CHAPTER 5 I walked down the school halls in my new boys uniform. It was made up of a shirt, a dark blue button up shirt, a black tie, and black pants. It reminded me of the uniforms on Ouran Highschool Host Club, but much cheaper, made out of less-luxurious fabric and didn't have a fancy crest on the left side of my chest. Come to think of it, I was sort of like Haruhi, being a girl as a boy. It was my own little gender bender manga. First, though, I'd need to find Tsukumia-San. Down one hall, up the next. I took a staircase down a floor, then up another one. Before I knew it, I was lost. "Dammit," I said in my head. I walked fast paced around for a bit, trying to gain a sense of direction. "Hey, new American kid," Some called from behind me. Someone here speaks English? Maybe I'm not alone language-wise. I turned around and saw a man with a abnormally large nametag labeling him as スミス先輩, below his Japanese name was his English name, Mr. Smith. He wore his long red hair in a pony tail and wore thin glasses. "Um... It's Cole," I said, making up a name on the spot. "Well then, Cole, I'm the school's English teacher. You won't have me, cause you already speak English, but you're free to come talk and have tea with me any time," He leaned up against the doorframe of his classroom. "Oh yeah, where's dorm number 36?" I had almost forgotten to ask. "The dorms are up two floors, numbers 33-40 are on hall E," He explained, pushing up his glasses with his index finger. "Okay, thanks," I ran to this nearest stairwell and started climbing up. "Hall C, Hall D," I recited to myself as I passed the halls, "Hall E," I smiled to myself. As I made my way back to my dorm, I wondered what my new room mate would be like. I hoped he would be spunky and carefree. Or maybe dumb and day dreamer? Anything this would help him not notice that I'm a girl. When I opened the door, I swear I almost fainted.
Ouran High School Host Club............ YOU ARE AN AWESOME AND AMAZING PERSON!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!! Lmao that is my favorite anime! ᏰᏌᎷᎵ!!
Ohmigawsh!! This story reminds me of this japanese drama I watched...it's like this story but the girl's goal is to get the guy to join back on the high jump thingy (sorry I don't know how to explain it better) and also the girl is actually already japanese but used to live in America and came back to Japan.
CHAPTER 6 Tsukimia-San was standing near the only bed the wasn't occupied by myself, emptying out his supplies from a red duffle bag. For a moment I couldn't breathe whatsoever. "Yoi gogo wa, anata ga watashi no atarashī rūmumeitoda?" He asked, looking at me with his chocolate brown eyes. "Eto... Hai," I randomly said yes, hoping it was a yes or no question. "Hajamimashite, watashi wa Tsukimia Tadase desu," He held his hand up and I stumbled over to shake it. "Um... I am wa Cole... Desu," I sputtered out. He laughed. "Anata wa eigo o hanasemasu ka?" He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his button up shirt. "Um..." I truly did not know how to answer this one. He gave a short little giggle. "Amerika shusshindesu ka?" He leaned up against a dresser, which was stuffed with his clothes. "Hai," I think he asked if I was American or something. Tsukimia Tadase, international rock star, boys academy student and now, my room mate. I spent the rest of the day trying to decide if this was a good thing.