Elena's foot was rather swollen and wrapped in bandages and she had to walk with crutches, which sucked, but she was still in a very good mood. She was out of those awful, awful clothes and actually looked kind of cute, if she did say so herself.

The nurses had given her a long, green sweater, a gray pleated skirt that looked like it had come out of someone's school uniform, gray knee socks, and a barrette for her hair that matched her sweater. The outfit made her look about twelve, but it was better than what some of the other girls had to wear. Plus, it was nice to be in a skirt again.

And today was she had her first date.

Tamaki was sitting next to an extremely pretty girl about their age, but she did her best to beat back the jealousy. He was just Hosting her. That's what he did.

Elena hobbled over to the pair, choosing the seat behind them.

"That's...very informative, Tamaki," she teased. Looking over to the girl, Elena held out her hand. "I'm Elena. Nice to meet you."