The New Girl At Ouran (OHSHC)

Chapter 11; So...what happens next?

Chapter 11 ^-^ :D Hope you like it x3

Recap~

"But I wonder what your type would be..." After that thought, they freaked out all over again. Right when I thought there could actually be the word "calm" in their vocabulary...

I glanced over at Haruhi shyly, she shrugged. "It's not as bad as it seems..." I knew she was trying to convince me, despite how she acted about it when it first came around, but I couldn't really deny people that easily anyway. I'd just feel guilty, so I either make excuses or get out of the situation immediately. But this was Haruhi, and again, there wasn't much point in saying "no."

Biting my bottom lip, I nodded. "O-Okay..." She grinned, reaching over to hug me tightly. Shocked by the sudden impact, I hugged back with the same amount of emphasis. I felt her grin against my neck, "I can't wait to see how you'll be!" Shaking slightly by that statement, I just nodded. "N-Neither can I..."

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11. "So...what happens next?"

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Time skip)

It was the next day, after the interference in Music Room #3, it just ended with my classes and a lot of worrying. As in, why did I ever even step foot into that club? Why did I say yes? Who wanted me there anyway? Why did everyone want me to join? I dunno, but the majority of thoughts similar to these kept crossing my mind. No matter how much I attempted to actually get rid of them.

I woke up from the strangest dream this morning, but did the morning routine and changed into my school's uniform. I got back out my hoodie, beanie, backpack, and drawing materials. I just really like them... Minus the backpack, because that just means school.

Skipping breakfast again, I walked to school with my headphones in. Listening to music, I didn't hear someone call me. Though, I did feel a buzz in my pocket, my phone. Jumping slightly, I looked at the contact. "Unknown...? Maybe I'll just tell them wrong number and hang up..." So I answered it hesitantly, pausing my music and putting up my headphones temporarily.

"Camille?" My eyes widened, so they know my name... But the voice sounded a bit familiar. "Speaking," I mumbled, crossing the street to continue my walk.

I heard murmurs on the other side, getting me curious. "Do you know where Haruhi is?" I mentally groaned, but I saw her running in my direction. I attempted to muffle a laugh, but it was tricky. "S-S-She's here now, a-actually..." I was trying not to laugh out loud, but I could tell I was slowly failing.

"Are you alright? Where is she?" I shook my head, waving over to Haruhi silently. "I-I'm fine, she's fine. Just late and running over...kinda after you asked where she was. Speak of the child," I giggled, about to hang up. "Oh, what a coincidence, luckily. May I speak to her?" I saw her start to walk over, so I motioned her to hurry up. "Sure, she's coming up...dang, I didn't know she ran that fast..." I started giggling to myself when she caught up.

We started walking together in a steady pace, I handed my phone to her. "Someone wants to talk to you," I said in a sing-song voice, she rolled her eyes. "Moshi-moshi?" She answered politely, before she groaned.

"Yes, it's me...what? Right now...? What could be so--...oh...okay...we'll be over there in a little bit...bye." She hung up quickly, handing it back to me. I rose an eyebrow in her direction, she sighed. "Baka..." She mumbled to herself, I crossed my arms. "Mind talking about it?" She shook her head, "Boys are bakas, that's basically it." I nodded, still not quite getting it.