The Honey Pot (An OHSHC fanfic)

Chapter 27: The Zuka Club!

Hi Everyone!

I know its been so long since I've last updated, but it was really hard for me to write The St. Lobelia girls! I didn't want to copy and paste the episode, so there was a lot of thinking of how they would act and coming up with my own scenes. I also ended up using the manga's format where they are wearing Ouran uniforms when they were introduced and using the scene from there.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!

Crying _Happiness 💛

Miko

"Hey Machiko" The twins chorused as they slid in front of my desk, Renge trapped between them. The dirty blonde haired girl looked a little nervous, tapping a handkerchief against her sweating temple.

"Can you believe-" Kaoru said from Renge's right, pointing at the girl.

"-that our lady manager has never tried-" Hikaru said from the left, also pointing to the girl.

"Instant coffee?" They finished in unison. I wasn't looking at them. I was too focused on snapping the buckles of my bag closed.

I could believe that the girl in front of me hadn't tried the 'staple' drink of the club. Instant coffee was a thing before Renge joined and knowing how the boys were, she was probably never told about it. It just slipped under the radar.

"Would you guys mind taking my bag to the club room?" I asked, ignoring their question.

"Did you hear what we said?" Hikaru questioned as he pressed down on my offered bag and leaned against my desk.

"I heard you perfectly well" I chirped, meeting the older twin's eyes. "Are you going to take it or what? I have to return a book to the library" I lifted my bag up again. Hikaru took it as he straightened.

The twins' eyes burned as I scooped up the book I mentioned and maneuvered out of my desk chair and out into the hallway. They seemed annoyed that I rebuffed their question, but I didn't care. The library was closing early, and I really needed to get the book in.

The corridors seemed larger walking them on my own. The crowds of students grew thinner the closer I got to my destination and a sense of peacefulness washed over me steadily. It was a nice change from the chaos that I'm usually surrounded by.

The next hallway I turned into was empty. My footsteps along the pink tiled flooring was my only companion as I walked along. At one point, my gaze turned to the gloomy sky beyond the golden-rimmed windows, the promise of rain clinging to the air. Such days were perfect for movie watching, and they were becoming more frequent with the summer season.

Being too busy looking at the sky, I wasn't watching where I was going. My steps were still moving along, but I was no longer aware of what, or who, was around me. That lack of awareness made me run into someone.

It wasn't in enough force for me to fall, but the book I had with me slipped out of my hand and dropped to the floor. Firm hands found my elbows and helped steady me. Their grip was so tight that it prevented me from stepping away.

I blinked a few times and shot my eyes up towards the face that belonged to the person who held me. At first glance, it appeared that I ran into a boy. They were wearing a male uniform and had the height to rival against any male that walked along the corridors of the school.

However, the floral perfume that hugged around them was so strong that it tickled my nose. I knew it was too feminine of a scent for it to belong to any man, even if they tended to lean towards more feminine fragrances.