My personal hell (Chapter 1)

The gates to my new school opened up to a wide area, covered with green grass, trees, and lots of flowers. A huge water fountain was smack dab in the middle, surrounded by a large square pond. Other kids where staring at me like I was an infestation, wich was good. I walked in through the front doors, and a large area appeared. It was filled with students going to class, plants decorated the corners and tables. A large table in the middle of the room had a map of the school. I sighed of relief when i saw it, so I used it to find the office so I could pick up my schedual.

When I found the office the first bell had already rung, and I was the only one out in the halls. When I came up to a window, a lady was talking on her phone so I waited for her to get off. When she was done she hung up, and turned to me.

"Can I help you?"She said, chewing on a peice of gum. Which told me she was a hired hand from the school system.

"Yes I'm new here, and I came to pick up my schedual." I said casually. I had my hair short and I was dressed up like a guy, this way I can keep people away from me. I want to keep my identity a secret, so that way i don't end up in an awkward situation.

"Well, what is your name?" She asked as if I had repeated the information several times. She seemed in a crapy mood, which pissed me off.

"Rafiel Donte." i said, maybe with a little attitude so she knew i wasn't joking. She handed me a slip of paper that had my schedual on it. First I had political views, government, advanced mathmatics, physics, and then foreign language. I only had five classes every day, which I thought was good, except that i had lunch with everyone everyday.

The lady then spoke once more, "Today you get a feel for the school, and tomarrow you join your classes. Now run along." She didn't look at me this time, but whent back to her phone. I left to roam around the school, all I had that day was a book that i had started this morning. So i looked around for a quiet place to read, and I came across a music room that seemed empty. When I opened the door I was greeted by six men.

I was shocked to see them there, and I kinda froze in place. There was a blond hair guy, who came right up to me and was in my face. His eyes where a dark crystal blue, and his face was evenly perfect. His hair cut to fram his face, which whent verry well with his eyes.

"Welcome to the host club, what can we do for you?"

"I was just looking for a quiet place to read." I said, a little anoyed.

"Well your in the wrong place, so what is your name?" He asked, but was reaching out to shake my hand. I thought if he felt how small my hands where or notice I had a odd chest, that he would find out. So I backed away from him, backing into a table that held a empty vase. Then the vase fell, I tried to grab it, but it smashed into hundreds of peices.

"OMG! I'm sorry I just, and it... well. Sorry!" I was worried that I couldn't pay for it, but I had to offer. "How much?"

"What?" the blond asked, like he didn't know what I ment.

"How much to replace it?" The answer made me nearly faint, because the vase cost more then my house.

"500,000,000 dollars, but how your dressed you couldn't even make that much in twelve years of hard labor. So you can work it off, by joining our club."

"What I can't, but I..." I was cut off with the other guys joining in the conversation. Apperantly I had jopin the host club that verry day. 'Great, now I might as well kill myself before I hurt someone.' I thought to myself.