AN: Thank you for the review everyone, you're too kind. But you also gotta tell me what part you liked or how I can improve the fic, stuff like that. It can't be like one or three words such as ' good work', 'Interesting' or anything like that. If you don't give me good reviews, then that's okay. I won't stop updating; I just won't update as much - although it might also be due to writer's block.

Anywho, here's where the movie events begin, enjoy!

Chapter 4: Changes

It started back when Nonnie's mother had found out she'd made the baseball team, if Nonnie wanted to join then her mother had a thing or two to say about it. And none of it was positive.

"You're not playing and that's final!" Ophelia Harker scolded.

"And you help me understand why!" Nonnie wailed.

"Now you listen to me, it's high time you get those ideas out of your head and start acting like what you are: a young lady!"

"AGAIN?! That's your big reason?!" Nonnie had shrieked in exasperation, "Well too bad, because I'm not changing anything about me until I feel like it!"

"Do you want people to start talking about your behind your back and saying that you're a -"

The words cut through the young girl like a blade, "Is that how you see me? Just something to uphold your stupid social reputation?" She turned her back and began stomping up the stairs, "I'm going to my room! You can forget about me coming down to dinner, I'm not hungry!"

"Be that as it may, you're still not playing!"

"Then don't expect me to speak to you again!" Nonnie answered back furiously.

SLAM!

Nonnie was still in a bad mood by the time her father drove her to school. But her anger dissipated when she saw her crushes' faces.

"Good morning children, I am Mr. Rzykruski. I will be your new science teacher."

Nonnie looked at the new teacher curiously. He sort of looked like Vincent Price from those old movies her grandma collected - except he had a thick European accent.

"Apparently Mr. Holkum had an incident." Mr. Rzykruski said as he cleaned his glasses.

"He got hit by lightning!" The hunchback kid, Edgar mentioned excitedly while raising his hand.

Ah yes, Edgar Gore known as "E" to the rest of the kids. He was one of those outcasts that trails after some of the other boys trying to fit in or be noticed. As much as Nonnie pitied him, he still inevitably kinda creeped her out because of his clinginess much like Nassor does with his cold, emotionless disposition. Especially since she beat him in a social studies test about a week ago.

"Well that is bad, but he did not get HIT by lightning." The new teacher corrected Edgar soberly, "Lightning does not hit a person the way a person is hit by a baseball or a cabbage. Lightning is simply electricity. He went up to the blackboard and drew a cloud. The cloud is angry yes, making storm. All the electron are saying 'I am leaving you, I go to the land of opportunity.' The ground says 'Yes, we need electrons trained in science,' just like you!" He pointed to the class intensely. Clearly this was both a lesson on lighting and some form of pep talk.

Nonnie glances at both her crushes; Victor was impressed while Toshiaki looked grimly analytical as the teacher continued his explanation.

"So both sides start to build a ladder. This man he comes out to look at the storm, he does not see the invisible ladders. When the two ladders meet…BOOM!"

Several students gasped and backed up a little in their seats including Nonnie.

"The circuit is complete and all the electrons rush to the land of opportunity, this man is in the way! Aaargh!" Mr. Rzykruski rapidly drew lightning bolts attacking the stick figure .

The whole class is silent. Nonnie blinked. That's one way to explain how lightning works, you can tell this teacher has got character compared the more bland ones.

"But is very rare to have such incident." The teacher said dispassionately.

"But it is not rare," claimed a male voice with a soft Japanese accent.

Everyone turns to look at the speaker. Nonnie smiled a little bit, sure enough that was Crush Number 2: Toshiaki Yamane.

"Lightning happens to people all the time here." Toshiaki said sternly, "There is a thunderstorm almost every night."

That was quite true. Nonnie had noticed the peculiar weather of New Holland since the first night she and her family had moved here.

"He's got a point, prof." she said wryly.

Bob, the fat kid who sat next to Toshiaki in class, added brightly, "My dad got hit twice."

Then everyone turned to Weird girl as she spoke, "They built New Holland on an abandoned gold mine." It was said in a slow, eerie tone.

"I heard it was a cemetery." Toshiaki raised his left index finger matter of factly

"That's where they buried the miners." Weird girl said serenely.

Nonnie raised her eyebrows questioningly, "What's that got to do lightning storms?"

As if to answer her question, Nassor stood up, causing everyone to turn and look at him. "It's the windmill that does it." He pointed outside the window, his voice darkening with each word. "Turning, and turning the air until the sky itself rages against the night."

"Nope!" Weird girl chirped, though her expression did not change, "Cemetery, definitely."

Nonnie shrugs confusedly while Elsa looked back at Victor.

Who knew?

After-school back in the house, once sure her parents were distracted, Nonnie at once began to start getting ready to sneak out.

"I don't care what Mom says," Nonnie grumbled, "I'm going to baseball practice!"

And she had no time to think about the science fair either although half her male classmates were interested. She was just sneaking out the back door when a voice asked, "Going out, cupcake?"

Nonnie jumped. But it was only her Grandmother Eglantine with Jaime.

"Gramma, you scared me."

"I already know where you're going and why so…" And to her surprise, the old lady winked slyly. "You go get them!"

The tomboy was delighted, "Thanks Grandma!" she threw her arms around her.

"I wanna come too!"

Nonnie turned confusedly to her little brother. "Jaime it's a baseball game, and you're not into…"

"Don't jump to conclusions, I only want to watch you play." Jaime explained casually, though his fingers were crossed behind his back. He felt bad lying like this but he really wanted to see if he could spot any of her crushes on the field ( and see if they can be good enough for his sister) - it would explain Grandma letting Nonnie sneak out to play baseball with the school team.

"Take him with you Nonnie," Eglantine encouraged, "Just don't get separated!"

"We won't!" Nonnie agreed taking Jaime's hand as they ran out the door.

Little did they know was that this was just the beginning of the happening…

To be continued…