“Mizuki, you're going to be late again.” Mizuki’s Aunt Claire called to her. She dragged herself out of her room. It’s been a month since her parents had died and she moved in with her aunt. Mizuki’s parents were commoners, but her aunt is extremely rich and refused to let her stay in a commenter school. So now she goes to Ouran High.
“Do I really have to wear this again?” Mizuki complained.
“You will wear the uniform and you will not complain.”
“Can I at least walk to school this time? It’s not all that far away.”
“No!” She had the limo driver Kizako, bring Mizuki to the school. She feels like she barely has to do anything in this school, it’s all too easy for her. So she spends most of her time wandering around.
While she was exploring today, one of the girls she had met, decided to drag her along to the Host Club. When they entered music room 3, Mizuki was very hesitant. There were tons of girls in there all spinning over the seven boys. Her friend
But one of the boys didn’t seem like a boy. I stared at him and realized that he was a she, I could tell by their actions, how they carried them-self, and their face was slightly more feminine than the other boys in here. My friend had run off with some other girls and one of the boys, so I figured I would ask the boy that seemed like he was in charge of this thing. I recognized him as Kyouya Ootori.
“Excuse me” I got his attention
“What can I do for you?”
“I was just wondering if you knew that one of the boys here is actually a...” I was cut off by a hand over my mouth.
“What are you talking about? Fujioka-san is obviously a male.” I removed the hand from my mouth and turned to face Tamaki Suoh. He’s very popular, not many students don't know him.
“I never said who I was talking about.” I pointed out, then realized what name he said “Wait, did you say Fujioka? As in Haruhi Fujioka? Is that her?” I gestured at the girl dressed as a boy. The boys standing in front of me looked at eachother then back at me. The next thing I know, I was in a different room with four boys. Tamaki, Kyouya, and 2 boys I’ve come to know as Mori and Honey.
“How do you know Haruhi?” Tamaki questioned me
“We used to go to school together.” I shrunk into a chair “Why am I being interrogated?”
“Whats going on in here?” The twins came into the room.
“This girl claims to know Haruhi.” Honey told them. The twins got on either side of me
“Oh really.” They looked at me “Hey, do we know you?”
Now obviously some will think its tacky and some will be intrigued. I don't know how to feel when I read my own writing because sometime I just want to know what I myself was thinking
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