Disclaimer: I do not own the KND. However, that doesn't mean that I don't want to… I only own the temporary character in this chapter.

Hello, everyone! And sorry. I know I said I would post this particular chapter on Sunday, but I wasn't feeling very well. I'm still not feeling well, actually. Also, I had a power outage. The strange part was there was nothing to cause it. It's weird, but true. I guess that someone must have run into a power line. Really hard. But there wasn't anything about an accident on the news. In this story, you will see things like "first year student". I know that this means freshman, but I heard a story recently on the news that people (girls mostly) are getting offended by the gender implication in "freshmen". So, those places where it was complained about are now calling them first year students, ect. I just thought it would be fun to be "correct" as well. I hope you don't mind. Anyway, let's get on with the story:

Operation: F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Friends

Re-unite

Inwardly

Eliminating

Nagging

Disturbing

Suspense

Gallagher High School

11-1-10 0800 Hours (8:00 AM)

Nigel Uno looked up at the building in front of him. It was a building, not unlike any other. The only thing that set it apart was the teenagers streaming in. Or rather, hanging outside in packs, talking with each other.

"I've been going here for a year now. Why do I feel so… nervous?" He wondered aloud. He could answer his own question. He knew full well why he was nervous. It was the others who went to this school.

There were 7 others. All of them had seen each other, even said hello at times, even to him. But they never knew their connections with each other. Nigel walked up to the school. He didn't want to come here, knowing what he did. But he didn't have much of a choice. He would have to go through another year of torture, then two more. Being a second year student had its drawbacks.

Nigel opened the doors, and walked to the gym. They were handing out schedules to each of the students. With any luck, he wouldn't have to see his friends most of the time. It was too painful. There were 3 tables in the gym. They had the students' schedules, and were organized by the first letter of the last name of each student. Nigel went over to the table labeled S-Z. He picked out his schedule from the stack.

"First class, math, room 104. Second class, language arts, room 261. Third class, science, room…"

Nigel looked at the box where the room number of the class was supposed to be. All he saw was an asterisk. He looked at the bottom of the paper. Sure enough, there was a message in small print.

"Due to some accidents from last year, the science labs will not be available. Instead, all science classes will be held outside, where chemicals will not harm the building. Or blow it up."

Nigel remembered back to the accident last year. Hoagie had been in the same class as him, and had accidently put more chemicals into a solution than necessary. The end result was a room without a roof, and several students with black clothing. Nigel smiled at the memory. Hoagie wasn't normally that clumsy. But he had been working with Abby. Those two were really shy and oblivious, at least on the outside. But Nigel knew better. He knew what they thought inside, even though they would never admit it themselves. It had been the same since they were kids.

"Fourth class, lunch. Fifth class, P.E., in the gym."

Nigel headed off to his class, always one to be early. He still had a half hour before class started, but that didn't matter to him. What was he going to do, talk to his friends? They weren't here yet. And his other "friends" didn't really know him. He just said hi to them. He was considered a member of the popular group, which Abby and Rachel were a part of. Other than that, it was just hellos here and there.

As Nigel walked to room 104, he heard a voice, one that was familiar, and yet strange at the same time. It sounded like the girl who was speaking was afraid and in trouble.

"Please don't take my lunch. It's the only thing I have to eat."

Nigel tried to locate the voice. He hated it when people were bullied.

"Well, that's too bad, girlie. You're a first year student. I'm a fourth year student. That makes me able to do whatever I want."

Nigel rounded the corner to see a girl, about 14 years old, blond hair with pigtails, having her lunch stolen by a guy, 17, who looked like he could plow through a football team and come out smiling. If he could smile, that is. Those muscles didn't look like they would work. Nigel decided to intervene, because he recognized them both right off.

"Leave her alone, Butch." He said. Butch looked over to Nigel.

"Well, looks like Nigel Uno wants to play, too." He turned away from the girl.

"Just you keep out of this, Nigel. Unless you want to end up in a locker." Butch turned back to the girl. "Now, where were we?"

"I said leave her alone, Butch."

Butch turned back to Nigel.

"Or what?"

"I'll stop you."

Butch laughed. "What makes you think you can stop me?"

"Lots of things, the least of which is that you're not very smart."

"You're going to pay for that, Uno!" Butch said, as he prepared to fight Nigel.

Now, over the course of his life, Nigel had fought many people who were bigger and stronger than him. Butch was about to be one of those people. Nigel may not have been as strong as Butch, but what he had was agility and experience. He used this to his advantage.

Butch charged Nigel, who was quick to avoid him. Nigel turned and kicked Butch with the heel of his boot, driving it into the small of Butch's back. Butch howled and spun around at Nigel. He tried to punch Nigel, but Nigel ducked out of the way, letting Butch's fist slam into the lockers, full force. Nigel then punched Butch, landing a solid blow to the bully's jaw. Butch didn't like that very much, and tried to grab Nigel, but Nigel was too fast. Instead, Nigel scooted out of the way and clapped the bully's temples, rendering Butch unconscious. He fell onto the floor.

"Are you alright?" Nigel asked, turning to the girl. She looked scared, but unhurt.

"I-I'm fine. I just…" She trailed off.

"It's alright."

"How did you do that? You took him down like he was nothing!"

"Uh… I just did. I don't know how."

"Well, thank you."

"Did he take your lunch?" Nigel asked her. She held up a brown bag.

"Nope, I still have it. Hey, I'm new to the school. Who are you?"

"I am Nigel Uno."

"Well, thank you, Nigel. I owe you one."

"Don't bother. Just make sure that if people try to bully you again, you come and tell me, alright?"

"Alright, but what if I can't find you?"

"I'm pretty well known, so if you ever need me, just ask around."

"Ok. I have to get to class now. I'll see you later!"

The girl began to walk off.

"Oh, by the way, Nigel, my name is Sonya." The girl walked off to class.

"I know." Nigel muttered under his breath. Then, he continued on to math class.

Well, that marks the end of chapter 1. I hope you all like it. I know that the little bullying situation is kind of an old one, but I didn't know what else to make it. Also, it still goes on. I know it does because I saw it recently, as the exact same situation. I HATE bullying, so I try and help those being bullied. Not that hard since I'm usually a foot taller than the bullies here at my school. And even when I'm not, the bullies are not ones to pick fights with people who could beat them. Which I usually can. Don't get me wrong, I don't throw my weight around. But I hate it when people are being bullies. Please try to stop this in your life, whether for others or yourself. A tip: bullies don't stand up to those who stand up for themselves. At least most of the time. There are some instances where they do. Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter. I said that already, didn't I? Now I'm repeating myself like a madman. Oh, well. See you next time!

-Portertrain9