*Miriam's pov*
I was telling Haruhi and Martina about the previous class. I was explaining how utterly unintriguing it was. The class was the psychology of modern dance. The subject wasn't boring. It was the teacher.
I was eating chow mein. Honestly it was my favorite Japanese meal. "How was your class."
"Good."
"Good."
"That's good."
*Haruhi's pov*
I was explaining to the girls how my morning was when out of the corner of my eye I saw Tamaki and Honey. "Hey."
They instantly hid. I muttered "you guys."
"What?"
"Tamaki and Honey were behind that bush."
"What why?"
"I don't know. We have to follow them."
"Ok."
*Tamaki's pov*
"Oh shit."
"Guys run."
" I had a feeling this wouldn't work."
