The Punk {ouran high school host club x reader} RE-WRITE NEW ACCOUNT

ch.3

(I should probably note that you are about Tamaki's and Kyoya's height in this.)

previously

"Yeah sure we can meet at lunch, I'll be in a club but you can come by and chat for it if you like, that way you can meet the issues your self" I raised and eyebrow at her in confusion.

"It's in music room 3, I hope I'll see you there and if you need help finding it ask anyone. Chances they will know where it is are very high." She said as she turned to walk away.

"...music room 3?..."

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your pov.

Art was over and break just started. I was walking to the garden to find somewhere to sit and finish what I was doing in class before the bell interrupted and we had to leave. As I was walking i pulled my phone out to play music and saw I had 5 new messages from the same number.

"Tch, boss" I muttered under my breath. I pocketed my phone and left the messages to deal with later and continued to the garden.

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After finishing the work in the new sketch book I was given in art I realised it was already half way through third period. Having not eaten all day I decided I would have lunch early since I'm meeting Haruhi at lunch at her club it would be a good idea to eat before then anyway.

I pulled out the sandwich and iced coffee I got on the way here this morning and started to eat while adding any finishing touches to my annotations to my work. People who passed would stare at me as I  broke in. I should probably get a lanyard or something before people report a strange commoner on school grounds. I'll do that on my way to finding music room 3.

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I walked down the halls looking at the temporary guest lanyard. I attached it to the pocket on my jeans with the small clip, that way I can grab it with ease when I need to.

After about 10 minuets of blindly wondering around the corridors, as if I knew where the fuck I was going when I clearly didn't, I stopped to ask a couple of girls who were chatting by a large window.

"Um, hey" I greeted awkwardly, walking up to them with the nicest and friendliest composure that I could possible put on. They both turned to me with a smile which faded as they looked me over.

"Yes?" One of the girls asked with a bit of  shaken expression on her face. 

"Can we help you?" The other stuttered out.

What do they think I'm some sort of thug!? No!...well...I mean! No!

"I was hopping you could point me in the direction of music room 3?" The two slightly perked up at the mention of the room then stood at either side of me, lightly puling on my arms and leading me down the hall.

(this is where you start getting mentioned as a male, the character is trying to pass as a male by the way, reasons why will be told later in the story)

"Of course we can take you there, we know the academy like the back of our hands!" One girl commented.

"Well, we know the way to the host club like the back of our hands at least." The other giggled.

"The what club?" I questioned as I was dragged in to a speed walk by these smaller but strong girls.

"The host club. Isn't that where you want to go?" One asked looking up at me but I looked ahead denying eye contact.