I'm so sorry about not updating. I've had a very busy life and stuff. It all started with Marching Band, then Winterguard, then Prom came, and now finals, I still have one left. Yeah school doesn't end until the 13th for us. *Sigh*, I know that's no excuse (well actually if you understood how hard it is to maintain a life while in marching band, then it is kinda of a good excuse... kinda... just take my word for it). Anyway, I've had half of this chapter written for some time, and I'm going to the beach next week and will have no internet. Hopefully I can get some more writing done. Again, my readers, you guys are so great and stick to my story through think and thin, and I love you guys for that. I'm going to try and update during the summer more. I can't make promises, my boyfriend is going to college after the summer and I'm trying to make the most of the time I have with him, but don't worry. I will make sure I update at LEAST once a month starting now. I'm going to start making myself personal due dates. Maybe even start announcing them, we'll see. I know I probably sound like a jerk for saying my boyfriend comes first, but as a soon to be senior in high school and him moving away, I just don't wanna feel like I missed something important. But there's good news with that too, maybe once I get rid of him and send him away my updates will be more frequent! Haha I'm such a jerk! Anyway, enjoy! BTW, just a note. I know I'm not a good writer. In face, I failed English... Actually, I ALWAYS flunk English. It's my worst class. I'm a math person, to be honest. Haha! So anyway, enjoy and ignore my grammar mistakes!

The sun shined through Haruhi's blinds that Monday morning. She knew what that meant. It meant it was time to go back to school again. She sighed as she brushed her short brown hair and put on her school uniform. I need a haircut, she thought to herself. It had been a while since she had gotten her hair cut. The girl's brown hair now was past her ears in the front, and was really close to becoming even in length wear her chin is. Sure, it's not long enough for the oblivious teenaged girls at Ouran to realize she is a girl herself, but it has definitely gotten longer. She could probably manage to get it into a small ponytail if she really tried.

Haruhi wanted to get it cut, but for some reason this summer, she never could bring herself to get it done. She had blamed it on being lazy, but even she knew that wasn't it. It had been a while since the young girl had her hair grown out, and it isn't like Haruhi to care about things like this. Still, if she cut her hair again, what will she have left of her femininity?

"Well," she said to herself, while staring at herself in the mirror, "I guess I really have no choice. I work for the host club so I have to keep it short. My feelings don't really matter." She closed her eyes and sighed. "Why do I even feel this way? I never have before."

She didn't have time to dwell on it for long. She had to start her long walk to school. Haruhi grabbed the brown school bag full of books and summer work she had finished doing before school had even ended. The young girl re-checked everything, to make sure everything was finished, and completed to her best ability, then headed off to the academy. Haruhi had always been known to be a perfectionist, that was nothing new. Except, lately it's becoming worse and worse for her. If someone were to tell her she did a good job with something as simple as baking a cake, it wasn't good enough. It had to be a 'great job'. And once it was a great job, it had to be a 'fantastic job!'.

With most of the host club away on family vacations and such during the summer, it also gave Haruhi more alone time, which she liked. It gave her opportunities to try new things she never thought she would have tried before. Within the last two months, the brunette taught herself how to sow. Of course she already knew how to sow small rips and tears in different articles of clothing before, but the young girl taught herself how to sow many things, such as hats, dresses, stockings, and scarfs. Her mom always had a talent for things like that, so she didn't think it would be hard for her to pick it up too. After Haruhi perfected her skills at the hobby, she was shocked to how much she actually enjoyed it. She never considered herself to be girly, but the more and more she made the clothing, the more she wanted to wear them. The boyish teen knew she had to do something about it, so she tried to make things that were even too girly for her to like, which ultimately backfired too. As a result, she has a closet full of clothes she really likes, but is too embarrassed to wear. Her father couldn't be more supportive of the hobby, and tries to get her to wear her creations whenever she can, but she always replied the same. "It's only a hobby. It's way too girly for me."

Haruhi looked up at the shining sun. It was a nice and quiet day, the way Haruhi liked it. It gave her time to think.

Why do I care about things like this all of a sudden? Dresses, makeup, boys? I never cared about things like this before. Where did it come from? Why did it all start?

The more and more she thought to herself, the less and less she wanted to attend the host club.

All I do at Ouran is work my butt off to entertain young girls. Why can't I be the young girl being entertained for once?

Why did I have to get stuck with this job?

What did I do to deserve this?

Why did I have to enter that music room doors?

Why me?

The teen stopped walking and closed her eyes. To herself, she whispered, "I wish I could just be who I want to be."

Haruhi opened her eyes and shook her head. Haruhi, you're just overreacting. You haven't seen any member of the host club in over a month. Something like this was bound to happen. Just calm down. You'll enjoy it.

You'll have fun.

You always have fun at Ouran.

You always have fun being a host.

It's who you are...

She told herself that over and over again until she got to the entrance of Ouran High School. She looked up at the school she hadn't stepped foot in front of in what seemed like a lifetime. The sun shined at her brightly, and to herself, she said...

But is it really?

The girl ignored her question pushed her hair out of her face, walking into the doors of Ouran, ready to begin a brand new, unforgettable year.

I'm sorry it's so short! I really didn't know what else to fit in it, so I hope you enjoyed! I love you! :D