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WARNING: Spoiler alert! DON'T read if you haven't watched OPERATION:GIRLFRIEND yet. Or OPERATION INTERVIEWS.

Plus, I would like to tell you all now that some scenes might be offensive to you and so would some languages. There would be swearing and sexual implications, and perhaps character death. There would be racism, discrimination, vices and etcetc. In other words, I'm going to write (type?) this story of mine based from real life experiences and such but at the same time, keep it real to KND'S necessarily my life, but if you guys wanna share something that you think will be of great use in the story, tell me about it in your review!

Summary: Nigel's 17 and now he's back from the Galactic Kids Next Door. Will he rebuild his relationship with Lizzie? Or start a new one with Rachel who has always been there? RachelxNigelxLizzie

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He's back.

He's back and I don't know how to feel. Oh, wait. Yes, I do.

I wanna strangle him.

And that was strange. Because if I did, then wouldn't that only show that I was bitter about everything?

Oh,yes, I was the one who broke up with him. But only because I was so frustrated of our relationship—especially of me. Sure, I always yelled at him, citing his faults. In the end, it was still me. It frustrated me that I was only second place to his stupid organization.

I tried to be understanding at first, but when Nigel acted like he could get away every time, anger built up inside of me with every missed dates, every uncalled calls, and every broken promises.

Even when I knew his team mates hated me, I still stuck up my nose in the air because no matter what, I was sure they could never make me leave him. I actually thought me and Nigey would stay together and get married and get children and get old and have grandchildren.

Until a skinny less blonde nobody like her came and he practically jumped inside her car to drive off into the sunrise.

It was only three years later did I find out that her name was Rachel whatsherface.

Or something like that.

I only know her first name since her "bodyguards" kept repeating that I stay away from her when I tackled her to the ground and demanded she tell me where he was. A lot of help that gave me. Aside from getting weird weapons threatened at me, I only took one look on her face to realize that she didn't know either.

That knowledge haunted me every night.

Where the hell was he?

I've asked his parents, of course. To my astonishment, they didn't know either. They even acted like he didn't exist!

What the fuck?

Where they suggesting that he was just a figment of my imagination?

I knew better that he wasn't though.

Because my heart hurt too - too much.

And now he was back. And I'm staring at his head that was now topped with hair—rich mahogany hair, like his father's.

How in the hell did that happen?

Not only that, he grew biceps and abs (though he never exposed his stomach or upper body, I somehow know there is some fine muscle under that shirt) and he was taller now and leaner.

This wasn't the Nigel Uno I knew.

This was just some imposter who was uncharacteristically being flanked by girls, who gave them all a half-bored; half amused grin as if he knew and saw everything there was to see and know about.

But maybe he did.

So that was why I wanted to strangle him desperately.

To ask questions like,

Who the hell does he think he is?

Where the hell did he go after all these years?

What did he do?

What brought him back?

And finally,

Did he miss me?

Rachel's story

He's back.

He's back and I don't know how to feel about that.

Actually, I do. I wanna go up to him and just clap my hand across his back like I always did.

Kind of like, congratulating him on a job well done.

I pondered on this.

Of course he would've done great. He wouldn't have been picked to go join the galactic kids next door if he wasn't.

So, good job for what?

For coming back in one piece?

For coming back alive?

My eyes followed a sudden movement inside the classroom and found Lizzie Devine. And I gulped and I remembered.

I remembered how she tackled me to the ground almost 3 years ago and asked me where Nigel was. I also remembered that it was I who basically tried to comfort Nigel when she broke up with him coldly. I remembered how I got rejected.

And I remember how much that hurt.

But seeing him again, it was like that day never happened.

He changed.

I changed.

Even Lizzie changed.

He was built well, but he wasn't as muscular as Wally or numbuh four. He was leaner and taller, that was for sure. And there was this certain air around him. Oh, he has always been confident. Nigel was practically a born leader like his father, Numbuh Zero. Perhaps, with the experience he had encountered, he most probably had every right to be the way he is right now. Which was being ogled on by the girls in our class.

After all, he just basically popped out from nowhere yesterday and directly home after visiting the tree house where his team mates yells of glee and surprise were heard all throughout the neighborhood that so concerned was I from the reports I got from my fellow teens who heard their screams, I practically called every sector available that was free to go to their base and find out what the fudge was going on.

Sector V was and still is legendary, after all. To have to hear them shout like that made us panic.

Lo and behold though, it turned out that it was Nigel Uno was finally back. With thick untidy mahogany hair and emerald eyes.

I wondered what had happened to his sun glasses.

But that thought was pushed aside when another thought popped in my head as I continued to stare at the subject in question right in front of me.

Now that he was back, Was he back for good?

I watched interestedly as I saw his biceps flex and heard his husky laughter when he caught something that Hoagie tossed at him from the other side of the room.

Oh heavens, please say it is so.

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A/Note: For some reason, I kept imaging Nigel as Zac Efron, wtf. Ah well. Its really up to your imaginations anyway.

So, if you'd let me, there'll probably more Nigel in the following chapter and Sector V. It is after all about them. But mostly Nigel,lol. I wanna write about how he came back, what he's thinking, and how his life will progress from here , again, you'd let me.

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