Chapter 2

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Thanks for reading. So Italics will be speaking at the same time. It's easier for me this way. Enjoy.

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I ran with Haruhi as she went to her club. "I'll never hear the end of it if I'm late." I felt bad for her. Why are we running though? I had a feeling we were already late. We got to this door saying Music room 3. Is she in a music club? She opened the door and we were greeted to a jungle? We looked at each other and asked, "What's this?" I shrugged. She continued. "Where am I?" "Is this not your club?" "I thought it was." Then we don't need to be here. It's kinda warm. We looked over to see 6 topless boys. I felt my cheeks heat up. What the hell?!

Why are they so handsome?! This isn't fair! Wait, one isn't topless but that's not the point. "Welcome." Nope. I turned towards Haruhi. "I'll wait for you later. I have to leave." She gave me a deadpan look. "Is it because of the way they're dressed? I promise that's not how they usually dress. It's probably a theme." "Theme? What club did you join?!" She shrugged. "A host club." I sighed. "Of course you had to join the club like that." I noticed a shaded part. "I'm just going to sit over there then. I don't want them to notice me." Before she could protest, I walked/ran to the spot. It had a nice little table. I sat down and looked back at Haruhi.

She had a bird on her head. The twins spoke. "You finally made it Haruhi. You're so late." And people say I'm the creepy one. Actually, I look more creepy than them so nevermind. Poor Haruhi though. Haruhi pulled out a calendar. So she's checking the month. The loud blonde started talking but I didn't pay attention to him. I looked back at the table. Should I play Solitaire? Yeah, why not.

I pulled out my cards and began setting it up. I had to focus on the game. Not the handsome guys nearby. No one can figure it out yet. I think Haruhi figured it out but that's only cause I had a mini gay panic next to her. Why are the boys here like this?! I heard talking and looked over to see the host club opened. Oh. A few more minutes went by when someone approached my table. I looked up to see two girls. "Um... are you a host?" I shook my head. "You can play a game if you like though." The girls smiled and sat.

I pulled out a different set of cards after putting my special Solitaire cards. "What game do you ladies want to play? Blackjack? Briscola?" One of the girls chose a more simple game. Go fish. We began playing. "So what's your name, ladies?" The brunette was named Sora and the blonde was named Iva. Iva was more shy while Sora was more outgoing. "What's your name?" "Gema." "Gema?" I nodded. "Are you going to the dance?" "Dance? I'm sorry but I'm not part of the host club." "You don't need to be a host to go." I looked at Iva. This was the first time I heard her speak.

"Well, I don't think that they would like it if the horror character showed up to their dance." Sora tilted her head. "Horror character?" I nodded, enthusiastically. "That's what they called me this morning. I haven't heard that insult before and I really liked it." Iva nodded. "I heard it myself." I tilted my head this time. They both turned red. "You're in my class?" She nodded. "I sit in the front corner." I looked at Sora and she shrugged. "I'm in class 1-B." Oh. We went back to playing. After a bit though, I won. They both stood. "Thanks. It should be our time with Tamaki." I nodded as they walked off.

When they left, Haruhi came over. "So, you're having fun?" I nodded. "I was playing a nice game with those two. The shy one is Iva and the outgoing one is Sora. Nice girls." She chuckled. "Not your type though." I snapped my head at her. "What do you mean?" "I noticed how you reacted when we first came in. I don't care though." I smiled at her. "Yeah, not my type." She looked behind her when the one with the glasses called her over. "Are you going to the dance Haruhi?" She looked back at me.

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