Author's Note: So I've recently become obsessed with Agents of SHIELD. Like super obsessed. My fiance and I watched all of Season One and Two over the course of one long weekend, I've changed my computer's wallpaper to a SHIELD logo/emblem, and I've started working on several AOS fanfictions.

I also discovered a little song called "Uh-oh" sang by Chloe Wang, aka Chloe Bennett, aka the actress who plays Skye. Look it up, it's fun. And it's the perfect basis for an Agents of SHIELD fanfiction. As always, I don't own anyone/anything related to Marvel universe. Because if I did a certain someone would not be a traitor.

Set in early Season One.

Grant Ward had been her Supervising Officer, S.O. if you insisted on an acronym, for less than a week when it first happened. The lyrics popped into her head.

They weren't just any lyrics though. They were The Lyrics, capital 'T', capital 'L.' They were the ones she always knew would come back and bite her in the ass.

Lines from the song popped into her head every time they sparred. She felt all out of sorts when they were forced to touch, his body sometimes curving around hers to guide her movements. When his eyes were on her, appraising her for training purposes, it still somehow felt erotic.

But she'd been able to get the song out of her head with the simplest of solutions. She ended every day by listening to other, very loud, very different songs on repeat until the old song was pushed out and the new one stuck. And it worked.

Then her and Ward had started going all out during their sessions and all hope was lost. How was she supposed to focus when such an attractive man kept pinning her to the floor over and over again?

She wasn't surprised when, after a long day of training, the song started up back up and wouldn't stop no matter what she tried.

Her and Ward would be standing opposite Fitz and Simmons and she'd lose her train of thought.

I don't think that you know

When you're standing this close

I get dizzy

Falling for you baby

When they had a game night, just the youngsters on the team, she'd been extraordinarily inappropriate, practically channeling the song.

I can't concentrate

While you're messing with my brain

I can't think straight

Make me want to misbehave

And it got so bad that, one night, Ward had to pull her off to the side after a mission debriefing and ask what was wrong with her because she'd been too smiley and sarcastic when everyone else had been horrified at the scenario Coulson had presented. Ward thought she was cracking up and wouldn't be able to handle the mission, never knowing he was the reason she was acting so crazy.

You make me delirious, uh-oh

Can't be serious

No I can't keep a straight face

She didn't even notice when she started singing the words out loud when she thought she was alone.

At first Skye thought the music was in her head like it had been for weeks but then she neared the stairs down to the lab and it got louder. The music was very real. She wasn't imagining it.

With a big sigh she made her way down the stairs and saw everyone staring at the large screen.

Seeing it again was worse than she'd imagined. The outfits, the dance moves, the syrupy girly girl lyrics.

She bit her lip and let herself into the lab, the whoosh of the doors an effective announcement of her presence.

Everyone turned to look at her and she noticed that only Ward, Fitz, and Simmons looked shocked. Clearly Coulson and May had already known her deep dark secret.

Skye took a deep breath. She had a lot to own up to, like how part of the reason she'd accepted the job was to find her parents and her compromising feelings for Ward, so she figured she may as well own up to something.

"So yeah. I used to be a pop star in China."