The Girl From Colorado (OHSHC/Ouran High School Host Club)

.03 Oh Duck Me

I stared at the broken coffee table and at the scary host.

Broken table, scary host guy.

Broken table, scary host guy.

Broken table, scary host guy.

"You must be Ms. Uni." I looked at the scary host guy who stood in front of me.

"Maybe."

"Well for your sake I hope you have plenty of money. This coffee table was hand carved in the 1800's in Europe."

"How much?"

"Not in your budget that's for sure."

X__X

"Fourteen million!? Are you shitting me Vee?!"

"I'm afraid not."

"But its in yen not dollars so it's not the same. Though I'm unfamiliar on how it works."

"What are you going to do? If you need a lawyer I can get my dad and-"

"I don't need a lawyer Kyle we came up with a solution."

"And that was..?"

"Im the maid."

"...I'm getting my dad."

"Kyle! Its not that bad. Besides, do you really think your dad can really compete with these rich bastards?"

"..."

"Ill take the silence as a no."

"I just think theres a way out that we aren't seeing."

"Trust me there are no loop holes I read through the school handbook twice. I'm stuck."

"Do you think your parents would send you some money? I mean they won the lottery only a week ago."

"They wouldn't send a penny if it killed them." I sighed over the phone.

"Besides, they'd rather be alone anyways. Even if they could reduce me, they wouldn't. And you know it too."

"We'll figure something out. Just, be safe okay?"

"Ill try. Tell the others I said hi."

"Will do. See you."

"Bye."

I hung up my phone and laid on my bed.

"Maybe, tomorrow won't be that bad."

***

I walked down the familiar hallway and opened the doors to the Host Club. The roses flew out and attacked my face and their choir voices spoke.

"Welcome~"

"Just me again." I shrugged with an obvious look.

"Welcome back miss Uni. Ready to get started?" Kyoya asked while writting in his notebook.

"Depends. What am I doing?"