Chapter 3: Host Club Dog?

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"You will be the Host Club's dog which means you will do chores for us" Zack exclaimed with an evil grin on his perfect face.

I fell on my knees on the hard tiled ground and grabbed my face.

"NOOOOOOO!"

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So now it was after class and the so called 'Host Club' (more like boast club) was now open.

Zack was sitting at a table on a red velvet couch with golden edges surrounded by a bunch of school girls.

"What tea do you like best Zack?" One of the girls said. Zack gently put his finger on her chin, looked into her eye and said:

"My darling princess, nothing can compare to the sweet sensation you brought into my life," Zack said with this princly voice.

The girl blushed and the other girls screamed with delight saying 'Me next!' or 'He's so dreamy'. *sigh* How could they seriously fall for that act? I mean come on!

I next observed the two twins. The one that positioned their hair to the right was 'Matthew (aka Matt)' and the one that positioned his hair to the left was 'Michael (aka Mike)'. As I was watching them Matt accidently spilt some hot tea on his finger.

Mike instantly grabbed his finger and put his lips where it was burnt. He removed his lips and said

"Are you alright? You need to be more careful!'

"I'm fine, I'm not a baby," replied Matt.

Mike put his ands on Matt's face and said

"You'll always be my baby brother."

The girls with them went wild and yelled with adoration!

"Brotherly love!" They shouted.

*facepalm* What do they see in them?

I next went over to The tall boy (Logan) and the short blonde boy (Dylan). They were both two years older than me. Dylan was just eating cake and talking with some girls when he says

"Loggy can I have a piggy back ride?"

Logan came out from behind him and bent over and Dylan got on his back.

"SO CUTE!" Cheered the girls. Its so weird to think that two opposites (Logan and Dylan) could be the best on friends. Last but not least I went over to Jake.

"Are you like the boss?" I asked thinking that he was because he kept writing things down.

"No actually Zack is, I am just the manager, 60% of our guests request for Zack," he said with this cool but calm kind of voice.

"Oh," I replied. He smirked. He leaned towards my ear.

"I know your secret," then he walked off.

He was the first to find out I was a girl.

"Dog buy some coffee," instructed Zack.

I made my hands into fists and stomped out of the room. Damn rich people.

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