ouran bvb high school host club

I walked down the long and brightly lit corridors of ouran academy. what is a commoner like me doing in such a high end school like this one you may ask, well I'm a scholar. basically I'm here because I'm smart, but it seems that rich kids only come to school to have a good time, not to learn. I was looking for a quiet place to study, because all of the library rooms were full of chattering people. I looked at my reflection in the polished floor. A short haired, flat chested girl wearing baggy commoner clothing stared back at me. I was never going to fit in it just wasn't possible.
"How are things in heaven mom, I can't believe it's been 10 years already" I thought to myself letting a silent tear run down my cheek. I looked up in time to see an abandoned music room, guess this is the only place quiet enough to study then. As soon as I opened the door, the Host Club were there. "Welcome!" they all said in unison, with a smile. "Is this a host club!" I cried, clinging onto the door. "Oh its a boy," these two black haired boys exclaimed, they were most probably twins. "Jinxx, Jake, I believe this young man is in the same class as you," A tall man wearing a waist coat and dress pants said. "He's shy and he doesn't act very sociably so we don't know much about him," they say together. "Well that wasn't very nice," the tall man said again. suddenly a young man appeared before me. he had striking blue eyes and floppy black hair. "You must be Haruhi Fujioka!" He shouted. "How did you know my name?!" I said, grasping for the door handle. "Well you're infamous, it's not everyday a commoner gains entrance into our academy," the tall man exclaimed. "you must have an audacious nerve to find your way into this school Mr Fujioka," he said. "Well thanks I guess," I have an alarmingly deep voice I must admit. "You're welcome, your a hero to other poor people, fujioka," said the man with the floppy black hair. "You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy. I was getting pissed off with is fucking dude. "Poor, neglected," he said. "I think you're taking this poor thing to far," I muttered. "But that dosent matter now, long live the poor, we welcome you man to our world...of beauty!!!" he threw his arms up in the air. "I'm outta here," I sloped to the door when someone grabbed my arms. "Come back here, Haru-chan!" I turned around. a very small person looked at me. big adorable blue eyes shined. "You must be like a superhero or something, that's so cool!!" he said in a cute sqeaky voice. "I'm not a hero, I'm an honour student, AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING HARHU-CHAN!!" I screamed. the floppy hair dude came up behind me. "I never knew that the famous scholar, would be so openly gay," he stated. I glared at him, I was about to blow. "so tell me what guys you're into," he said. I-I uhhh," I backed away slowly. "It's not like that, I was just looking for a quiet place to study!" I said, terrified by this man. "Or...maybe your into a guy like me," he said seductively, stroking my chin. What was this dude thinking? oh wait, I don't wanna know. Suddenly I backed away to far and crashed into a table, knocking over a Kerrang trophy.I turned around, seeing it about to fall. I launched myself forward trying to save it, but it was too late. it smashed into little pieces on the highly polished floor. Jinxx and Jake sneaked up behind me. "we where gonna sell that on Ebay," Jake said, pissed off. "yeah the bidding was starting at 8 million dollars!" exclaimed Jinxx. "WHAT 8 MILLION DOLLARS!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "How many thousands is that? how many thousands are in a million?" I said, panicking. "I'm gonna have to pay you back," I whispered sheepishly. "with what money, you cant even afford a school uniform," they both retorted. "Yeah what's with that grubby outfit you have got on anyway," Jake said, rudely. I looked down at my appearance. I was wearing my ancient black converse, baggy ripped skinny jeans, and a way-to-big-for-me batman jumper with a scruffy collard shirt underneath. "What do you think we should do, Andy?" the tall man asked. I tensed up. "Theres a famous saying you may have heard, Fujioka," Andy said. "When in Rome do as the romans do," he exclaimed. "so starting today, you are the host clubs dog,"

Notes

sorry if this chapter is too long and rambly. any way, hope you enjoyed :)