(Author's Note: Sorry if this story is a little bad, especially at the beginning. This is my first story ever, and I'm only 14. Please review my stories and PM if you want more stories, or if you have any changes for me to make. I'm very strange, but I only will write CyberChase stories, and my favorite ships are Matt/Inez and Slider/Jackie. But it's mostly Matt/Inez. I will only read and write one-shots if I am bored. I'm a guy, so if the Inez and Jackie parts come out bad, just tell me and I'll try to fix it and/or make it better. Just so you know, I check my account every one or two days, so I'll see what you say. Thanks! Based on one or two comments, I've improved it a tiny, little, itty bit. PLEASE REVIEW AND PM ME IF YOU WANT A NEW CHAPTER OR IF YOU WANT ME TO FIX SOMETHING! That includes if you think the story is too mushy, or if you want more romance or action. I'll try to not put more than 2 chapters of romance, or more than 3 chapters of action in a row. Please tell me if you want more romance, or, if it is too mushy. I love suggestions, so send me some if you any.)
Matt didn't feel like doing much today; he was tired, and sad, after the Cybersquad's mission. The Cybersquad was made up of red-haired 13-year old Matt, and his two best friends: African-American 13-year old Jackie, and Hispanic 11-year old Inez. Apart from being middle schoolers, they had an important job: keeping cyberspace safe from "The" Hacker and all the other bad guys, like Wicked.
Even though Matt knew that he was supposed to be joking all the time, he wasn't in the mood for that right now. He was just distracted, replaying the scene in his head over and over:
Slider walked over, saying hello to the Cybersquad.
"Hey, Matt. Hi there, Jackie; what's up, Nezzie?"
Inez just blushed, giggled, and shook her head, her brown shoulder-length hair half covering her head.
"Hi, Slider!" piped up Jackie, also looking embarrassed and happy that Slider was there.
Matt could barely keep a civil tongue in his head; he was burning with hatred and jealousy towards Slider. Imagine Inez letting him call her Nezzie, when sometimes he (Matt) would get yelled at, "Don't call me Nezzie!" even before he finished saying the nickname.
"Hello, Slider," said Matt through gritted teeth. He felt as if his teeth would be pushed into his gums with the amount of pressure he was putting on them. Imagine Inez, who seemed almost as emotionless, and intelligent, as a Vulcan (most of the time), blushing and giggling like a little girl. All Matt could think about was her face, even−no, especially−half covered with that chocolatey-brown hair was so beautifu−'Cut that out!' he said to himself, 'She's my friend, I can't think about her like that! What would she say if she heard me?!'
"Right, Matt?" said Inez, snapping him out of his flashback.
"Huh, what's that you said?" Matt responded, his face red as he reviewed his last thoughts about Inez.
"I said: 'right, Matt?'" Inez responded, slightly annoyed at his lack of attention.
"I heard that; I didn't hear what you were saying before that, Nezzie," said Matt.
"Don't call me Nezzie, Matthew!" yelled Inez.
Jackie chose now to interrupt their conversation/argument:
"Daydreaming about someone special?" she prodded, knowing full well the answer to the question, and who that "someone special" was.
"No, Jackie! I was just, uh, um," Matt stuttered, "I was relaxing! That's what I was doing, yeah, relaxing." he continued unconvincingly.
Inez felt herself getting fluttery inside. She didn't know what it was, but she knew she didn't like it. She decided to change the subject, so she asked, "What should we do now? I'm getting kind of bored."
Jackie shot Inez a knowing glance, but Inez didn't notice it. So Jackie answered, "Let's go to my house, I have tons of movies."
Matt, seeing his opportunity to make them forget about his blunder, answered quickly, "Yeah, that's a great idea!"
On the way to Jackie's house he continued with his reflections about Slider. 'He's perfect to Ine−I mean, the girls, with his skateboarding abilities and his laid-back attitude. I just wish I was more like him.'
Matt didn't want to think about it anymore, so he tried to do the one thing that always made him happier, teasing Inez.
As they entered Jackie's house he asked:
"Hey, Nezzie, what type of movie do you want to watch?"
"Don't call me Nezzie, Matthew!" yelled Inez for what seemed like the 497th time.
Jackie laughed to herself as they started a tickle fight on the couch, with both of them giggling uncontrollably as they couldn't escape from each other's hands. Jackie pretended to read the back of a DVD while she watched them out of the corner of her eye. Matt was stronger, but he was also more ticklish. Inez was smaller and tried to squirm away. By accident, Matt pushed Inez's glasses off her face and onto the ground. However, they didn't break.
Matt finally won, with him squarely on top of Inez. Their faces were so close, their noses were practically touching. Matt thought, 'Her eyes just seemed like they were made of chocolate. But they could be piercing, too, when she got mad. They're just so amazing.' He stopped himself before he got any further, and was yelling in his head, 'This is wrong!' but he couldn't deny that he didn't want to stop.
Inez had similar thoughts, as she noticed how strong he was, how cute he was when was laughi−wait, cute?!
Matt and Inez both got red as they were in this position, and hurried to sit down on opposite ends of the couch before Jackie noticed them. Inez, in her hurry, didn't even notice that her glasses were still on the ground.
Jackie, who had watched the whole thing, said in her mind, "It'll happen soon, very soon, I think."
"Okay, kids, how does 'A Kiss to Die For' sound?" Jackie said, pretending not to have noticed what just happened.
Matt, still red, got even redder when he noticed that the movie was a romance movie, so he called out to Jackie, "Romance movie, again? Let's watch an action movie."
Inez, who agreed, especially after the moment, said, "Matt's right, let's watch something different, maybe one about technology."
Jackie said, "Fine, but next time, we're watching romance, whether or not you like it." Jackie pretended to just now notice Inez's lack of glasses, "Hey, Nezzie, why are your glasses on the floor?"
Inez mumbled, "No reason."
As Inez picked up the glasses, both she and Matt got red, remembering the tickle fight.
Matt thought, "How come everyone but me can call her Nezzie?"
As the kids chose the movie, someone in Cyberspace was coming up with a sinister plan.
Hacker sat, defeated again, in his chair, sighing and groaning about the Earthlings. "Oh, it's no use! They've defeated me for the final time, this is the end of poor Hacker."
Hacker's useless robot helpers, Buzz and Delete, tried to console him: "Boss, I'm sure you've got another grand scheme of yours to rule Cyberspace. Don't tell me you're out of ideas. You know what, boss, let's get somebody to help, how about Wicked?"
Hacker groaned, "It'll never work now, she doesn't love me anymore. Hell has no fury like a woman scorned."
Delete said, "Well, what about that one kid, Lead, or something like that. Didn't he get almost all of the team turned into mini-Hackers?"
Hacker brightened and grinned a grin of pure evil and self-assuredness. "Of course, Ledge! I knew he'd be useful again. I'll get him back on my side, after all, it's me or the Earth brats. I know he'll never turn to them."
Buzz asked, "But Boss, isn't Ledge your arch-nemesis or something like that?"
Hacker leered, "That's the beauty of it, he'll want revenge so much, he won't care how much he dislikes me. No one else is as evil as I am, at least not by themselves, he'll practically be forced to joined me. It's perfect, foolproof! Finally, I will get rid of the Earth brats and get to control Cyberspace!" Hacker cackled like a madman, until his crazed laughter filled the entire Grim Wreaker.