The ringing of the school bell brought Wally Beatles out of his trance, grinning the teen packed up his things, before logging off and hurriedly walking out of the door.

"BEATLES!" there was a roar that made him stop in his tracks, he was rooted to the spot, something very large and very angry was coming down the corridor towards him.

"Crud," he turned to see the furious face of his football coach.

"WHERE THE HELL WHERE YOU!!" the man bellowed, almost spitting in his face.

"I, er, was," Wally stuttered.

"DO YOU WANT THIRTY LAPS AROUND THE PITCH?"

"But sir!" Wally protested. "Kyle ain't left yet."

"Presly, has been on the grounds for the last half hour –"

"But –"

"Wally," Kuki's voice sounded like a saviour, "Could you tell me the way to the head's office. I think I left something there."

Mr Johnson could see she was new, so let the lad speak.

Wally blushed furiously, "Yeah it's down roight, you've gotta go up a coupla flights of stairs and it's the first door on yer left,"

"Thanks Wally!" Kuki replied, seemingly clueless to the death glare that his P.E teacher was giving her, for interrupting.

"Don't matter," Abby popped up behind the group, "Abby will take her, you go to your training Wal's,"

Wally rolled his eyes at the pet name that Abby had given him. Dejectedly Wally followed his P.E teacher down the school corridor; teens let them pass after watching the confusing spectacle.

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"What kept ya?" Wally's best mate asked as they jogged around the pitch for the tenth time.

"Nothin'," he replied casually, a few strides ahead of his teammate.

"Beetles, Smith! No talkin' otherwise another lap!" Wally groaned at his evil P.E teacher. As they finished the lap the other boys had already started the warm ups with the balls. "Grab a ball and get movin'!" the teacher bellowed.

"Alrigh' don't needa shout," Wally muttered, as his mate Jack grabbed a ball and threw it to him, putting a little bit of spin into it. The sun was starting to set and he knew that they wouldn't be out on the pitch for very long.

"Ya see that new girl?" he heard Martin say. "See was real cute. Had a nice pair of legs on her to," Wally gritted his teeth and threw the ball back to his mate with extra power. "And a nice ass."

"Yeah," his other friend grinned, "Wally was really gettin' ta grips with her… If ya know what I mean…"

Wally growled, trying to ignore Kyle. He caught the ball, still thinking desperately about what was happening. The Auzzi was about to throw it back, but realized Jack had gone, looking around he saw that they were having a tactics discussion, dropping the ball he sprinted off towards the small group.

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"Hey Kuki!" Kuki turned as she saw the black girl running towards her, grinning. "You mind if Abby walks home with ya?" Kuki smiled and shook her head.

"Yah I'm fine with that," they started to walked out together through the main school doors, Abby suddenly stopped at the top of the steps, and lent against the column, sticking her fingers in her black belt loops, still grinning, Kuki perched on the stone rail running down them, holding her books to her chest. "Who we waiting for?"

"Just some friends, think they'd like to meet you," Abby explained, her amber eyes met Kuki's purple ones, "Though Abby's sure that she's met Kuki before,"

Kuki shrugged, "Yah, you look kinda familiar –" Their conversation was cut off by a hum and cough of an engine. Both girls turned to see a very good-looking sixteen-year-old in a leather jacket, and beige combats. An old pair of flight goggles were perched on a mop of uncontrollable brown hair, and he grinned at Abby. The bike was a Harley-Davidson, two sliver exhausts gleamed in the afternoon sunlight and the black bike reflected the entrance to the school.

"Hoagie!" Abby ran and hugged the rider, Kuki's jaw dropped, that was Hoagie? He actually looked great, even on the borderlines of hot. The pair pulled away, and Hoagie pulled his goggles to his forehead, and he held out a hand.

"Hoagie P. Gillian," he introduced. Kuki took the hand and shook lightly.

"Kuki Sanban," she replied casually, trying not to look at the abs that where obviously rippling underneath the nike blue shirt. "Sorry are you two –?"

"Nah," Hoagie grinned, showing pearly white teeth, "She's to good for me, Nige would kill me if I dated Abby," Abby punched him playfully on the shoulder.

"I wouldn't beet up ma boyfriend if I where you," a slightly Irish burr rolled over Kuki's shoulder, she turned to see a tall, slightly pale faced, baby blue eyed, auburn haired girl. She was wearing loose white trousers, and a dark black top with the label Pineapple scrawled across it. Kuki noticed that Hoagies eyes lit up as soon as he saw her.

"Fanny!" he grinned, and the other teen hugged him. "Hey, good lookin' what ya got cookin'?" he quoted; giving his girlfriend a soft and chase peck on the lips.

"Can't you two keep your hands off each other for more than a day at a time?" Nigel asked as he walked down the steps, his black rucksack hanging over his shoulder, and sunglasses on the edge of his nose.

The two lovers parted. "It's not my fault that I find Fanny absolutely irresistible," Hoagie replied, Fanny nudged his shoulder rolling her eyes, but heating up all the same.

"Just 'cause he's jealous," another female voice came up behind him, Kuki recognised her as Rachel, the old numbah 362, the girl hadn't changed much, apart from her blond hair was cut and styled into spikes, with faint streaks of red, a black hoodie was tied around her waist.

"Nah," she replied, "Nigel's just complaining because he can't get a lift from Wally tonight,"

"Oh yeah and I absolutely adore exercise…" Nigel murmured.

"Well we'd better be off!" Hoagie replied, as Fanny slipped on her black helmet. "We've got things to do!" Fanny whacked his shoulder playfully, Hoagie grinned and revved up the engine, both of them roaring out of the school gates, wolf-whistles and cattle-calls following them.

"I'll walk home with you girls tonight?" Nigel asked casually as they made their way down the steps. Abby nudged his shoulder.

"You always walk home with Abby very Wednesday, genius," Kuki followed behind as they made their way out of the school grounds, but someone grabbed her arm, it was Rachel. Kuki tried not to roll her eyes.

"What do you want Rachel-san?" she asked irritedly.

"Don't forget your part of the mission, we don't want any mistakes," Kuki sighed. "Ya Numbuh 362," she was about to pull away, but Rachel still had a firm grip on her arm. "We want you at the base tonight we've got some more information about You-Know-Who." Kuki realised the seriousness of it then and nodded.

"Sure thing 362," she replied.

"Good Numbah Three. We're counting on you, and don't make any mistakes that you can't take back." Kuki raised her eyebrows.

"Like what?"

"Falling –" Rachel was cut off by Abby's iterated call. "C'mon Kuki! Some of us have places to go!"

"Kay!" she replied, and then in a lower voice, "See you tonight Numbah 362," Kuki ran off to Nigel and Abby.

Sorry if the chapter is to long or whatever, or the details aren't right, as I explained before I haven't really wathced any of the shows, so if it's getting to corny just tell me.

I also don't know how I'm getting on with all the bits about school and stuff, the only thing that I know about really from musicals, films and T.V shows set around High Schools are that they play different sports to us English, such as Lacross and Football (American version) so please don't kill me if I get anything wrong. Also football will be one of the main events in this Fanfiction, so I need all the help I can get with the background info, iether in reviews or in emails.

Sorry for longwinded authors note, people say that I have Nigel out of character, is that a bad or a good thing?? I'm not to sure...

Thanks LostLyra.

Chapter 3

"Thanks guys!" the bubbly black haired girl called as she opened her front gate to her house. Abby noticed it was a rather large five bedroom detached house, probably with a front and back garden. A proud looking sliver sleek Saab was parked on the drive. Both waved as she entered her house, shutting the door behind her.

They started to walk again, but almost instantly turned into uncomfortable silence. Each time either of them opened their mouths they shut them again, blushed and looked away. Nigel stuffed his hands in his pockets.