This school is a mess. They have third-years show around new student even when that student is a third-year too. I sigh and walk quickly to the office, putting on my usual plain expression. I lost my facade when she walked in. (Ooh! It's a she!) I walked up to her from behind and tapped her shoulder. "Hmm?" She turned around but when she saw me, she just stood there. "Timori, right?" She asked quietly. I nodded, "Mm-hm" I said with a sigh. She glanced at me and took out her schedule. "My class doesn't start for another hour.." She told me after looking at the clock. I grabbed her hand, which definitely caught her attention. Her eyes widened but her mouth stayed shut. I smiled. "Let's go to the Host Club." She tossed her head from side to side, as if thinking it over and then nodded. We walked into the hall, hands still joined and walked into the Club room. "Welcome." Said the chorus of idiots. "Guys, it's just me!" I laughed. "I brought someone so don't freak her out." I leaned down and whispered in her ear, my bleach blonde hair covering my eyes. "I'll be practising so if they start to get weird, come and get me." I pointed to Haruhi. "Go to him if you can't find me." And with that I walked away. I got out my guitar and started to play a simple song that I knew by heart. I was halfway through when I heard a yell. "Get your hands off me, creep!" After that, a large crash could be heard. "What happened?" I asked her. She snapped her head towards me. "Why would you leave me alone with these people? They're too in to human contact." She whined. Well, she is pretty cute.. I put my arm around her shoulders and led her with me to the practice area I had set up for myself. She sat down and I plugged in the microphone. I began to sing.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Your lipstick stains, on the front lobe of my left side brains. I knew I wouldn't forget you, and so I went and let you blow my mind. Your sweet moonbeam, the smell of you in every single dream I dream. I knew when we collided, your the one I have decide, who's one of my kind. Hey sould sister, ain't that MR.Mister on the radio, stereo? The way you move ain't fair, ya know? Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do. Tonight... After I finished, I took a deep breath and looked up to her the sound of clapping. "Shadow Brigade is lucky to have you, Nishiki Timori." She said, a blush playing on her cheeks. "Uh...Thanks?" She nodded and walked out the door. "We're late."