Ouran High School Host Club RP [CLOSED, but you can totally stalk it! :)]

"Could I just leave?" Alex asked she had backed herself against a wall.

Kuroyuri shrugged, "If you insist. but please come again soon," she sighed quietly and shook her head, "Oh, well," she muttered to herself.

Alex sighed. As she rushed to get out she accidently knocked over a painting and ended up tearing it. She froze.

Kuroyuri looked at the painting, "Hey, Adrik, wasn't that going to be sold for 8 million yen?" she asked, indicating the painting that had just been torn.

“These are great donuts.” Chelsea announced entering from a door. She saw when she saw the torn painting, “Oh dear.” She stuffed the rest of the donut in her mouth.

"I-uh," Alex stuttered. She bowed, "I'm really sorry!"

"We forgive you, but you will have to pay for the damage," Kuroyuri said and crossed her arms, "That means 8 million yen."

"What?" Alex's head shot up, "I don't have that kind of money!"

"Well, what else do you guys think he could do?" Kuroyuri asked.

“Host?”

"What?!" Alex exclaimed. Talking to people oh nonononono.

"It's either be a host or pay the 8 million yen," Kuroyuri said, "and I remember you saying you didn't have that kind of money."

"I," Alex was backed into a corner, "I."

(@HedelyHorses is going to use my account for now, so we'll be sure to put the POV before we post)
(Hazel's POV)
"Hey, Adrik," Hazel yawned, waking up from her nap, "what is all the commotion about?"

(Got it.)

(Kuroyuri's POV)
"So, what do you say?" Kuroyuri asked.

"I have no choice do I," Alex sighed.

(Kuroyuri POV)
"Nope!" she said, a little too happily, "Chelsea, can you get this new host their uniform?"

“Yes ma’am!” Chelsea said preppily, then she dashed off.

(Kuroyuri POV)
"Perfect! Now, the glasses look cute on you, so those can stay, but what stands out about you?" Kuroyuri asked, "What is your defining characteristic?"

(Hazel POV)
"Are you a new host?" Hazel asked as she walked up to the newcomer.

Natalie stood back inspecting the now ruined painting, "Shame it was once of a kind," Her eyes looked over the new comer, "your going to have to be a good host to make up for this."

(Kuroyuri POV)
Kuroyuri nodded, "And even then, you'll have to be a host until graduation."

“Here ya go.” Chelsea said, holding a uniform.

Alex sighed, she took the uniform, "There's nothing all that interesting about me. I'm just a scholarship student that for the life of her has no money."

(Kuroyuri POV)
"We'll figure something out," Kuroyuri waved it off, "for now, just put on the uniform."

Alex looked at the uniform, "Where are the changing rooms?"

"Right over there," Kuroyuri pointed at the changing rooms.