Ch 4

(Percy's POV)

As soon as I got in the school, I went to the closest person I could find.

"Kon’nichiwa, I'm Jackson Percy," I said, using a translator Annabeth gave me before she left.

"Kon’nichiwa. I'm Suzuki Shizuka," the blonde girl said. "Why are you here?"

"I'm looking for the Host Club," I said.

She smiled. "Oh, you heard they got a hostess, didn't you? Well, go in Music Room #3. They'll be there."

"Arigato," I called behind me as I ran away.

Finally, I came upon a door with a sign that said, "音楽室＃3."

I knew via Annabeth that meant "Music Room #3."

I slowly entered the room, and I was showered in rose petals.

"Welcome," a group of kids said.

"H-Hello," I said. "Are you the Ouran Host Club?"

"Why, yes, we are." One blonde kid, around 16 years old said.

"W-What's your name?" I asked.

"Suoh Tamaki. And yours?"

"Jackson Percy. Have you happened to see Chase Annabeth? Honey blonde hair, gray eyes, huge smart aleck?"

"Why, we have a member of our host club named Annabeth," Tamaki said. "Annabeth-chan!" he called out.

Then Annabeth came out. She was…she was beautiful.

Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she was wearing a yellow dress. Okay, I admit it. The dress looked like a banana and a marshmallow had a baby.

But other than that, she looked awesome.

"P-Percy?" she asked.

"A-A-A-A-A-Annabeth, you l-l-look a-awesome," I stuttered.

She blushed, and said, "Good to see you, too, Seaweed Brain."

She stepped forward and pecked me on the cheek.

"Uhhhhhhh…" everyone was muttering.

"Yeah, guys, I wasn't really gonna FLIRT with the guys. I already told you that. I have a boyfriend."

The kid with black hair and glasses clenched his teeth at me.

"Annabeth, can I talk to you? It involves the camp."

She nodded, and we went into the hallway.

"Annabeth, do you have any idea who those kids are?" I asked.

She shook her head no.

"Those are the half-bloods! Chiron told me!"

She just stared at me.

Then she muttered, "Oh…my…gods…"

We reentered the room, and the host club was already filled with girls.

Tamaki was talking to a girl with green eyes in a flirting manner.

"That's Suoh Tamaki, the Prince type," Annabeth said.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm introducing you. I was dubbed as the Princess type, just because I'm a girl."

The black-haired kid with the glasses was writing in a notebook in the corner.

"That's Ootori Kyoya, the cool type."

The girlish-boy was chatting with a girl with very fair skin.

"That's Fujioka Haruhi. She's the Natural type."

"She?"

"Yeah, Haruhi's a girl. Just don't tell the others that."

"Is she homo or something?"

"NO! She just likes the host club so much she deals with this."

I nodded. "Go on."

The two redheads were staring into each other's eyes, and the girls around them were just falling to pieces."Okay, are THEY homo?" I asked.

"She looked at me, and said, "I don't really know. That's Hitachiin Hikaru and Hitachiin Kaoru, by the way. The little devil type."

I shuddered.

And then there were the little kid, and the kid my age. The kids were dressed in a kimonos, and the girls were squeeing and squalling.

"Morinozuka Takashi, but we usually call him Mori, and Haninozuka Mitsukuni, and we usually call him Hunny. The Strong and Silent type, and the boy-Lolita type."

I laughed. "How old is that Hunny kid again?" I asked.

"17."

"Oh, shut up!"

"No, he and Mori are both seniors. We can probably get them to Camp Half-Blood easily enough."

I nodded, but then I was called over by Tamaki.

"Oh, Percy-senpai! I'd like to introduce you to Suzuki Shizuka." I recognized her as the girl who showed me directions to the host club.

"Guys, can I see you alone for a bit?" Shizuka asked.

"Um…sure," I said.

Tamaki, Haruki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, Mori, Annabeth and I followed her into an abandoned cafeteria.

Suddenly, her voice became hard and raspy.

"You can't escape!" she screamed.

I only had enough time to get Riptide out of my pocket before she changed.

She was no longer a girl with freckles on her face. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings.

I realized who she was, suddenly.

"Mrs. Dodds?" I asked.

Then she lunged.