-Candice's POV-
I punched Hikaru in the face and ran after Kaoru. 'He must think I stabbed him in the back. He thinks I went after his brother without even talking to him first.' I couldn't help but wonder why he reacted like this. It's not like he was in love with me. He flirted with plenty of girls, not even counting the ones who came to the Host Club. It's sad though. A lot of girls really cared for them but would never think they had the chance. Including myself. I realized it in the moment I saw him running away. I was in love with Kaoru Hitachiin. But I couldn't dare hope he felt the same. He might now, with only two girls around, but
Heartbreak at the Beach by Princess-Of-Light-1, literature
Literature
Heartbreak at the Beach
-Candice's POV-
I woke up to my usual ringtone. I looked at the caller ID and laughed to myself. Knowing this would be an interesting call, I anwered the phone.
"Hello?" I croaked. My voice sounds like I'm on my death bed in the mornings.
"Candice? Are you okay?" I laughed at Tamaki's worried tone and cleared my throat.
"I'm fine," my voice sounded half-normal, "I just woke up. Ya need somethin'?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. The Host Club needs your presence today. Get dressed, I'm picking you up in fifteen minutes."
"Where's the Host Club going today?" I asked with a laugh.
"It's a surprise, princess." He replied. He was still trying t
Kaoru's POV
“C’mon, Hikaru, hurry up!” I called through the bathroom door. He’s always moving too slow.
He stepped out of the bathroom, looking annoyed. He stepped out five minutes later, looking annoyed.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” Hikaru asked, very annoyed.
“We’re gonna be late!” I told him. I was scared to tell him the truth. Partially because I was afraid of the truth. It used to be Hikaru and me against the world. Until a month ago. Candice Bennett stepped into the Host Club, and our world, and it hasn’t been the same. She identified us correctly on her first try. Someh
Meeting the Host Club by Princess-Of-Light-1, literature
Literature
Meeting the Host Club
I sat in my desk fidgeting with my uniform. I hated that I was forced to wear the girls' uniform instead of the guys. I hated that I was forced to Ouran Academy instead of staying at my high school in America. I had just moved from the US to Japan because my father thought it was a better idea for me. I didn't even know we had a Japanese estate until this happened. And I had to do certain things to keep up the family image. I had to be involved in an least one prominent school activity and I had to be seen studying after school. I had freedom other than that, as long as I kept my father happy. I didn't want the fall out if I didn't. The teach