A/N: Hello again everybody! I realized today that I had not put in a disclaimer yet, so here it is: I don't own any of this except my OC(s).

A special thanks to SamanthaManga for faving and following! It made me really happy!

A SUPER special thanks to Rosezelene Ersa for reviewing! It made my day! I am so excited that you chose to follow my story and that you like Lorena! And don't worry, I am not expecting anything big or elaborate in reviews, like I said in the first chapter's A/N, even if it's something like, "I read it, it's okay." is completely fine. I am so glad you like it and my writing style.

That being said, I appreciate and love every one of the people that have decided to follow/fav this story, and even the people that have read it and didn't follow/fav.

Watching what the Host Club did every day was a strange experience for Lorena. She saw Tamaki flirted shamelessly with every girl. And when she saw the twin's "act", she almost threw up. Almost.

What the Hell is with these people?! Lorena desperately wanted to escape, but she knew Elena would be looking for her here.

So, she did what any sane and reasonable person would do.

She sat in the corner and ignored everyone.

She silently prayed that Elena would just get here soon.

Hours passed, and the Host Club finally closed for the day.

Lorena couldn't remember the last time she had been so happy in her life.

They all began to clean up and get ready to leave. She was about to text Elena that she would be waiting for her at her apartment when her phone rang.

Again, the whole room was filled with the theme song of the show "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air." Everyone looked at her.

Just then, the doors flung open, revealing a short, brown-haired, blue-eyed, girl with a cell phone raised to her right ear, looking around frantically.

Immediately, Lorena knew who it was. Elena.

She spotted her in the corner as her ringtone was still going. Staring her down from across the room, she could tell that she was pissed.

She slowly started making her way over to Lorena.

Tamaki attempted to greet her, but he was blatantly ignored.

The sisters were locked in a staring contest.

By now, the Hosts had had time to properly observe her height. She was extremely short. As short as Honey-sempai, if not, a centimeter or two shorter. However, just like Honey-sempai, her height didn't look weird or awkward. It strangely fit her.

She had now come within arm's reach of her. The only movement from Lorena had been her standing up from her seat. She was forced to crane her neck up in order to look her in the eyes. If she didn't look so pissed right now, she would've laughed and/or made a joke about her height-or lack thereof.

Hikaru and Kaoru popped up mysteriously behind Lorena and one wrapped an arm around her shoulders, the other wrapped an arm around her waist. "Rena-chan, who is this? Your little sister? Does she always look angry?" They asked simultaneously. Elena's eyes widened in surprise at seeing them, but made no comment. Thank goodness.

Lorena finally broke the staring contest and looked to everyone else in the room, "Guys, this is my older sister, Elena. Elena, this is the Host Club." They were each introduced to her, she said the polite "Hello"s and "Nice to meet you"s.

She then turned back to Lorena, a serious look on her face. She spoke in English, "We really need to talk. Privately." Little did she know that most-if not all-of the Hosts could speak English due to private tutors and such.

"Okay, let's go to my apartment." She nodded in agreement, then grabbed Lorena's arm and dragged her out of the room. She barely had time to say a goodbye to her new friends over her shoulder before they were halfway down the hallway.

They had been discussing the matter at hand for two hours now, and what began as calm remarks quickly turned into strained responses.

"I don't see why you are kicking up such a fuss, Elena. It's not like you were living with me before, you're still living in a whole other country. This is the best option for everyone. I wasn't wanted back home anyways." Lorena's indifferent mask finally made her snap.

"YOU KNOW YOU SHOULDN'T BE ON YOUR OWN! JUST LET ME HELP! WHY CAN'T YOU RELY ON ME FOR A CHANGE?!" Tears sprung up in her eyes. She furiously wiped them away, as if betrayed that they had made such a grand appearance.

Lorena's face contorted into an expression of pain, she didn't know that her actions had caused her dear sister pain. She grabbed her hand, "I'm sorry." Elena looked up at her, shocked. She didn't say anything, but squeezed her hand to tell her that she was forgiven.

"You really want to be here, huh?"

"Yeah."

Elena sniffled, "Okay. I won't cause any more problems. I think you might actually become happy here." She got up and left to go to bed, leaving Lorena there to mull over her words.