Commoner SenseA Chapter by TheEverHungryOnewhat to do about hideous yellow dresses and fawning attractive boys? Jaya and Rachel have the solution... with a little help from some mischievous twins.Commoner Sense "So then, after kidnapping our friends, they tried to act all inoccent like; "well they agreed to join" and now they are trying to get us to join too!" Jaya ranted sitting in her PJs on the bed in the Jonior Waldorf girls dorm room. "Ahaha that's the funniest @#$% i've ever heard!" laughed Rylie. "It was scary that's what it was." mumbled Rachel eating a midnight snack. "Mumble mumble what?" asked Rylie. "Never mind..." mumbled Rachel. Rylie threw a pillow at her head. "So what are we going to do? I am not leaving Sarah alone with all those creeps!" said Yasmine. "You should go be her body gaurd." said Rachel. "That's a bad idea; you saw all that cake and chacolet! Yasmine would just go eat and Sarah woud be left to get ra-" said Bethany. "Lies!" said Yasmine. "Maybe they wont notice if I ditch... there are a lot of other girls..." said Sarah half heartedly. "Maybe they wouldn't notice normaly, but after the entrance we had yesterday they'll be looking for you no doubt." said Rachel. "And the black haired hot one sees all remember." said Bethany cheerfuly. ""the black haired hot one"?" choked Yasmine. "Those twins are way better, just saying." said Jaya. "Wait, these creepers are hot? what are you guys complaining about! I want to go see this club!" exclaimed Rylie. Before any of the girls could respond to this there was a knock at the door. "Now I know my dear students are all sound asleep like you're supossed to be, but I have a delivery for you." said Mrs. Khalsa cheerfuly from the other side of the door. "Mrs. Khalsa! you bad teacher, waking up your students at 2:00 in the morning like this!" said Rylie quickly stuffing some pillows into Dria's sleeping bag to cover up the fact that she had snuck out before letting their teacher in. "I know, but I knew just how excited you guys were about waring those lovely dresses that I simply had to make sure you guys had them for the morning. I know how you would whine saying that you'd never gotten the and so couldn't have the chance to ware them." grinned Mrs. Khalsa setting the box down on a bed. "@#$%..." mutterd Bethany, "there gose that plan." "This whole conversation is dripping with so much sarcasm that i think I might drown." comented Rachel dryly. "Ms. Khalsa please don't make us ware those!" said Sarah. "Sorry girls, I would have liked to sew you my own uniforms but Mr. Martin insisted that we needed to have the school uniforms." said Mrs. Khalsa putting her hands up. "Mr.-? ahg!! I AM GOING TO KILL HIM!" said Jaya. "But then Jaya, how would you pretend that you've kept your curfue which I remind you started at 10:00? yo girls do need to get to bed now though, if I come back around and find this light still on then you guys are going to be in trouble." warned Mrs. Khalsa before she left. "Not. Cool. Mr.Martin." mutterd Rachel snuggling under her covers. "I am going to have to go all Fire-beathing-dragon on him later." said Yasmine crawling into bed aswell. "Yeah... sure Yasmine. You do that." said Rylie turning out the lights so that they could continue their whisperd converstion in the dark. **** "Are you wareing jeans underneith that dress Rachel?" asked Alana the next day at lunch. "No...." "Ahg! Rachel you tottally are! you're so-! ugh!" said Jaya. "I think it's pretty smart." said Siana, "these dresses are uncomfy." "Oh Rachel..." sighed Yasmine while Bethany and Sarah just laughed. "Moving on. I was thinking about how Mr. Martin was saying that we had to ware the school uniforms?" said Rachel. "Don't evan get me started on him..." growled Jaya. "Well anyway, I was thinking, he didn't spesify which uniform he wanted us to ware...." said Rachel. "And the boy's uniforms are rerally nice..." grinned Bethany catching on. "And I am sure the school wouldn't mind us trading in these for the others...." Siana grinned. "Exactly." smiled Rachel. "Oh yes." said Yasmine. "Okay Rachel! lets go get them!" said Jaya dragging Rachel away. "Can't I finish my food?" "No!" said Jaya they hurried in to the fashion part of the building and found without difficultly that it was perfectly within the rulesfor girls to ware the boys uninform and quickly exchanged theirs. "hehe I am a gienus. Let's go show the others." said Jaya modeling her uniform. "Sure." said Rachel happily. "Hm... the blue dose certainly bring out your eyes nicely princess." said one of the red head twins apearing by Rachel. "And your skin akcents these colors quite stunningly aswel Beautiful..." said the other apearing by Jaya. "Um... thank you?" said Rachel looking a little freaked out. "You're from that club for creeps. what do you want with us?" said Jaya suspiousely. "Our mother is head of the fashion empire in Japan, we were wondering if we could lend you our servises." they said in unision. "Like what?" asked Jaya narrowing her eyes. "Like we could remake these boys outfits for girls with skirts and everything, and we could get it cleared with the president so that you and your friends wont get in trouble." "In exchange for what? we're "commoners" we can't pay you." said Rachel. "Join the Host Club princess-" said the twin by Rachel grinning mischivously. "-we'll make it worth your while." grinned the other by Jaya. "Okay, but I have a condition." said Jaya after a moment. "What's that?" "We get to have the same satus as Hosts, we're not your customers." said Jaya. "Your wish is our comand princess." they said. "By the way I am Hikaru-" said the twin by Jaya. "- and I am Karu-" said the one by Rachel. "-and we're the Hitachin twins, welcome to the host club!"
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2 Reviews Added on December 30, 2011 Last Updated on December 30, 2011 AuthorTheEverHungryOnephx, AZAboutI LOVE FOOD! other then that I am a Renaissance girl (aka I have a lot of hobbies all of which I do intensely) and i am Dyslexic.... so if my writing gets confusing thats why. Oh and I go to a M.. more..Writing
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