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The lonely girl walked through the halls, listening to her echoing footsteps. It was after school and throughout the day she had heard talk of a Host Club. It brought interest to her when she heard all of the girls in the school talk about it. She also noticed that they were all talking about wanting the new “boy” to join. She was guessing she was the “boy” they were talking about.
“Apparently they are to dense to realize I'm a girl. Oh well, might as well have fun with this. The only problem is those two twins and the brunette that know my true identity.” She said aloud. She turned her head to look out the window to the clear blue sky while she kept walking as though she were gliding across the white tiled floor. “Whatever.”
Without noticing where she was actually going, she ran into a really big door with a sign above it saying “Third Music Room”. When she looked up and read the sign she was curious to know why there was no music floating from the room to her sensitive ears. So, she had to be so curious as to look in.
She twisted the golden handle that lay on the doors surface. When she pushed the door open a cluster of rose petals emitted from the bright light inside the room.
“what the hell?” she said looking from petal to petal in confusion. She squinted against the overwhelming light to try and figure out what was going on and who was in the room with her.
When it became clear and the figures where identified as a group of handsome boys sitting in a organized mesh around a blonde boy sitting in a chair in the middle. His position made him look like a king with his court.
‘This is the craziest thing i have ever seen’ Netami thought while a twitch in her eye appeared. Before she could ask a question, the whole group answered in unison the question she was going to ask.
“Welcome to the Host Club” thats when Netami could feel her arms go limp at her sides as she stood there shocked and amazed at how a group of rich snobs could be so organized AND how they insulted the music industry by assembling a club such as this in a music room.
“Hello Netami.” Said the brunette she had met earlier that day. When she inspected the other members she noticed that the two twin brothers where also in the club. she sighed at the thought of these two being in something like this.
“figures.” she said loud enough for all of them to be able to hear. The twin that made her angry before had a surprised look on his face while the other had a smile grace his lips. “So, i was wondering. What are you all doing in a music room?” she asked while not bothering to ask if she could look around.
“This was the only available room for us to rent when we started this club.” the princely blonde figure stated in an overly dramatic pose. Netami simply looked at him with an overwhelmingly blank stare. This caused a great deal of “depression” from him as he went to his dark corner. The intimidating girl looked back at the group of boys with a bored expression across her face.
“My first impression...Not interested.” she stated while looking at each idiot in the room. They all stared at her with disbelieving looks and open jaws, except for three of the darker haired boys. She decided it was time to go since no one had replied.
As she started to turn to leave she stopped, looked at the door frame, lay her hand on it, and smiled softly. Then she swiftly turned and disappeared down the hall, briefcase in hand, and keyboard across back, as though she had never stepped foot in the Host Club.