A/N: I own nothing except for Numbuh 7... But that's kinda predicable... xD

Operation:

C. an

R. eally

U. seless

S. ecrets

H. urt

Sara woke up from her sleep after her alarm clock went off. She sat up and groaned. She dreaded school more than some of the missions Moon Base sends her on. She rolled over and fell on the floor. "Ugh!" she groaned as she rubbed the back of her head.

She walked to her closet and put on a pair of jeans along with a short sleeve, red shirt. Her usual outfit. She glanced at the mirror she installed in the door and looked herself over. Her black hair was in its place, straight and out of her face. Her bright, blue eyes, in contrast to her pale skin, made her always appear tired.

She nodded to her reflection and made her way to her school. Skipping to the seventh grade gave her an advantage that some Kids Next Door operatives didn't have because she went to school with the teenagers. It was hard enough having to be constantly reminded that this was her final year, but she had to watch those stupid teenagers.

What was worse was the fact that Chad was in her class. She cursed her intelligence under her breath. The traitor always hung off her back like a lost puppy. He was always making comments to her, teasing her. It was enough to make her go insane.

Her sector wasn't a problem, though. In fact, they were like family, they kept her sane. She lived in the sector V tree house, though technically, she wasn't part of the team. She only resided there. Her missions came directly from moon base. So she was constantly on a missions by herself. It was a rare thing to have her work with her sector, though she knew they really didn't need her help.

She grinned as she saw two of her 'teammates' walking together. She made her way over to them with a wave. "Hey guys. What's up?"

Kuki Sanban giggled, "Hi Numbuh 7!" she said with a bright voice.

Wallabee Beatles grunted a 'hello' as she started to walk in step with them.

Sara smiled. "What's up your tush this morning, Numbuh 4?"

He gave a slight growl as he replied, "My parents are giving me more chores."

Kuki gave a pouting face, "It's okay Numbuh 4! You'll be fine!" she said, trying to cheer him up.

"You're lucky, Numbuh 7! You don't have to do any chores!" Wallabee complained.

Sara giggled, "That's not true. I'm about the only one that bothers to clean up the tree house."

He gasped. "That's you? I thought it was some sort of ghost or robot parent or something!"

Sara rolled her eyes and slapped her forehead. "You and your ideas..." she chuckled.

Soon the three were standing in front of the gates to the Elementary School. Sara smirked, "See you after school, you guys!" she called as they walked to the doors.

They waved before running for the bell. Sara walked off towards her own school. It was just ten more blocks.

As she was rounding a corner, she felt eyes on her. Ignoring it, she kept walking. Within a few seconds she heard the voice she heard everyday. "SARA!" Chad Dickson called.

Sara groaned. She wished he would leave her alone. But no. That would be too easy. That would be giving the girl a break. We wouldn't want to do something like that now would we?

She turned around with a growl, "What do you want, Dickson?" she managed to say without snapping on the teen. He was dismounting his bike. Thankfully it wasn't armored at the moment.

"You wanna walk the rest of the way to school together?" he asked as he jogged up to her, bike in hand and a grin on his face. He was dressed in his usual football uniform. No Bra today. The thought made her smirk inwardly.

She wanted to gag, but held it in. Sooner or later she would forget all about him. That would be lovely, although she had a strange feeling that she didn't want to forget the traitor. "You're going to follow me regardless of my answer...Aren't you?" she said with an uninterested tone in her voice.

She heard the teen chuckle. "You could say that..."

"Then I guess it's fine." she sighed.

Chad staggered up beside her and for a few moments it was quiet. They just walked ahead like they didn't even realize they were next to each other. It was actually quite nice. Sara looked down at her watch. Her stomach dropped when she saw that she was running late.

"Crud..." she cursed under her breath, speeding up to a brisk walk.

"What's wrong?" Chad asked, a bit of cockiness in his voice.

"Nothing."

"Liar."

"Fine. We're almost late for school." she stated bitterly. How was she this late? Usually by this time she would be in her desk, waiting for the teacher to get into the classroom. Someone must have set her alarm late. She thought for a few moments about who would be so stupid as to do such a thing when she heard Chad pipe up again.

"I can give you a ride. If you want. We're still a few blocks away, there's no way you'll make it by just walking." he said. His voice was sort of quiet, almost shy.

It was the truth. She knew he wasn't lying. Getting a ride would probably mean that she might be able to gather her things out of her locker and run to class before the bell rang. She wished this offer wasn't from someone like him, but she bit her lip before replying.

"Please?" she asked, looking at him again.

This was not a good place to be. The smirk that Chad gave her creeped her out just as much as a spider would.

"Alright. Hop on." he said, the smirk never leaving his face.

Sara was glad that there were pegs on the back of his bike because there was no way she was going to, willingly get on his handlebars like some love-warn teen. She waited for him to mount the bike before getting on. She lightly placed her hand on his shoulders, almost scared to even touch him.

He kicked his kickstand, hard and the armor sealed them inside the strange vehicle. His handlebars turned into a keypad and he was already starting the engine.

She gulped and tightened her grip on his shoulders. They were soft and warm. She had always thought he would be stiff because of all the fights he's in. Her face turned a pale pink.

She heard the teen chuckle. Like he was amused that the ride frightened her. She was about to snap at him when there was a slight bump. She instinctively threw her arms around his neck, holding on.

"Calm down. It was just a rock. Don't tell me your scared that we'll crash..." he said, amusement in his voice.

Sara blushed. "N-no..." she said timidly.

In truth she was only scared of the speed they were going. It was quite shocking.

"Right. Then tell me why your holding on to me like that?" he challenged. "Is it that you're finally giving into my charm?" he asked.

Sara scoffed and let go of him completely. "Like that will ever happen. I don't see how any girl would give in to you." she said, disgusted.

She saw Chad stiffen. "Ouch." he said in a joking tone, although she knew she hurt him more than he showed.

Her heart slightly sunk. She tensed up slightly as she realized it. She couldn't feel like that for this traitor. She refused to let herself fell anything for him.

Another bump in the road sent her arms around his neck again, this time a whimper escaped her lips. She cursed herself for her fear, but she did not release the boy.

Within a few more seconds they arrived at the Middle School. No one was outside. Were they late after all? Chad slowed to a halt at the bike rack. She let him go as the metal casing receded. She took a step away from him and stood there awkwardly.

He turned back around from locking his bike. He looked shocked to see her still standing there. Did he think she was just going to walk of without even saying a "Thank you"? He gave her another grin before striding over to her, closing the space between the two.

"What...What are you doing?" she stuttered, her eyes widening.

"Collecting payment for the ride. Nothing in life is free, ya know." he said with a strangely seductive tone in his voice.

She was about to say something else but she was instantly shushed when Chad pressed his lips to hers. Her mind went blank and she felt a shock in her body. A good shock. That scared her. She tried to pull away from him, but he snaked his arms around her waist, trapping her. The same shock that terrified her somehow took control of her body, because the next thing she knew, her arms were around his neck and her eyes shut.

A few moments passed and he pulled away. His hands remained around her, making sure she couldn't run away. He smiled, not smirked or plastered on a sadistic grin, but smiled. Sara's breath was shallow and uneven. Every thought imaginable crossed her mind. She was so confused.

She dropped her hands from his neck and looked away.

"Now what's wrong?" he asked.

"Let me go." she pleaded, a crack in her voice.

He dropped his arms, almost reluctantly. She took a step back, her gaze on her feet. "Thank you for the ride." she said softly before running away. Away from school. Away from him. She didn't know where she was going but she needed to get away.

A/N: Oh noes~! Poor Sara, completely confused. Reviews are always nice~! 3