I had learned from my mistake. I rose and pulled another paper off of my face. The computer was about to die. As quietly as I could I carried to its charger and plugged it in. Ding it chimed. I flinched and looked over to Kyoya to make sure he was still asleep. He was. After that I walked to my room. Last night was a heck of a night. Mr.Ootori clearly didn't care if he was depriving us of sleep as long as work got done. The first thing I did when I got to my room was sit on the bed and quietly hum to myself. Then I made myself wake up. I had school today.
I put on my dress and made sure I combed my hair. I brushed my teeth.The funny thing about me was that I didnt have a pattern of doing things. I just did them. Now I was ready and I had to go down to the living room. I hoped that Kyoya was awake because if he wasn't... I shook my head. I made my way down stairs and saw that Kyoya was sorting the papers into separate folders. "Need help?" I asked quietly. I really didnt know what kind of mood he was in.
"No" He said simply. Not even bothering to look at me. I rolled my eyes and sat and relaxed. I really needed some music. "Andrea. Eat some breakfast." Kyoya spoke. I guessed that i shouldn't argue with him so I stood and got my self a cinnamon roll. I held it in my hand and looked at it. "You know my mom used to make these... But she never could make enough. My dad always took about three" I laughed to myself. Kyoya looked at me with no expression. "Oh sorry. I'm sure you don't want to hear about my old stories" I apologized.
After another minute of silence he asked, "What is it like?" I tilted my head while chewing. He continued,"You know...having a mother." I stopped chewing and looked at the ceiling. I really had to think what to say. "Well its like....its like having someone at your side. She's the one that cooks for you and picks out what you wear when you're little." I explained. "So like...a maid?" He asked with a small smile.
I giggled because I had never thought of it that way, "No Kyoya. She does some things that a maid does..but out of love and care. Not just because she gets paid." I smiled. He nodded and I hoped he understood. After I finished my cinnamon roll I waited for Kyoya to get ready. When he came back down he signaled for me to follow. I did.
I was happy because it was starting to cool outside. I breathed in the chilly air and grinned to myself. The cold had always made me happy. Not to mention how fresh it felt. It was too bad that we had to get into the limo. I watched the other cars pass by and I thought out loud, "I wonder what it would be like to own a car!" Kyoya turned from the window and to me, frowning,"And why would you all of a sudden wonder about that?" he asked.
I shrugged, "Well ive never driven a car and I was wondering what that kind of control that woud feel like. Going anywhere you want..anytime." He seemed to think about my explenation. Then finally he just said, "Okay." I had a suspicion now. He better not try anything. After a while we arrived to the school. I was eager to open the door so I could reunite with the cold air. I hopped out.
Kyoya followed me up and it took me a while to open the door. "I don't want to go inside" I pouted. Kyoya rolled his eyes and assured me, "We'll hold the host club outside today then." My eyes shone as I exclaimed,"Oh will you? Thank you!" A softness passed in his eyes as he smiled.
The bell rang as we both went in. I was in the best mood all day. In fact I was in such a good mood that even math couldn't bring me down. Finally the last class came and I couldn't hold still. As soon as that bell rung I was going to fly to the Host Club room. Then we could go outside! I was very busy day dreaming when the teacher rapped the ruler against my desk. I jumped and I heard a few snickers in the back of the class.
"Sorry..." I trailed off, blushing. "Miss Davenport, you wouldnt mind telling the class what youre so busy thinking about?" The teacher asked. I looked down at my lap. I shrugged. "Thats what I thought." she snapped. I sighed. Riiiiiiiing. I grinned and was instantly out the class. Crowds of students followed. I made it up stairs where the guys and Haruhi were waiting for me outside the door.
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The Little Helper (Ouran High School)
Fiksi PenggemarAndrea Davenport. Me. Im getting a head start on my future..or so my mom says. So now I live with the cutie that is Kyoya Ootori but I have no idea what Im getting myself into because unfortunately Kyoya come with this group of crazy guys. The Ouran...