OMG, I know, I've been away FAR to long...the last I was here I had updated...Uhhh... *checks stories by Updates* was when I posted Justin Beiber Stole My Hair...

Well, for those of you who do not know me, I was once an awesome writer for the archive when I started writing for it ohh...about three years ago. This dinosaur has been away for a while browsing through the Cars, Iron Man: Armored Adventures, and Hetalia archives, but I'm back, baby! And I have an awesome story line planned out for you!

So sit back! Relax. And maybe make some popcorn to munch on while you read this *hopefully* hilarious story!

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Codename: Kids Next Door, that is property of the brilliant Mr. Warburton and Cartoon Network.

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I don't know when exactly I started to fall for Nigel Uno, a.k.a. Numbuh 1 of the Teens Next Door and leader of Sector V that's stated in Cleveland, Virginia.

For those of you who don't me, I'm Rachel T. (It stands for Tigris, okay! People are always asking me what the bloody T stands for and I'm not about to have a bunch of others ask me as well. That is why my shirt is tiger stripped.) McKenzie. Numbuh 362 of the Teens Next Door and their Supreme Leader.

Now where was I?

...

Ah, yes. Now I remember. When I first started to fall in love with Nigel.

Well, I always had him as a friend. He was always a great person to talk to when ever I was stressed. He was a great partner when raiding the cafeteria on Mondays which was the designated day for Meatball Subs, yummy!

Great...now I'm craving a Meatball Sub...and it's Tuesday. Zero damn it!

Anyways, back on topic. I seem to keep getting off it some how...

Nigel always had this...air about him. I don't know what it was. It could of been his James Bond exterior personality. The sunglasses he always wore. His HOT British accent. The authority radiating off of him from being the Alpha of his sector.

Whatever it was.

I knew one thing for certain.

I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Oh god... Did I just quote Twilight? Wow... Must be the Breaking Dawn Part 2 Fever taking control of me...

But I guess it would make sense. Plop Robert's SuperMegaFoxyAwesomeHot hair on Nigel's bald head and they would probably look very much alike... Maybe they're related. They're both British. They're both extremely hot.

Am I drooling? Oh god, I think I am. This is so not good! Great, now I have droll stains on my paper.

I'm sure you are wondering what exactly is written on the paper.

Considering I can not see the shake of your head in confirmation, I will continue and tell you what is on the paper.

On the paper, is my objective: How To Get A Stubborn Brit by Rachel T. McKenzie. It was written exactly how I typed it at the top of the page. My big blocky letters I made. Italics I made by writing at an increased angle of my elbow and the pencil on the paper. The words underneath were covered in lines.

Here is what the list read:

1) Talk to him more often.

It does not count if it's work or Meatball Monday related. It must be a personal conversation taken outside of Moonbase or a Sector Treehouse. TND Clubs and Hangouts are not forbidden but frowned upon by me. Student Council is considered Work Related.

2) Figure out his hobbies.

I had contemplated this one many times. The boy seemed to be all work and no play. He was going to work himself into a comma if he kept it up. He was taking AP and DC (for those of you who do not know, AP stands for Advance Placement and DC stands for Duel Credit which means its a college course.) classes, Vice-President of the Student Council, (with me as President) Captain of the Cricket Team (Why we have it, I will never know. But I get to see Nigel in work out clothes and that's benefit enough for the lame sport.), and he has his TND duties on top of it all! Which includes missions that can occur at any time. Team Training, which is when Sectors are put up against each other in mock battles. There's even a point system and everything. Of course, Sector V was in 1st place. Sector Meetings, which is when the leaders of the sectors meet once a month at Moonbase to discuss Mission Stats and new 2x4 technology.

Shit...speaking of Sector Meetings. I was late for this one!

I quickly shoved the papers into my folders. I'd have to reorganize everything afterward, no matter how much I hated reorganizing things.

I checked my watch. 5 minutes were left until 10:00 a.m.. I had to get to the other side of Moonbase in 5 minutes!? That was like trying to run the mile in 5 minutes. I mean, have you seem how large Moonbase is!? But I didn't have time to loose as I bolted out of my office.

I quickly recalled the mental map of Moonbase that had slowly been encoded into my long-term memory over the course of a decade of living in the base. My quickest route would have to be to go through the main bridge and hopefully see if there were any skateboards available at the rental booth.

Now, I know what your thinking. Skateboards, really, Rachel? Well, these are not just ANY skateboards that you would ride on Earth.

I take it you've seen Back To The Future Part II, correct? Slim chance probably, it's a great movie made in 1989. Anyways, the skateboard is based off the design specs for the hover board that Marty rode in the movie.

Only their are a bunch of scientific things behind it all, and if you wish to learn more, go see Numbuh 4.1-4.4. No, their codename is not 4.1-4.4. Their quadruplet scientists. Numbuh 4.1, 4.2, 4.3, and 4.4. They're also Nigel's cousins. (Father's children if your wondering. Yea, I know, we we're all shocked when we discovered that. It was originally supposed to be a rescue mission that Sector V went on when they saw them going into Father's house and not coming out after a day. Anyways, let us return to the topic at hand, yes?)

Back to my present predicament. I had just crossed over the main bridge and arrived at the skateboard rental. As it would be my luck, there are no more.

I curse under my breath. It is just not my day today, is it?

I take a second to take a breath and work out my path. I was off again. Probably broke the TND record for the fastest sprint. It's amazing how fast you can run when your late for something. Just like how ninja fast you move when you realize you overslept on a school day.

I could feel my lungs start to tire out. I'm waiting for my Runner's High to kick in. I remember learning about in DC Psychology. It's when you body starts to tire from running, but your mind sends adrenaline and other stimulants coursing through your blood stream, that's how people run marathons. And this was a marathon.

I felt the high. The sudden burst of speed as my legs carried me faster down the hall. I could see the meeting room in the distance. I was close. Just a few more yards. I estimate about oh... About maybe 10? Possibly 12.

I didn't really care at that moment. All I had to do was get to the Conference Room that laid behind the double doors at the end of the hallway.

Almost there.

I grabbed the handle and threw open the door, panting as I entered the room. All eyes on me. I looked at my watch. 25 seconds to spare. I looked at the empty seat that rested at the end of the table. The orange chair that had black stripes decorated onto the leather. A gold plaque on the head of the chair declared the owner of it. Me. In case you haven't figured that out yet.

I watched as Fanny, Director of Decom (that's short for Decommissioning) , rose out of her seat that was next to Commander of The Arctic Training Base, Patton. I watched as from my collapsed position on my chair as she poured a glass of water into a tall glass.

She walked over to me and placed the wet glass on the space in front of me. I smiled gratefully at her as she retreated to her seat. I took a long, grateful sip of the cold water. Feeling it flow down my throat and become deposited into my stomach.

After three minutes of trying to even my breathing, I looked out upon the gathered Sector Leaders. My eyes lingered on Nigel for more than a second.

I smiled as I spoke, "Let's begin."

I really hoped you like it! I hope I haven't lost my ability to write for the KND characters. I haven't written a lot in Rachel's point of view. Only one other story really and that was in Interview With A Psycho (don't worry to those who read it. I haven't given up on it. It's just Writers Block as always. Damn annoying thing, Writers Block.

So please review and tell me what you thought about it! I would very much love to gain reviews on this story.

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~Iron Morgan