?" one of them provoked. They both laughed as Amelia looked darkly at them. The death of her father, the paparazzi in the past few months, all that dread, grief and terror was building to fighting anger. Before she could stop herself, her fist swung forcefully, hitting the guy in the stomach. He gasped, his partner jumping at the sudden swing, trying to retaliate. Before she could react, his fist swung across her face. She felt his hands pick her up pinning her against her locker. There were gasps from the students. Haruhi furrowed her brows in confusion.

Is that the girl from earlier?

"You got some guts there, kid," the partner growled. The first one who took the punch looked over, grabbing his friend worriedly.

"Teacher. Lets get out of here," he whispered harshly. The partner looked at him before looking back Amelia. Reluctantly he let her go, escaping with his friend down the hall. Amelia didn't notice the scrape on her jaw, although she could taste some blood in her mouth from the punch.

She fell to her knees shaking her head. Stupid. She tried to stop herself from shaking.

"Figures," she whispered. The teacher who was about to break it up knelt down to her level asking if she's okay. She glanced down the hall before looking around seeing all the students watch her with uncertainty. She nodded reluctantly. The teacher sighed, picking her up back on her feet before going back to his classroom. The students who were staring started to scatter. Amelia shook her head as she shoved all her books into her locker in frustration, grabbing her bag. She slammed her locker jumping from the sudden force. She swallowed hard as she began walking quickly up the stairs.

"Gotta get out of here," Amelia whispered. She touched her jaw seeing small blood, but nothing big. First aid kit first.

She checked all the rooms finding no first aid kit. She couldn't even find the nurses office. The place was too big for her to navigate. When she started feeling lost, she bumped into Haruhi. Haruhi regained her composure when Amelia went past her quickly.

"Hey Amelia!" she called out. Amelia jumped hesitating, before realizing it was Haruhi. They stood in front of Music Room #3. "I saw that fight earlier. Are you all right?"

Amelia checked her lip. Not bleeding as much but still stung.

"Yeah, just need a first aid kit and a bathroom," she replied. Haruhi motioned to the room next to them.

"They have one in every class. Why don't we check in here? Everywhere else has a lot of people. I need a place to study anyway," Haruhi informed. Amelia nodded in agreement.

"As long as I don't have to bump into anyone else today," Amelia agreed smirking at Haruhi. "I had my fill of troublemaking today."

Harsh laughed a bit as they opened the door. As they walked in they jumped, seeing a group of boys all seeming to be of different looks and ages.

"Welcome to the Host Club," they greeted in unison. Amelia furrowed her brows in confusion while Haruhi's face paled, looking like she's about to panic.

"This is a Host Club?" Haruhi questioned. Amelia looked around in confusion. What's a Host Club?

"Oh wow boys, this is awkward," the two redheaded twins commented.

Boys? They think I'm a boy? Amelia thought rolling her eyes, then she looked down at her appearance. Well I guess that's a reasonable guess. Fantastic…

"Be nice, boys are valuable patrons as well," the blonde mentioned. He almost looked as foreign as she was. "Haruhi Fujioka, such a rare creature to see you here!"

Amelia looked back towards Haruhi in confusion, smirks a bit in amusement.

"Friend of yours?" she questioned trying not to laugh. She noticed the twins, furrowing her brows in curiosity. Those boys are in this odd club?

"And I'm assuming by your accent that you're the rumored transfer student?" an older boy with black hair, wire rimmed glasses looked at her in curiosity.

"Apparently he's a foreigner and a trouble maker," Hikaru grinned mischievously.

"He was in a fight after class with some of the Class D students," Kaoru added.

"This poor commoner was trying to get you to the nurse wasn't he? Not to worry. Kyoya show this gentleman to the backroom and Mori get a few band aids from the first aid kit in the closet. I will welcome our new guest along with him," the blonde haired boy ordered. Amelia rolled my eyes. Looks like I'm not the only one being separated from the rich due to my current status.

"Already on it Tamaki. Mr. Wolfe, if you may please follow me," Kyoya insisted. A tall student behind him that was called Mori left to a separate room. Amelia followed Kyoya hesitantly. He led her to the backroom motioning her to the sink. She glanced back to the main room, seeing Haruhi being harassed by the supposed leader of the group.

"Thanks a lot, it's easy to get lost in this place," Amelia commented. Mori set a case of bandages next to the sink. She nodded in thanks, starting to run the water. She washed some of the cut on her jaw as well as the split on her lip. She hissed in sudden pain when she felt an ache near her chest.

"Mori would you make sure that our king, Tamaki, doesn't torture Mr. Wolfe's friend. I'd like to have a word with him privately," Kyoya insisted. Mori nodded, leaving them alone. Kyoya closed the door behind him, putting down his book.

Amelia noticed glancing over at him uncomfortably. Why would he want to speak to her privately?

"The tragedy of Mr. Howard Wolfe has been a talk in my home for a few months now," Kyoya mentioned. Amelia hissed in frustration from cleaning up the scrape on her jaw. She looked in the mirror noticing bruises from where the boy's hand was on her chest when she was pinned to the locker.

"Although his daughter had such a big responsibility moving here. She's become a bit of a celebrity around here, don't you think?" Kyoya questioned. Amelia looked at him. This is getting uncomfortable. She cleaned up the rest of her jaw and her split lip, drying her hands before heading for the door. She nodded to Kyoya.

"Thanks again," she said, passing him cautiously. Kyoya watched her smirking as he followed her back to the clubroom.

Amelia noticed Haruhi being pulled around by Honey, yelling at him in a surprisingly aggressive state. Amelia ran up to her, grabbing her from Honey.

"I think we're going to go," she suggested pulling Haruhi away from Honey. Tamaki got behind her, pulling Amelia away from Haruhi.

"Nonsense. I believe you and your friend should stay a while. Maybe you boys can have some fun with us," Tamaki insisted getting way too close. Amelia backed up from his sudden closeness.

"Sorry hun but that's not going to-" she began but felt herself bump into Haruhi. She felt the two of them stumble, bumping into a rather priceless Renaissance vase.

They knocked into it, seeing it fall to its doom. Amelia was on top of Haruhi trying to regain her balance while attempting to pull Haruhi up. Haruhi tried to reach out for it but it was no use.

Amelia fell to the floor almost as if to catch it like a free ball, while Haruhi managed to use the podium for support. They both gasped in surprise at the sudden crack and shatter of the vase.

"You all right?" Amelia asked, trying to breathe winded from the fall. Haruhi couldn't answer as she whimpered at the sight of the broken masterpiece.

Amelia looked hopelessly at the shattered pieces, turning to her side looking at Kyoya.

"I'm so sorry we'll pay you back," she breathed getting up and brushing herself off.

"Ooo. We were going to feature that in an auction," Hikaru groaned.

"That was running starting at $80,000," Kaoru informed rather annoyed.

That made the girls go pale. Eighty thousand?! Haruhi is calculating the damage, going with the same response Amelia said.

"I'm going to have to pay you back," she whimpered.

"Of course you are, but how?" Hikaru asked.

"You two can't even afford a uniform," Kaoru added, motioning to them.

"That and according to the news, you don't get a dime of your father's legacy until the paperwork processes and is signed. Which can take anywhere to a few months or a year with the amount of money he has saved through his company," Kyoya reminded.

That made Amelia cringe. That's right. Now they're really screwed.

"Well you two are going to have to pay somehow. Looks like you're paying as the Host Club's dogs. You're paying with your body," Tamaki insisted.

Pay with their body?! Was she hearing this right? The group suddenly surrounded them trying to snap them out of their astonished state of mind; even Haruhi fell over in shock, her skin rather ghastly pale.

"Now first order of business. Haruhi you go grocery shopping and get us some more coffee. And you…sorry I didn't actually get your name," Tamaki mentioned. Might as well continue him thinking I'm a boy for a while, Amelia thought. It'll keep me out of anymore notice.

"Imai," she replied.

"Right, Imai, you stay here and help prepare for our guests, they shall be arriving shortly," Tamaki ordered rather casually. "Hurry now we don't have all day."

As soon as Haruhi got to her feet from passing out, she headed over to the grocery store.

"You sure you're going to be okay with these boys by yourself?" Haruhi asked as Amelia followed her to the door.

"I can handle myself. We just have to find a way to get out of here and do it properly. It shouldn't be long until they realize we're not boys," Amelia whispered.

"I don't care much about that I just don't want to get eaten alive by these freaks," Haruhi commented.

"Just go do your thing and I'll do mine. I'll see you when you get back," Amelia reassured her closing the door behind Haruhi. She sighed, turning around and noticing Kyoya staring at her.

"Are you going to help or just stand there all day?" he asked. She immediately stiffened up, slowly making her way to him. "You could start by setting up the trays of tea and coffee onto the tables. It would be much appreciated."

"No problem," she said clearly. She avoided eye contact with the rest of them passing by. Let's just hope something works out sooner than later. Or else this was going to be a long year...

…

At least a half an hour after their situation, lines of girls were filing into the room. The line sometimes seemed never ending. They all took their places as the boys greeted them with full on hospitality. The room was full in a matter of minutes with all of these preppy, pompous girls who fawned over the members. Something that really is foreign to Amelia.

She couldn't tell if they were even real. They may have been nice guys but they were certainly absorbing all of the attention like a sponge to be even more egotistic. How are she and Haruhi really going to survive here?

"Oh Imai, be a good boy and pour these beautiful ladies some tea would you?" Tamaki called in a very casual, suave way. He waved his hand over causing Amelia to grunt. Or they could be the most ego-absorbing idiots on the planet. She went over, staring at Tamaki as the girls fawned over him with an overwhelming sense of "desire".

"Ah there you are Imai," Tamaki greeted.

"You called your majesty?" Amelia questioned, (something Kyoya instructed to call Tamaki during the course of her setting up the room) with no enthusiasm and a little sarcasm.

"Yes, be a dear and give these ladies some tea," Tamaki ordered.

"Sure," she replied, picking up the teapot, and heading towards where they got the boiling water. As she poured the brewing tea into the teapot, she put down the kettle and picked up the teapot. With the spout in her hand she tried to be careful. When she was walking, however, the twins accidentally bumped into her, forcing some spilling tea on her. OW!

"Watch it," the twins warned, noticing the water slithering off her hands along with a steaming stain on the bottom of her shirt. Amelia yelped in pain from the sudden sting.

"Whoa, sorry Imai," Hikaru apologized.

"You need a little help?" Kaoru asked.

"No, I'm fine," Amelia whimpered, her face tight from trying not to start screaming at the top of her lungs. She almost shoved them aside to get past them. She was stumbling to get to the table, her hands scaring red. She dropped the tray in front of Tamaki before running for the sink, washing cold water on her hands. Still feeling the sting just mildly. It was better but it could've been worse.

"Imai are you okay?" Tamaki asked. She straightened up heading to his table.

"Here's your tea," Amelia greeted trying to smile in front of all the pain behind her expression. Tamaki smiled at her but then realized her hands were shaking.

"Imai, what's wrong with your hands?" he questioned with curiosity and almost with a hint of concern.

"It's nothing just take it, will you?" she hissed. He looked at her for another few seconds until grabbing the teapot from her. It almost took a little while to get the thing out of her tight grip. She finally let go as Tamaki set down the teapot and watched her, his eyes widening from her expression.

"Are you alright?" he asked. She kept examining her hands, noticing a few lines of red where the water slithered across her skin. She was almost kissing the backs of her hands, her slender fingers trying to relax themselves.

"May I assist you in something?" he asked standing up from his place next to his customers. She looked over her cheeks turning red, immediately retreating her hands in her pockets of her leather jacket.

"No not a problem, just please continue on whatever you were doing," she grinned nervously. Can't have him find another reason to fine her or worse.

"I insist please," Tamaki beckoned.

"I said I'm fine just- " she began, starting to slip away from the scene but was interrupted by one of the girls' inquiries.

"Tamaki, is this one of you're new kittens I've heard so much about?" one of the girls asked. She had very red hair and gray eyes looked at him with interest. "He looks more like a strayed dog from overseas…"

"Well I wouldn't call him that," Tamaki reassured. Amelia was fuming from behind until she noticed Haruhi entering into the room. What is this pick on the foreign kid day? Thank God Haruhi was here with her.

"Thanks for doing the shopping my little kitten. Did you get everything on the list?" Tamaki asked Haruhi. Amelia picked up another tray wandering around the room. Haruhi looked like she was going to explode any second by Tamaki's "kitten" comment.

They both separated aiding whoever was in the room, serving tea. The twins were being "too close" while Mori and Honey entered into the room. Amelia set tea down for Mori and Honey with their guests.

"Here you go guys," she greeted, placing the tray in front of them. Mori and Honey looked up nodding their heads in gratitude.

"Ima-chan! You want to have some cake?" Honey asked.

"No thanks Honey I'm not a fan of cake," Amelia replied. Honey noticed her hands still a little red from the burning tea from a few minutes ago.

"Ima-chan, what happened to your hands? Are you hurt?" Honey asked, his eyes all big and teary.

"It's nothing Honey just a little hot water spill is all," Amelia reassured with a smile.

"You know what'll help? A hug!" Honey yelled jumping onto her.

"Wait I don't think that's a good idea," she protested but he already swung from her arms and onto her waist. He gave a great big hug and squeezed.

"Oh all right," she accepted with a smile returning the hug.

"Yay!" Honey exclaimed in excitement. That was when the light-bulb hit for him. As he squeezed around her he noticed she had curves, hips. Plus her chest was obviously built differently than a guy. You really couldn't tell because of the shirt and jacket. Plus the way she held him made him think of his mother the way she smiled and everything. Amelia put him down as he charged after Haruhi with a smile.

"Haru-chan!" he yelled swinging around her arm. Amelia stood fixing her shirt a bit, nodding over to Mori. He nodded back. When Kyoya and Haruhi were on the side she decided to go there as well as she saw Honey leave his rabbit, Usa-chan with Haruhi. Amelia scoffed a little seeing the stuffed animal in Haruhi's arms.

"Tamaki is the king and he gets 70% ratings around here," Kyoya explained looking over at the two of them with almost an evil smile. "If both of you will pay your debt here, you will remain in the Host Club as our dogs until you graduate. I'm sorry I meant our errand boys."

Haruhi and Amelia looked at him in disbelief. Until they graduate? They had a feeling that he was actually enjoying this. This is a way to enter a new school and now be in debt for a pretty long time.

"You are going to have to work hard to pay off that debt my little nerds," Tamaki approached, blowing into Haruhi's ear and causing her to jump while Amelia turned to face him.

"Please don't do that again," Haruhi begged, holding Usa-chan tightly in her grip.

"Is this always your strategy?" Amelia questioned, shielding Haruhi behind her, crossing her arms along her chest. Tamaki went up to her lifting her hands examining the burns.

"Those burns on your hands look like they hurt," Tamaki commented suavely. "Perhaps I help in some way where they won't hurt anymore?"

Amelia retreated her hand nervously. This really is a different country. No boy ever really hit on her growing up. So this was definitely a first.

"You think that trick is going to make me melt like those girls you have fawning over you?" Amelia questioned in disbelief. He pulled her hands towards him and pulled her closer.

"What's the matter? Afraid I'll cause a note to sing from that alluring voice of yours?" he asked. She raised her hand slapping him across the face. It didn't hurt him much but it did make him let go. However, that made the sting worse. She yelped a bit and retreated, rapidly blowing on it too to strike cool air down onto her skin.

"I know what you two need, a make-over. No girls are going to look twice at you with that look of yours," Tamaki commented.

"What makes you think that we want to do that?" Amelia asked.

"It's your job as gentlemen to please the ladies," Tamaki commented.

"I just don't think it's all that important," Haruhi disagreed. "I just don't think appearances and labels are all that important anyway. All what matters is what you are on the inside right? I don't understand why you have a Host Club like this."

"It's a cruel reality isn't it," Tamaki commented.

"I just wanted a place to study," Haruhi whispers.

"Then go home? It's quiet there," Tamaki concluded.

Amelia rolled her eyes. Unbelievable. She left Tamaki rambling on about lessons and how they should be proper gentlemen.

She dropped off a new tea set to the twins when she heard Tamaki's voice shout.

"100! If you can get 100 customers from each of you than I'll waive your debt to the Host Club!" Tamaki shouted causing her to drop the empty tray. Wait now we're hosting people?!

That was the start of so much more to come…