Jinx of the Sphinx

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Jinx of the Sphinx
An Ouran Highschool Host Club Fanfiction
By: Kitsune Hinote
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Chapter 1: Discovering the Host Club

The gates of curved, decorative metal loomed before me, painted gold - or at least I assumed it was gold paint - gaurding the courtyard and elegant garden landscape. The path was made up of white stone that stretched very wide, but the length of the path impressed me more. The pink hue of the buildings' exterior struck me as odd before the clock tower at the outside entrance chimed, students shuffling from the classes, girls in bright yellow dresses and males in blue suit-tops, ties, and black pants. Personally I preferred the male uniform.
I silently chastised myself, cursing under my breath. There was no way I Was getting into Ouran Academy; A.K.A. The school for the super rich and beautiful. I considered myself neither. Supposedly you could get through exceptional grades and by passing the Entrance Exams. I sighed vehemently, head drooping. This was a waste of time. I'd never get in, but if I didn't...
I shook my thoughts away, straightening up. Might as well get this over with...
I adjusted my bag and slunk through the courtyard, keeping my gaze away from any curious stares and watching eyes. I realized just how much I stood out in my all dark attire, chains, and jewelry. I made my way for the building a little faster, slipping inside. I looked in awe at the schools interior entrance, the double stairs and nicely carved railing leading up to the second floor. The floor was covered in a short red carpet and a crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. It was all very impressive. There was no way I was getting into this school.
I scaled the stairs to the second floor, turning down a long hallway, looking back and forth as I wandered aimlessely. Where was the office?
I looked sideways out the large windows, my mind wandering like I had been. I stopped in front of a door that stood open a crack. Strange...
Having no idea why, I grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, peaking my head in. The room glowed pure white and flower petals swirled past me - don't ask me why, I have no idea either - and several figures seemed to appear out of the light mysteriously. I secretly wondered if someone snuck some kind of drug into my breakfast and this was just a halucination.
"Welcome to the Host Club." All seven figures said in practiced unison. They were dressed in some sort of Circus Cosplay, each seeming to have a specific role or theme. Yeah, there must have been drugs in my breakfast...
"Hey, a new customer!" Two voices jibed. I wondered why they sounded the same. Just as I thought this two of the boys popped up in front of me. Both were skinny and a bit tall, short ginger-brown hair and amber eyes. Odd... I didn't think people could have amber eyes... They both looked exactly the same, obviously twins. No, wait... Their hair was parted on opposite sides...
"Why don't you come in and enjoy the show?" They both purred, hovering over me. I blinked, not quite sure what to say. Then again it was just a drug induced halucination, right? Right.
"You two! Stop scaring our guest!" A tall blond boy ordered, pointing a finger at them accusingly. I noticed the slight accent and cerulean eyes too. He must've been a foreigner or a halfer, since no one I knew with perfect blond hair and vivid blue eyes like that was Japanese. Not that I really cared much either way, it was just my observative nature.
The tall blond seemed to transport in front of me, holding a rose as he smiled charmingly.
"For what do we owe this pleasant visit, my dear?" He asked, putting on a gentlemanly act as a frame of roses magically sat around us. What the hell...?
"Tamaki-senpai, if anyone here is going to scare them away, it's gonna be you." A short boy said with great patience. He had short brown hair and gentle brown doe-eyes.
Wait, that was a guy, right?
I cleared my throat quietly, quickly gaining everyone's attention. It was a bit unnerving.
"I didn't mean to come in here. I'm just looking for the office." I deadpanned, feeling uncomfortable under seven pairs of eyes.
"Oh, why don't I show you where it is?" The brown haired boy offered lightly, leading the way when I nodded silently. I heard the tall blond shriek something behind us but disregarded it.
"Sorry about them." The short haired boy apologized. "They can be a little over-bearing sometimes."
"It's fine." I shrugged.
He paused a moment till I caught up. "I'm Haruhi Fujioka. And you?" He opted. Something was bugging me about this person, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Just call me Jinx." I said, shrugging indifferently.
"Jinx?" Haruhi parroted. If he had any thoughts about the unusual name, he didn't voice it. "So you have siblings here or something?" He ventured.
"Registering for next year." I answered, shrugging again. Haruhi smiled before we stopped in front of a hardwood door.
"Here we are. It was great talking to you." Haruhi said, waving goodbye as he went back to his club room.
Haruhi Fujioka, huh... He was nice. If I did get in, I'd probably talk to him more, I decided.

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Coming soon: Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home in a Rat-hole