Because of her good grades, (L/N)(Y/N) get's a scholar ship to a rich kids school called Ouran Academy. But seeing the uniform she must wear makes her do the usual thing that her Dad's, (L/N)(F/N), okay with. Dressing as a boy, which won't be hard...
"Crud, crud, crud, crud, crud!" I silently chant to myself as I run to Music Room #3. I'm running because I'm late. Late for the host club. And knowing the boys, they'll keep taunting about it until tomorrow, which I don't want. I was late because I was doing some studying and not paying attention to the time.
'There!' Up ahead, I see the sign that's labeled 'Music Room #3', making me sprint to the double, pink doors.
"Sorry I'-!" I say as I open a door, but stop when I see what's inside. Instead of a elaborate, pink room, it looks like a rain forest moved in over night.
"Welcome," I look to the center to see the boys in the exact place I first met them, and Haruhi standing a little ways from me. While Haruhi was still in her boy uniform, the others wear outfits for the theme the room is in.
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"What the..." I mumble, feeling irritation being drawn on my face.
"Shocking, huh?" Haruhi says while a toucan sits on her head. Hope it doesn't need to go to the bathroom.
'Mom,' I think. 'What have I gotten myself into by joining this... club?' A butterfly lands on my nose, making me do a small sneeze that sounds like a kitten's.
"Aw...Cute!" I hear some of the hosts say. Wasn't this going to be a fantastic day?
...
"So (Y/n), why aren't you wearing any clothing for this Bali theme?" Ask a girl who is currently requesting me. I wish I could say that I'm a girl and for obvious reasons, but instead say this.
"It's early spring outside, and I would feel slightly awkward knowing that while wearing something so open," I say, giving out a small smile.
"You're quite committed to the seasons just like Haruhi," the girl says. "But to change the subject, I hope I get to dance with you."
"Dance?" I ask. The girl gives me a look of surprise before speaking.
"You don't know? For the ball, of course!"
"Ball?" Oh boy...
"Yes, Tamaki says that the club will be hosting a formal ball very soon. And I was wondering..." she says, a blush creeping on her cheeks. "Is it alright if I dance with you?"
Here's the problem. I. Can't. Dance. I've always fail at it, even if I give it my best effort. But if I say no to this girl, she'll be heartbroken, Tamaki will hear about it, and then he'll raise my quota for punishment. I can't let that happen, so I'll just wing it.
"Of coarse, and I'll be looking forward to it," I say, giving off a 'smile'. But the girl bought it, swooning in her seat with hearts fluttering around her.
"Oh! I have to go now!" She suddenly says as she gets up, pushing her chair back in after. "May I request you again for tomorrow?"
"Of course, I'll always have an open seat for anyone," After my answer, I wave her good-bye as she leaves towards the doors and waves back. Let's see, nine hundred and a few more requests to go and I'm off the eight million dept. Yep, it's still going to be awhile. Sighing, I grab my teacup with coffee inside to take a sip, but feel a tap on my shoulder before it reaches my lips.
