Ouran Host Club with the American

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCIANNA!!!

During hosting hours everyone sat with their lovely guest entertaining like always. But not for me today. Luckily no one bothered to pay me a visit today, now I can write in peace. So I sat at my table with my earbuds in listening to the wonderfully sounds of the Piano Guys. My note book laid opened in the table as my pen twisted in my finger as I went through how to end it over and over again in my mind.

I stared at the paper in deep thought of how to end this story of importance’s. All my focus was on the pages that sat before me waiting from my pen to graze it’s fine white paper with my finial words. Though how do you end something that hasn’t ended? I hope for my story to have no end, but sadly enough all stories must.

Zoned into the hunting page that longed for an end it seems as if the world around me has turned to nothing. The world around me in of minor importance though, for the work that I have begun must be finished. Slouched back in my chair, pen between my teeth I watch the paper as if words would appear on their own. A world full of words and my mind has somehow drowned blank of any worth enough to be part of my tale.

Nothing could pull me from this trance of writer’s blog. Nothing will bring me from this chair until the final words have found their way onto this page. I can’t be moved, I won’t be moved! And I believed that with all of my heart until a hand fell upon my shoulder.

I jumped up with a yelp, the chair tipped over and my earbuds fell from my ears as I was backed up to the window panting. Closest to me stood Kaoru with his hands up saying, “Calm down, it’s just us.”

I had forgotten my pen was in my mouth, now I was spitting out pieces of plastic that used to make up my favorite writing pen.

“We’ve been trying to get your attention for some time now,” Kyoya said as he wrote in his black book. Bet this kid wouldn’t know writer’s blog if it hit him in the face.

“What were you doing anyways,” Asked Tamaki as he leaned over the table glancing at my notebook. "Why is there a drawing of fin from adventure time in the margin?"

I snatched it from the table then pointed to Kyoya, “Hey! How come no one ever tries to read his stuff?”

Kyoya smiled to me slightly looking up from his black book, “Well Brianna, you appear to be less of a threat.”

“Yeah well screw you Kay!” I ask hastily as I pulled down on my sweater sleeve and began to wipe ink from my tong.

Kyoya gave a smirk saying, “I don’t think you want that.”

“Kyoya come on man!” Snapped Kaoru who gave Kyoya a glare.

I picked up the chair I knocked over saying, “You know what Kyoya? Like always, you’re right.”

He chuckled a bit, and I just rolled my eyes and sat back down with a new pen that seemed to have come from nowhere.

“Bri it’s time to go,” Haruhi said as she stepped next to me.

“No!”

“Ooo why so hostel?” Hikaru asked with a wide smile, “is it Mike?”

I brought my hand to my head saying, “No I haven’t heard from that idiot since we had that argument on New Year’s.”

“Well what is it?” Tamaki asked as he sat across from me.

Then the sweetest voice of Honey asked, “What’s wrong?”

I let a grunt before shouting, “Nothing’s wrong!”

“Really?” Asked Mori.

Together the twins crossed their arms saying, “You sure fooled us.”