A/N In the process of rewriting my stories to look for grammar mistakes.

Chapter 1

Lilo's POV
To say I was excited was an understatment, I was ecstatic. A few weeks ago we were told that a new student was transferring to our school this semester. Merdal was also excited, but not for the same reason I was. She was excited because it just meant another follower for her. I was excited because it might mean another friend.

I stand in front of the mirror, and stare at my reflection. Stitch is also staring, and like always, we laugh. Why do I have to look so much like Nani? all I need is her old crop tops and jeans to complete the image. I look over at Stitch curled up on his bed. We have been through so much since we first met. From getting abducted by Gantu to freeing his cousins and finding all 625 of them homes to belong to. At first he would just stay home, but I started to bring him to school with me so that afterwards we could visit his Ohana.

I want the new student to like me, but I don't want to hide anything. I want them to like me for who I am, and That includes my Ohana. So do I bring him today, or wait a few days.

"Stitch, what should I do?" I look at his reflection in the mirror, and wait for him to reply.

"Lilo do, what Lilo want." His answer is short and sweet, just like always. I sigh and continue to worry.

We head downstairs for breakfast, and find Pleakly making it, Jumba is reading the newspaper, and Nani and David are talking about what else to get. Stitch and I sit and wait for breakfast to be served.

When I look across the table at Nani and David, I can't help but smile at their wedding bands. I continue my gaze on Nani, and my smile widens when I see her protruding stomach with the promise of new life. My Ohana just gets bigger every year, and I like it!

I avert my gaze down at the plate of eggs, bacon, and toast... When did that get there? I don't think about it, and just start eating while listening to the conversation.

"David, I'm just worried that we're forgetting something important."

"Don't worry Nani, we have all of the important stuff. We'll worry about the rest when we get there." David tries to pacify my sister, but I don't think it is working.

"But I'm worrying about it now. Like what if they don't like me? What if I mess up and they end up like Lilo?"

I choke on my food with a startled "HEY!" Did my thoughts sound like that upstairs?

Everyone is laughing while Stitch rubs my back to help clear my airways. All the while chuckling himself.

Once things have settled down I mumble "what is that supposed to mean?"

"Well let's recall all of the things you did as a kid, shall we?" Nani begins, and I can't help but feel a lecture coming on.

"First, your personality and theories were wild. Second, we went to adopt a dog and got an alien instead, who later became like a brother to you. Las-"

"Are you done yet? I still have to go to school, you know." I interrupt her triad, and she stares.

I normally don't like to go to school, and someone usually has to drag me out of bed just to go. Even then I don't put alot of effort into my appearance, but today is different. I woke up early, and took care of my appearance. Taking note of my clean denim shorts, my classic red mumu shirt with white leaves, and navy blue sandals. I even straightened my hair when normally only a brush goes through it.

She smiles like I did when I introduced a cousin to their new home.

"Oh I see, trying to get a new friend today?"

"That's right, there's a new kid is coming today isn't there?" David states also taking note of my appearance.

" Yes, now if you don't mind, I have somewhere to be." I pick up my backpack and head for the door. I look back around. "Stitch, aren't you coming?" At that he gets up, grabs his bag, and together we head out the door. After all, if I'm going to make an impression, might as well make it a true one.

Zak's POV
It took a lot of persuading, but finally they agreed. At the beginning of the new year, for the next semester, I will be going to be a high school student.

I never saw the point in school, and I started neglecting it after the whole Argost thing. From him taking Zak Monday's powers, to trying to take over the world, then stealing my powers, and exploding due to the positive and negative energies. I think we deserved a break. At first they were against it, saying secret scientist never take breaks.

So there I was continuing my sixth grade studies when I stopped doing it, except the languages, I still needed those. Mom and dad started to question me about my slipping grades, and I told them that I didn't see the point of it anymore. I was just going to continue their work anyway.

They stopped questioning it after awhile which was good. Then something else began to worry them, the nightmares I stayed to get. They were just like the visions Tsul 'Kalu gave me, which was confusing. The powers were gone, have been for a few years, why would I have nightmares like that?

We got our answer a few days later sometime in the night.

It was late and I woke up in a cold sweat. Fisk was out enjoying the night leaving me alone in a room that seemed to be closing in with each breath. Needing to calm down I go to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I looked up at the mirror above the sink and scream.

My family rushes in to see what happened, and find me on the ground, starring at the mirror in fear.

" Zak, what happened? What's wrong?" I avert my gaze from the mirror to see my dad kneeling by my side. He begins to look me over for injuries, but once he sees my eyes the shock is immediate.

My once dark chocolate, brown eyes are now a bright orange. The same color as the glow they would emit when the powers were activated.

I feel mom kneels down next to me , and she envelops me in a hug. I lean against her to seek further comfort.

The exhaustion begins to catch up with me, but I still hear the words of comfort from mom, "It's okay Zak, we'll figure this out. Nothing will happen." She continues to whisper these even as I fall asleep in her arms.

As time goes by the powers starts rearing its ugly head. First it was the color of my eyes changing to the bright orange, never to return to the color they ones were, then the glow started to blink on & off when nothing was going on.

The next thing I know mom and dad say I'm going to school the beginning of next semester, and we are going to relax for awhile. I ask where, and they tell me Hawaii.

So here I am, outside of the school, way too early in the morning for others to arrive. I am probably freaking out as bad as when I first found out I was Kur. If this is how my life ends, let me at least pass the ninth grade.