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Here I am, towering over my bffforeverfriendshipismagic, in my fire ass new FIT. Shortly after, much to my dismay, Tamaki promoted me to a host, the twins gave me the school uniform to use for now since my ass ruined my original one yesterday. Cue the mf flashback,
~YESTERDAY~
Afterschool, Valerie and I were walking home. Suddenly, we hear whining coming from a nearby hill. We both followed the noise and peered down to see a cat stuck in a big pile of soil flooded with water.
"There's a cat in there!"
"Y/n, no. You're gonna get your uniform dirty. It probably costs a fortune."
"Psssh I won't get it dirty"
I got it dirty. I got it dirty big time. The cat ended up clawing at me too cos I picked up. I walked home looking like I fell in a pile of shit and got ran over by a car.
~BACK TO THE PRESENT~
Once I got dressed, I shoved my previous clothes into my bag and walked over to Valerie to see her reaction and hear her opinion cos I need validation. HOWEVER comma ALL she gave me was a choke on her mf juice box and a wide-eyed stare. After a minute of silence, she looked away. I extended my neck towards her, cocking a brow,
"THE FLAVOR OF TALKING BITCH DO YOU SPEAK IT?"
I said and ignored the few glances of the girls around me. Someone call me Lady Gaga cos there's paparazzi on my dick--
"Retain your distance from me bitch COS the drip is LEAKING and we ran outta CAUTION WET FLOOR SIGNS"
"Shut the fuck up lmao"
"No, but you deadass look like a dude, but then again that's not saying much LMAO--"
After that, I trotted away and continued doing my work. Goddamn, wait is this my job now? Wait, what the fuck. A payless job I that work at against my own will... and this is why anarchy is the only word in my dictionary.
I sauntered over to a table occupied with girls that sat near Tamaki's table. I grab the empty cups and plates, tuning into whatever the fuck Tamaki was blabbering about.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention to you ladies. Next week, the Ouran High School Host Club is sponsoring a party."
Suddenly I felt my face pale and my ass cheeks clench. I stood straight up and looked over at the prince himself. From the corner of my eye, I see Haruhi stop,
"We're throwing a party?"
She questioned and ain't nobody paid attention to her lmao. Still clutching onto the tray, I stroll over to Haruhi and catch her sighing. Before I can request further details, both of us perk up when we overhear the girls talk about it over at the twins' table.
