"Hmph. Got you." A male voice says, and I look up at the stranger. He has short black hair, brownish-grey eyes, and a pair of rimless glasses.

My consciousness is quickly fading, and the last thing I hear before everything goes dark is;

"Mr. Ootori, why are you here right now?!"

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Chapter Two: The Ootori Dude Is An Asshole

I open my eyes, expecting to see the harsh environment of the city.

Instead I'm met with wallpaper that has golden designs, a pure oak carved bed, a fireplace with a fire burning in it, a miniature chandelier, and other assorted furniture.

I sit up, rubbing my pounding head and questioning how I got here. The last thing I remember is being caught by some guy... did he take me here? By the way the other people were talking about the Ootori's and then calling him one... he seems rich.

My thoughts are cut off when I hear footsteps outside of the door. I quickly lay back down and fix the covers back to the way they were before. I close my eyes just as the door opens and footsteps approach my bed.

"Is she awake yet?" The male voice from earlier asks. The footsteps stop to the right side of me and there is a short pause before the sounds of swooshing water and clanging metal is heard from the right side.

"I'm afraid that she is not yet awake, Mr. Ootori." A feminine voice replies, coming from my right.

'She must be a maid...' I think.

Suddenly I feel a soft hand on my forehead and almost flinch at the unwanted contact. The person turns their hand over, before removing their hand and placing a cool washcloth on my forehead.

"Her fever has gone down some, Mr. Ootori. She should be waking up any moment now." The feminine voice says before walking away from the bed and out the door. The door closes and I hear footsteps going down the hall.

I crack my eyes open and slightly lean up, jumping when I see the male from earlier standing right beside the closed door. He approaches me, his arms crossed.

"I could tell that you were awake, you know. When the maid put her hand to your forehead, the muscles in your hands contracted for a split second." My eye twitches when hearing this, and he gives a harsh chuckle at my frustration.

"So," The so called 'Mr. Ootori' says. "What's your name? Does a criminal like you even have one?" I huff, annoyed that I have to find some way to show him I don't speak. I point to my throat and let out a dry croak.

He gets what I'm trying to say and rolls his eyes before pulling a small notepad along with a pen out of his shirt pocket. I accept it, and hurriedly think of a name.

'My name is Loretta. As you probably can tell, I can't speak.' I scribble down and then show him. He nods.

"And why can't you speak, exactly?" He questions. I look away and momentarily hesitate, before writing:

'Throat problems.' He raises an eyebrow.

"Is that so?" He says. I nod my head, but I can still tell he doesn't buy it. He turns and walks towards the door, stopping right before opening it.

"Nice talking to you, Loretta." He says in a harsh tone before opening and closing the door behind him.

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"Miss, we need you to get up please," says a feminine voice from above me. I groan and continue sleeping.

"Miss, Mr. Ootori orders you to get up," the same voice says. I roll over and bury my face in the cushy pillows.

"Miss, please get up," the voice says again, this time softly shaking me. I grumble and swat away the hand. Suddenly I hear the door opening, and by the soft whooshing of air, I can tell the body belonging to the feminine voice quickly stands to attention.

"H-hello Mr. Ooto-" the maid is cut off by the loud sound of footsteps and the Ootori dude harshly demanding:

"Get up, you lazy twat. My father ordered me to bring you to my school for surveillance." I slowly rise out of bed at the insult, my eyes glinting with a demonic rage. If looks could kill, he'd be on the ground dead.

In the end, he wasn't fazed and waved his hand dismissively before turning to the maid and saying: "Get her dressed." He then proceeds to exit the room.

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'I am NOT wearing that!!!' I frantically scribble down on the notepad the Ootori dude gave me. I rip the page out and throw it at the maid, who was holding up an ugly yellow dress that reminded me of a fuCKING BANANA. The maid reads my note before frowning.

"But miss, you need to wear it. You can't just walk around in what you're wearing." She says. I look down, seeing I'm in a thin nightgown instead of my normal clothes.

'WHAT THE FUCK?!?!' I think before picking up the notepad again.

'Who changed me?! Where are my old clothes?!' I write, and hand it to the maid. Her eyes scan over it.

"I did, miss. And your old clothes are in the closet." Before she even knows what's happening, I speed to the closet and change into my normal attire, cloak and all.

'I will be wearing this.' I write, handing it to the maid. She reads it, then looks back up at me.

"But, it's against the schools dress policies! You have to wear a uniform, miss!" She says. I roll my eyes.

'Does it look like I'm one for following rules?' I write, and hand to her. She looks down at her feet.

"Well, at least take the cloak off, please." She says before scurrying out of the room. Accepting that this was the closest I'd get to having my way, I huff and take my cloak off, laying it on the bed.

At that moment Ootori dude walks in. He eyes my outfit in disgust. "What are you wearing?" He asks. I look down at my tattered jeans, slightly too big shirt that had a turned up collar and was rolled up at the elbow, and dusty gray Vans.

'Clothes.' I write and hand the paper to him. He gives a low growl at my response, crumbling up the paper and throwing it behind him.

"Are you really going to wear that today?" He grumbles. I absentmindedly nod my head, watching as a maid quickly scurries into the room, grabs the crumbled up piece of paper, and then scurries back out. He sighs, rubbing his temple.

"And I guess you're going to keep arguing with me until I let you wear it?" He asks, and I give a bright smile and nod my head.

"Ok then," He says. "Let's go." He starts walking out the door, and I unwillingly follow him. As we head out the door, he tosses me a fresh baked croissant, and I munch on it silently.

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"We're here." He says, as a bodyguard opens the door to the limousine and he steps out. I follow closely behind him.

As we step out, I stare in awe at the large school. Pink or not, this school is pretty impressive.

'I wonder if Collin and I would have gone here if Collin hadn't died...' I find myself thinking. I put my palm on my forehead and shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

"Are you going to come in or stand out here and dawdle all day?" Ootori dude asks harshly. I give him the finger and catch up to him.

"Since you have nobody else to go to, I have to take you with me to my club today. Try to behave yourself." He says as we enter the schools foyer.

I look around in awe as we continue walking, admiring the glittering furniture and expensive wall designs. I look to our left to see a group of giggling girls.

"Oh, Kyoya is so hot! I'm telling you guys, we're going to get married one day!" I hear one of the girls proclaim. I look at Ootori dude and raise an eyebrow. He sighs.

"Kyoya is my name. Also, a lot of girls in this school seem to be infatuated with me." He says.

'So Ootori dudes name is Kyoya?' I think to myself as we turn the corner. Kyoya stops in front of a fancy door and I run into his side. He glares at me, and I stick my tongue out at him.

His only response is an eye roll as we walk inside what appears to be a classroom.

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FINALLY!!! After over 9000 months, I've uploaded the second chapter! I worked really hard to get this chapter out before I leave on vacation and whatnot, so yea. Sorry it's a little bit shorter than usual. Also, nothing really dramatic happened, but next chapter Akai will meet the Host Club! *blows noise maker*

Anyways, I won't be able to respond to comments for the next two days counting today, and I won't be on Wattpad a lot for the next week in general.

See you at the Host Club!

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