A/N: Thanks guys for the reviews! I promise I'll try and work on my writing skills, which I lack. …;.;

Ehh, enjoy this, I guess. If it gets weird, that's because I'm working on this chapter over the coarse of two days.

PS, Angie is on 363's team. Since his team isn't that important in the series, I thought I'd be okay if I did this….sorry if you dun like it Mr. W! D8 (Nick's also on the team)

Think about it, dear. IF I OWNED KND, WOULD IT BE FANFICTON?

The girlfriend

And the brother

It became later than before. The usually bright and colorful plants and shrubs and whatnot were now in different shades of black. The form of the two story Victorian style home (Don't kill me if that's not the right style. Meh), usually a dark blue, was now a very dark navy, and only one light remained on in the home; in the window of Harvey McKenzie.

"Yea, Lizzie." He said into the receiver, laying across his large bed. His families welfare showed in the house, even if the kids didn't quite take kindly to their wealth their parents could fill three grand canyons with their pride. He played with the pillow, a dark white color with absolutely no other schemes.

"It's about Nigel Uno." he said. He could hear the girl sit up in her bed.

"What about him?" She asked, her voice stressing the last part. Harvey smiled. He then grabbed his plan. It was going all too well.

"I think that I know someone else interested in him." he said, smiling. His two buck teeth stuck out from under his lips. He had to block his ears for the next statement from Lizzie.

"WHAT? WHO?" He heard.

"I'll email you my address. Come over and I'll tell you. Numbuh 363, OUT." he said, giving his code number. He then, after hanging up, walked over to his computer desk.

"OW" he yelled, stubbing his poor toe on the desk. He mumbled something about desks and idiots and not touching him, then sat down and went onto his email, quickly sending it to Lizzie's email. He smirked.

"Ha. I win, Nigel Uno." he hissed, as the monitor turned to black. He got up.

"OW AHHHHHH" He said, tripping on his bed and landing on it.

"Gotta fix that stuuupid problem." he mumbled, before falling asleep.

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Harvey stretched. He slowly got up, rubbing his tired eyes, and looking around. It was now dawn, and the light managed to shine in. It fell on the small, tan colored rug in the center of Harvey's room, and bounced off the dark cherry computer desk, to his blue bed, and onto the boy himself, now slowly unbuttoning his shirt and shaking his head.

"H.A.R.V.E.YYYYYY" A sudden, hyper voice said from the doorway. At first, Harvey was frozen in fear. But when he turned around, he immediately got his temper on.

"ANGIE, I'M GETTING DRESSED! GET OUT!" He yelled, his cheeks pinkeining. I mean, wouldn't YOU be embarrassed if a girl (or, if you are a girl, boy), walked into your room while YOU were getting dressed.

Angie giggled, then shut the door.

"Sorrrrrrrry Harveyyyyyyyyy" She said, leaning on the door.

"Ahhhh." Harvey said, rolling his eyes. 'It's OK, I guess." he said, grabbing his maroon sweatshirt and placing it on instead of his pajama top.

Angie smiled and looked around. It was such a pretty house; she wanted to live here. It would be fun to just run around endlessly, you could get lost here. She spun around. The walls were pure white, and the floor was beige. A red carpet, almost like Hollywood, was down the pat perfectly straight. She skipped down and turned to the stairs walking down.

"Angieeeeee?" Harvey asked, opening the door. He was now dressed in the same maroon sweatshirt, with a pair of navy blue jeans, sneakers, and socks under. He looked around, then messed with his hair.

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Suddenly, there was a pounding on the door. It rang through the house. Rachel who had just woken up and was wearing an orange sweatshirt with jeans and no shoes or socks, opened the door.

The redheaded pigtailed girl waited impatiently, her same yellow tee shirt ruffled from her arms crossed over it. Her blue skirt was wrinkled and blew with the wind. She shivered a bit from the morning breeze.

"Where's Numbuh 363?" She asked. Rachel blinked, then nudged into the living room where her brother stood. The room itself was a skyblue color, white walls and a light blue floor. Harvey stood out because of his different clothing. He turned around and walked to Lizzie. Rachel rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs.

"Who's interested in Nigie-bear?" lizzie asked, stepping inside as Harvey closed the door.

"promise not to act out- yet?" He asked. He could tell she nodded from the corner of his eyes. He smiled darkly.

"My sister." He said. Lizzie immediately glared in the direction she had went.

"WHAT?" She asked. Harvey moved his hand up and down.

"We have to think of a plan to stop them." he said, looking up. Lizzie nodded.

"HARVEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" The familiar cheering came from the door. Harvey's eyes went wide.

"Not…HERRRRRRRR" He complained, as Angie flung herself on him.

"DON'T TOUCH ME" He said. He felt Angie lean down and saw her smile at Lizzie. The two girls eyed each other, but Angie made the first move.

"HI!" She said, holding out her hand. Her hair was down today, and a blue hairpin was rested in it. It was the same color as her eyes- a light teal. She had a light blue sailor shirt, with a pair of black shorts and a slate blue skirt on. On her feet, rather then shoes, was a pair of slate blue boots. Around her neck was the same yin yang pendant that he had given her for her birthday. The chain that Nick gave her glistened as well. He blinked, then averted his gaze back to Lizzie.

"Anyway, this is Numbuh eleventh-" he started, but Angie jumped on him.

"ANGIE!" She said. Lizzie smiled.

"I'm Lizzie!" She said, sensing that she didn't like her Nigie. Angie grabbed Harvey and dragged him by the ear.

"OWOWOWOWOW. OWWWWWWWWW" he complained, but it was useless. Lizzie followed, skipping along. She then looked at Harvey.

"What's the plan?" She asked. Harvey, as Angie was making cookies and currently getting mad at the bowl for not mixing, sat down with Lizzie and grabbed a paper.

"That's why I need you. We have to know how to get Rachel to stop liking Nigel." he said. Lizzie nodded, then tapped her chin.

"Hm…Nigel can be late." She said. Suddenly Harvey got an idea.

"We're gonna do something different this time." He said, quickly grabbing a pencil. He placed his hand on the dark cherry table and grabbed the bright green colored pencil, and started drawing his plan. Lizzie smiled.

"That's good." She said. "that's real good."

"Then you better like my cookies!" Angie chirped.

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I tried to go into more detail!

I TRIED. I REALLY DID.

It's GRADUALLY getting longer.

This isn't that funny since it's 6:21 AM here.

-sigh-

I talk to much in band...what, it's boring! D8
(If you're lucky I may add another chapter today. ;D)
If Daddy doesn't blow up cuz of the talking comment.
Screw Mr. P...

Fiddlesnort. I tried to fix the setting details! TRIED.

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