Operation: TOUGH LIFE
To
Obliterate the
Ugliness of
Growing up
Have
Left out
Importance of
Friendship and
Everything
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Hey, everybody! I'm gonna try to continue this fic while I'm workin on Every Heart. Grr... STUPID FINALS are gonna b next week fah me! So I might not have enough time to update the latest chapter for both of these stories. So then, just try to be patient, ppol!
BTW, there's a bit of #3/4ness, as well as #1/5. And dere is gonna b the Hitomi sisters in this, too, so you will know about how Ayumi is like before then. =)
No skit, today. Too summery that Ima lazy already xD
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"I object! 13 is the MAIN age for a certain KND member to LEAVE us!" Someone shouted. "You have it ALL WRONG! WHY STAY IN THIS CLUB AS A TEENAGER?! TEENAGERS HELPS GROWNUPS!" Whispers ran throughout the whole room as everyone who attended started talking about the whole possibility. This is the KND International Conference, where every member from KND has to go attend (you saw Numbuh 1 in it before...the one with him in a weird furry hat). This time, this conference is a huge emergency, and the leader, Numbuh 1, called this meeting for everyone to talk on. However, this wasn't going as smoothly as he expected it to be.
"Look, Numbuh 274 is already overdue with his stupid promise about leaving KND, and already, HE'S FRIGGIN' 14 years old!" Someone else shouted, and soon, everyone is starting to protest, too.
"Feh! No big fuckin' deal!" A tall and tough-looking blonde said menacingly, his brown eyes turning into burning angry coals.
"Numbuh 4!" A petite Azn girl next to him said, and elbowed him hard to shut him up. "This is a CONFERENCE!"
"Yea, buh jus' because we're all gonna be 13 ta 14 years old soon, it doesn't mean that we'll be as one with the stupid grownups!" A British- accented voice shot back in defense. Everyone's attention was no longer on those who objected, and was on a boy. He was wearing those same black shades over his eyes, but it was in a different style. No longer bald, his hair was just a spiky dark brown hair.
"Yea! C'mon, look at Scooby Doo's friends!" Numbuh 5 interrupted. "They are friggin 16 years old, and tha villains still calls them 'those meddling kids'!"
"And besides, the stupid grownups still considers teenagers as 'kids'!" Numbuh 2 added in.
"Yea, y'all jus don't understand cuz most o' you ar' only 10 years old!" Numbuh 5 yelled.
"SILENCE!" Someone shouted, and a loud BANG! from the toy hammer was slammed on the table. Everyone was now looking at a kid with some weird white wig on his head.
"I'll be the one to make the decision, so you can bet your cookies that I will either or either NOT know the decision!" The kid yelled.
"Hey, aren't ya a lil too...little to be a judge?" Numbuh 4 said as he "inspect" the little boy's height. The response was a hard kick to his shin, and he yelled in pain as the kid jumped off.
"Keep makin' that wisecrack, and I'll make the age limit to 12!" The little boy snapped.
"Sorry about Numbuh 4's behavior, Numbuh 17", Numbuh 1 apologizes.
"I accept your apology, but that won't increase your chance of making the age limit to 18!" Numbuh 17 told him.
"Buh Numbuh 17! 18 is the PERMANENT age when WE become ADULTS! They still considered teenagers as CHILDREN!" Numbuh 1 said.
"Like I said, Numbuh 1, I'll be the judge of that! And about Numbuh 274, tell him that this is his last year (AND CHANCE) as a KND member. GOT IT?!" Numbuh 17 said sharply. Numbuh 1 gulped and nodded. For a 10 year old who can be mature, he's pretty scary.
"I mean, we know that you're the leader of us all", Numbuh 17 explained to him. "But it doesn't mean that YOU can change everything. It's up to EVERYONE around us, 'cuz we want it ALL EQUAL. You know wha' I mean, rite?" He then prepares to leave, and said, "Till then, Numbuh 1. I will inform you for the next meeting on this." Numbuh 1 sighed with relief before he walked out.
"Cripes! Who knew tha dis would happen?!" Numbuh 4 groaned as he and the rest of the main KND members walked out.
"Buh it's fah Numbuh 274's sake, as well as ours! We're 12 years old!" Numbuh 5 told him.
"Yea! And next year...we'll be 13 or 14!" Numbuh 3 quipped.
"No, dur, Numbuh 3! Like we all didn't know that!" Numbuh 1 said sarcastically, his response hurting Numbuh 3's feelings.
"Hey! Don't be mean ta her, Numbuh 1! She's just tryin' ta remind us!" Numbuh 5 told him defensively, catching him off guard.
"Ya, n ther's no reason ta go grouchy on Numbuh 3!" Numbuh 4 said.
"Whatever. Let's go ho-" Numbuh 1 said, but at that moment, his cell phone rang. Sighing out in exasperation, Numbuh 1 answered that annoying device, and the too-familiar perky voice deafens his ears.
"Hi, Nigey-Wigey! You gonna pick me up fah tha movies or what?!" Lizzie said, sounding all too happy happy.
"Oh no, it's tha fat bi-" Numbuh 4 nearly stated, until Numbuh 3 punches his stomach hard.
"Movies? Oh, no...I FORGOT ABOUT THAT!" Numbuh 1 groaned. At least it's not loud enough for Lizzie to hear him.
"Did you forget again, Nigey?!"
"What? No! I didn't forget! I'll be there tonight, ok?" Numbuh 1 lied, making his friends shake their head with sympathy. As he presses the END button, he then climbs into their vehicle, which is the M.O.S.Q.U.I.T.O.E.
"::sigh:: It's only 2 mo' weeks till we be goin ta..." Numbuh 5 gulped as she said it with such iciness. " THE HIGH SCHOOL..."
"Please don't remind me! The sound of it is really scary!" Numbuh 3 half-whined, half-whimpered.
"Don' worry, Numbuh 3. Ah'll watch out fah ya if sumthin happens!" Numbuh 4 assured her.
"Can't believe tha 8th grade is friggin' tied to HIGH SCHOOL" Numbuh 2 complained.
"What's gonna happen ta us?" Numbuh 3 murmured under her breath.
"Like we said before, NOTHING'S, Numbuh 5 meant, NOTHING'S gonna happen ta us! We ar' gonna stay togetha!" Numbuh 5 told her.
"Numbuh 5's right, Numbuh 3. We gonna stay as one, no matter wat!" Numbuh 1 said. Numbuh 3 smiled and felt better already from what her friends said. However, she didn't know that her friends are thinking that very same thought.
"Are we gonna stay the same?"
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At KND HQ...
Numbuh 3 was sitting on her big teddy bear, just doing nothing. She sighed as she looks outside the window. Today may not be a good thing, since she's not sure about whether she and her friends have to get out of KND or can still stay until they are 18. And besides all of that, there's a lot more that's happening to her...Numbuh 3 took out something from her pocket, and opens it, the pendant now a locket. In that heart is her and her mother. They look really happy. At least, they were happy like that 4-5 years ago. Now, it's just like that she can't understand her mother anymore. As Numbuh 3 look from the right heart to the left, a picture of her father is on the left.
"Dad..." Numbuh 3 thought sadly. She can still remember it all...yup, that same day when she lost her father. And despite how she was the happy- go-lucky girl, no one knows that she's very unhappy inside. Her charms have cover up the way people thought she isn't and her flirty side made her seems like she's very outgoing and never sad.
"Numbuh 3?" An Australian-accented voice said, making the girl turn around.
"Numbuh 4? Why are you still awake?" Numbuh 3 asks him. Numbuh 4 froze in his tracks, no longer calm.
"Say tha cuz ur worried abou her! Yea, tha'z rioght!" Numbuh 4's thoughts scream out loud. "Um...Ah just saw ya here, lookin said, while Ah was on mah way fah sum, er, midnite snack, so Ah just wanna know watcha up ta!"
"Oh?" Numbuh 3 said.
"Not wat you wanted ta say, buh at least ya let her kno ya care!" Numbuh 4 thought to himself, as he walked over to her, sitting down.
"Still worry abou tha High School?" Numbuh 4 asked her.
"A lil', I guess" Numbuh 3 responded. Numbuh 4 looked at her, and then, without thinkin, his hands shot arm, landing on her shoulders and turning it toward him.
"Somethin' else is in yo mind, Numbuh 3. Tell me", Numbuh 4 said seriously.
"Numbuh 4..." Numbuh 3 muttered, really about to tell him to lay off, when she made the mistake to look into his deep brown eyes. It always seems to look like something scary to look at, but instead, it's a soft-like brown eyes that seem to sparkled around playfully when she looks at it. The girl blushed unnoticeably and then said it.
"Ok, ok, Numbuh 4. It's Mom", Numbuh 3 said.
"Is Mrs. Sanban ok?" Numbuh 4 asked her, concerned. Numbuh 3's mother is like a mom to HIM, since he never even met his dead mother before she died after having him out of wedlock.
"I dunno. Mom was acting really strange lately, if you know what I mean", Numbuh 3 told her friend. "Ever since that phone call from her doctor, she refuses to eat anything that she always like to eat, and she yells at me more, even for no good reason!"
"Maybe it's those hormones kickin in, Ah bet", Numbuh 4 said.
"Don't even start there!" Numbuh 3 warned him.
"Jus try ta not get angry around her much, Numbuh 3. Jus calm down..."
"Easy for you to say, considering the fact that a certain someone ALWAYS get angry and NEVERS calm down!"
"TAKE THA' BACK!" Numbuh 4 snapped, as Numbuh 3 giggled and hit him with the Rainbow Monkey.
"GOOD NIGHT, NUMBUH 4!" Numbuh 3 laughed before she close the door. Numbuh 4 smiled, as he rubbed his head from the Rainbow Monkey toy that Numbuh 3 threw at him. She still loves those dratted cutesy things..." Same ol' Numbuh 3..." And with that, he took the dreadful happy toy with him, and walks to his room, calling it a night.
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2 weeks later...
"OMG! WAKE UP!" Numbuh 3 shouted. Last night was some KND slumber party for the last day of summer, which is how everyone ends up sleepin out in the main room (yup, all separated from each other), so that's why Numbuh 3 is actin as the alarm clock for them.
"Arrgh...Numbuh 3! WHY?!" Numbuh 2 groaned.
"It's First Day!" Soon, everyone was awakened from her call, and washes up. The time said 5:15 am.
"Jeebas, it's only 5, Numbuh 3! Can't ya lemme rest fah several more minutes?!" Numbuh 4 mumbled.
"Your minutes TURNS into hours, and I don't want to start off late without my friends, so get your ass moving!" Numbuh 3 snapped. Numbuh 4 was now awake, surprised from her response.
"And Numbuh 3 was never like that, too" Numbuh 2 said, also awake from the surprise. 30 minutes later, everyone was in whatever they are wearing. Numbuh 5 was now wearing a shirt that she made over the summer. On the front was the French flag, and on the back is the Haiti flag. Although some people were confused by what she put on it, Numbuh 5 just shrugged and said that she felt like making one. The USA flag pin was put on her red hat, and now Numbuh 5 is ready to go, after putting on her Lady Enyce jeans.
Numbuh 4 just uses the fingers of his hands that comb through his messy blonde hair. Soon, he Is wearing the baggy pants, all khaki-colored, and the top all a huge black hoodie with 2 dragons on the side of his arms. Sewed on the front is his favorite band, Linkin Park, all written in white graffiti. After installing his fingerless spiked knuckle gloves, Numbuh 4 is done...for now.
Meanwhile, Numbuh 3 puts on a sleeveless black one-piece set, which is short. She hemmed and hawed as she tries to decide what to wear over her outfit. Finally, she smiled as she took out what she needed. Soon, the Azn girl was wearing a wide shoulder shirt (which is a very light green) over her clothing. It was supposedly a kimono, yet somehow, Numbuh 3 remade it with a bit of twist in the style, and now it makes a very attractive yet strange looking blouse. Besides wearing the chains around her slim waist as her belt, Numbuh 3 wears the fingerless gloves that Numbuh 4 gave her as a gift last year. Finally, her feet were all locked by a big looking army small boots from Doc Martens, finally completing the look.
Numbuh 2, as usually, wears that dratted blue suit shirt, which is once again half-tucked in his khaki-pants.
"Can't ya wear anythin' else new, Numbuh 2?" Numbuh 1 asked his friend, slightly annoyed.
"I like it that way! Don't mock me!" Numbuh 2 snapped.
"Sheesh, calm down", Numbuh 1 said as he applied the hair gel on his hair.
"God, you've been spiking your stupid hair since summer!" Numbuh 2 said, a little peeved. "Just because that it has grown back so soon, it don't mean that you start grooming it with too much gel to make it fall off and make ya bald again!"
"One more wisecrack abou mah bald head back then, n I'll kill you!" Numbuh 1 snapped. He's wearing a Phat Farm red sweater, along with some nice black pants and a pair of white Adidas sneakers.
"Woo...you tryin ta look nice, Numbuh 1?" Numbuh 5 nearly whistled when she saw Numbuh 1. Numbuh 1 reddened from her supposed-to-be compliment, and Numbuh 2 snickered. He then looked down at his watch, and it's now 6:30!
"Shit! We gotta go now!" Numbuh 1 panicked as he ran down. Soon, he and everyone else is at the entrance of Silicon High School. They went to the office to get their schedules, which then started their reactions of the listing of their classes.
"Aw, shit! Ah got tha teacher tha ppol been warnin me abou...as mah HR teacher!"
"Ya mean Mista Rinrini? He aiin't so bad. Hey, we ALL got him as HR!"
"Wee! I'm in CHORUS!"
"ME TOO! Aight! Girlie, we gonna be in tha same class togetha afta all!
"Holy crap! I got tha same classes wit ya, Numbuh 1!"
"You too, Numbuh 2?! Numbuh 5 does, too!"
"Numbuh 4 is tha only one in almost all of mah classes! Except fah Chorus, History, and Math."
Just then, the warning bell rang, and now every student in SHS are trying to hurry up for their first classes. However, only 8th grade has to go to HR first before going on to First Period.
"Well, ya ready, everyone?" Numbuh 1 asked everyone. They nodded, and they then walked to the room, not aware of how their first day will go...
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PREVIEW OF NEXT CHAPTER:
Location: Hikawa Temple; Kyoto, Japan.
"It's been so long..." Someone whispered. "And I guess it's all nothing worth it..."
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Ahh!!!! FINALS ARE PULLING ME AWAY FROM WRITING FANFICS! I'm sorry if I got ya all lost in this fic. I confuse myself again! Argh! No WRITER'S BLOCK!! PLZ!!!!! So until then, plz r/r n kno that flamin is not allowed, for I already got enough to warm up the house! Till then, everyone! ::DKS::
To
Obliterate the
Ugliness of
Growing up
Have
Left out
Importance of
Friendship and
Everything
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Hey, everybody! I'm gonna try to continue this fic while I'm workin on Every Heart. Grr... STUPID FINALS are gonna b next week fah me! So I might not have enough time to update the latest chapter for both of these stories. So then, just try to be patient, ppol!
BTW, there's a bit of #3/4ness, as well as #1/5. And dere is gonna b the Hitomi sisters in this, too, so you will know about how Ayumi is like before then. =)
No skit, today. Too summery that Ima lazy already xD
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"I object! 13 is the MAIN age for a certain KND member to LEAVE us!" Someone shouted. "You have it ALL WRONG! WHY STAY IN THIS CLUB AS A TEENAGER?! TEENAGERS HELPS GROWNUPS!" Whispers ran throughout the whole room as everyone who attended started talking about the whole possibility. This is the KND International Conference, where every member from KND has to go attend (you saw Numbuh 1 in it before...the one with him in a weird furry hat). This time, this conference is a huge emergency, and the leader, Numbuh 1, called this meeting for everyone to talk on. However, this wasn't going as smoothly as he expected it to be.
"Look, Numbuh 274 is already overdue with his stupid promise about leaving KND, and already, HE'S FRIGGIN' 14 years old!" Someone else shouted, and soon, everyone is starting to protest, too.
"Feh! No big fuckin' deal!" A tall and tough-looking blonde said menacingly, his brown eyes turning into burning angry coals.
"Numbuh 4!" A petite Azn girl next to him said, and elbowed him hard to shut him up. "This is a CONFERENCE!"
"Yea, buh jus' because we're all gonna be 13 ta 14 years old soon, it doesn't mean that we'll be as one with the stupid grownups!" A British- accented voice shot back in defense. Everyone's attention was no longer on those who objected, and was on a boy. He was wearing those same black shades over his eyes, but it was in a different style. No longer bald, his hair was just a spiky dark brown hair.
"Yea! C'mon, look at Scooby Doo's friends!" Numbuh 5 interrupted. "They are friggin 16 years old, and tha villains still calls them 'those meddling kids'!"
"And besides, the stupid grownups still considers teenagers as 'kids'!" Numbuh 2 added in.
"Yea, y'all jus don't understand cuz most o' you ar' only 10 years old!" Numbuh 5 yelled.
"SILENCE!" Someone shouted, and a loud BANG! from the toy hammer was slammed on the table. Everyone was now looking at a kid with some weird white wig on his head.
"I'll be the one to make the decision, so you can bet your cookies that I will either or either NOT know the decision!" The kid yelled.
"Hey, aren't ya a lil too...little to be a judge?" Numbuh 4 said as he "inspect" the little boy's height. The response was a hard kick to his shin, and he yelled in pain as the kid jumped off.
"Keep makin' that wisecrack, and I'll make the age limit to 12!" The little boy snapped.
"Sorry about Numbuh 4's behavior, Numbuh 17", Numbuh 1 apologizes.
"I accept your apology, but that won't increase your chance of making the age limit to 18!" Numbuh 17 told him.
"Buh Numbuh 17! 18 is the PERMANENT age when WE become ADULTS! They still considered teenagers as CHILDREN!" Numbuh 1 said.
"Like I said, Numbuh 1, I'll be the judge of that! And about Numbuh 274, tell him that this is his last year (AND CHANCE) as a KND member. GOT IT?!" Numbuh 17 said sharply. Numbuh 1 gulped and nodded. For a 10 year old who can be mature, he's pretty scary.
"I mean, we know that you're the leader of us all", Numbuh 17 explained to him. "But it doesn't mean that YOU can change everything. It's up to EVERYONE around us, 'cuz we want it ALL EQUAL. You know wha' I mean, rite?" He then prepares to leave, and said, "Till then, Numbuh 1. I will inform you for the next meeting on this." Numbuh 1 sighed with relief before he walked out.
"Cripes! Who knew tha dis would happen?!" Numbuh 4 groaned as he and the rest of the main KND members walked out.
"Buh it's fah Numbuh 274's sake, as well as ours! We're 12 years old!" Numbuh 5 told him.
"Yea! And next year...we'll be 13 or 14!" Numbuh 3 quipped.
"No, dur, Numbuh 3! Like we all didn't know that!" Numbuh 1 said sarcastically, his response hurting Numbuh 3's feelings.
"Hey! Don't be mean ta her, Numbuh 1! She's just tryin' ta remind us!" Numbuh 5 told him defensively, catching him off guard.
"Ya, n ther's no reason ta go grouchy on Numbuh 3!" Numbuh 4 said.
"Whatever. Let's go ho-" Numbuh 1 said, but at that moment, his cell phone rang. Sighing out in exasperation, Numbuh 1 answered that annoying device, and the too-familiar perky voice deafens his ears.
"Hi, Nigey-Wigey! You gonna pick me up fah tha movies or what?!" Lizzie said, sounding all too happy happy.
"Oh no, it's tha fat bi-" Numbuh 4 nearly stated, until Numbuh 3 punches his stomach hard.
"Movies? Oh, no...I FORGOT ABOUT THAT!" Numbuh 1 groaned. At least it's not loud enough for Lizzie to hear him.
"Did you forget again, Nigey?!"
"What? No! I didn't forget! I'll be there tonight, ok?" Numbuh 1 lied, making his friends shake their head with sympathy. As he presses the END button, he then climbs into their vehicle, which is the M.O.S.Q.U.I.T.O.E.
"::sigh:: It's only 2 mo' weeks till we be goin ta..." Numbuh 5 gulped as she said it with such iciness. " THE HIGH SCHOOL..."
"Please don't remind me! The sound of it is really scary!" Numbuh 3 half-whined, half-whimpered.
"Don' worry, Numbuh 3. Ah'll watch out fah ya if sumthin happens!" Numbuh 4 assured her.
"Can't believe tha 8th grade is friggin' tied to HIGH SCHOOL" Numbuh 2 complained.
"What's gonna happen ta us?" Numbuh 3 murmured under her breath.
"Like we said before, NOTHING'S, Numbuh 5 meant, NOTHING'S gonna happen ta us! We ar' gonna stay togetha!" Numbuh 5 told her.
"Numbuh 5's right, Numbuh 3. We gonna stay as one, no matter wat!" Numbuh 1 said. Numbuh 3 smiled and felt better already from what her friends said. However, she didn't know that her friends are thinking that very same thought.
"Are we gonna stay the same?"
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At KND HQ...
Numbuh 3 was sitting on her big teddy bear, just doing nothing. She sighed as she looks outside the window. Today may not be a good thing, since she's not sure about whether she and her friends have to get out of KND or can still stay until they are 18. And besides all of that, there's a lot more that's happening to her...Numbuh 3 took out something from her pocket, and opens it, the pendant now a locket. In that heart is her and her mother. They look really happy. At least, they were happy like that 4-5 years ago. Now, it's just like that she can't understand her mother anymore. As Numbuh 3 look from the right heart to the left, a picture of her father is on the left.
"Dad..." Numbuh 3 thought sadly. She can still remember it all...yup, that same day when she lost her father. And despite how she was the happy- go-lucky girl, no one knows that she's very unhappy inside. Her charms have cover up the way people thought she isn't and her flirty side made her seems like she's very outgoing and never sad.
"Numbuh 3?" An Australian-accented voice said, making the girl turn around.
"Numbuh 4? Why are you still awake?" Numbuh 3 asks him. Numbuh 4 froze in his tracks, no longer calm.
"Say tha cuz ur worried abou her! Yea, tha'z rioght!" Numbuh 4's thoughts scream out loud. "Um...Ah just saw ya here, lookin said, while Ah was on mah way fah sum, er, midnite snack, so Ah just wanna know watcha up ta!"
"Oh?" Numbuh 3 said.
"Not wat you wanted ta say, buh at least ya let her kno ya care!" Numbuh 4 thought to himself, as he walked over to her, sitting down.
"Still worry abou tha High School?" Numbuh 4 asked her.
"A lil', I guess" Numbuh 3 responded. Numbuh 4 looked at her, and then, without thinkin, his hands shot arm, landing on her shoulders and turning it toward him.
"Somethin' else is in yo mind, Numbuh 3. Tell me", Numbuh 4 said seriously.
"Numbuh 4..." Numbuh 3 muttered, really about to tell him to lay off, when she made the mistake to look into his deep brown eyes. It always seems to look like something scary to look at, but instead, it's a soft-like brown eyes that seem to sparkled around playfully when she looks at it. The girl blushed unnoticeably and then said it.
"Ok, ok, Numbuh 4. It's Mom", Numbuh 3 said.
"Is Mrs. Sanban ok?" Numbuh 4 asked her, concerned. Numbuh 3's mother is like a mom to HIM, since he never even met his dead mother before she died after having him out of wedlock.
"I dunno. Mom was acting really strange lately, if you know what I mean", Numbuh 3 told her friend. "Ever since that phone call from her doctor, she refuses to eat anything that she always like to eat, and she yells at me more, even for no good reason!"
"Maybe it's those hormones kickin in, Ah bet", Numbuh 4 said.
"Don't even start there!" Numbuh 3 warned him.
"Jus try ta not get angry around her much, Numbuh 3. Jus calm down..."
"Easy for you to say, considering the fact that a certain someone ALWAYS get angry and NEVERS calm down!"
"TAKE THA' BACK!" Numbuh 4 snapped, as Numbuh 3 giggled and hit him with the Rainbow Monkey.
"GOOD NIGHT, NUMBUH 4!" Numbuh 3 laughed before she close the door. Numbuh 4 smiled, as he rubbed his head from the Rainbow Monkey toy that Numbuh 3 threw at him. She still loves those dratted cutesy things..." Same ol' Numbuh 3..." And with that, he took the dreadful happy toy with him, and walks to his room, calling it a night.
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2 weeks later...
"OMG! WAKE UP!" Numbuh 3 shouted. Last night was some KND slumber party for the last day of summer, which is how everyone ends up sleepin out in the main room (yup, all separated from each other), so that's why Numbuh 3 is actin as the alarm clock for them.
"Arrgh...Numbuh 3! WHY?!" Numbuh 2 groaned.
"It's First Day!" Soon, everyone was awakened from her call, and washes up. The time said 5:15 am.
"Jeebas, it's only 5, Numbuh 3! Can't ya lemme rest fah several more minutes?!" Numbuh 4 mumbled.
"Your minutes TURNS into hours, and I don't want to start off late without my friends, so get your ass moving!" Numbuh 3 snapped. Numbuh 4 was now awake, surprised from her response.
"And Numbuh 3 was never like that, too" Numbuh 2 said, also awake from the surprise. 30 minutes later, everyone was in whatever they are wearing. Numbuh 5 was now wearing a shirt that she made over the summer. On the front was the French flag, and on the back is the Haiti flag. Although some people were confused by what she put on it, Numbuh 5 just shrugged and said that she felt like making one. The USA flag pin was put on her red hat, and now Numbuh 5 is ready to go, after putting on her Lady Enyce jeans.
Numbuh 4 just uses the fingers of his hands that comb through his messy blonde hair. Soon, he Is wearing the baggy pants, all khaki-colored, and the top all a huge black hoodie with 2 dragons on the side of his arms. Sewed on the front is his favorite band, Linkin Park, all written in white graffiti. After installing his fingerless spiked knuckle gloves, Numbuh 4 is done...for now.
Meanwhile, Numbuh 3 puts on a sleeveless black one-piece set, which is short. She hemmed and hawed as she tries to decide what to wear over her outfit. Finally, she smiled as she took out what she needed. Soon, the Azn girl was wearing a wide shoulder shirt (which is a very light green) over her clothing. It was supposedly a kimono, yet somehow, Numbuh 3 remade it with a bit of twist in the style, and now it makes a very attractive yet strange looking blouse. Besides wearing the chains around her slim waist as her belt, Numbuh 3 wears the fingerless gloves that Numbuh 4 gave her as a gift last year. Finally, her feet were all locked by a big looking army small boots from Doc Martens, finally completing the look.
Numbuh 2, as usually, wears that dratted blue suit shirt, which is once again half-tucked in his khaki-pants.
"Can't ya wear anythin' else new, Numbuh 2?" Numbuh 1 asked his friend, slightly annoyed.
"I like it that way! Don't mock me!" Numbuh 2 snapped.
"Sheesh, calm down", Numbuh 1 said as he applied the hair gel on his hair.
"God, you've been spiking your stupid hair since summer!" Numbuh 2 said, a little peeved. "Just because that it has grown back so soon, it don't mean that you start grooming it with too much gel to make it fall off and make ya bald again!"
"One more wisecrack abou mah bald head back then, n I'll kill you!" Numbuh 1 snapped. He's wearing a Phat Farm red sweater, along with some nice black pants and a pair of white Adidas sneakers.
"Woo...you tryin ta look nice, Numbuh 1?" Numbuh 5 nearly whistled when she saw Numbuh 1. Numbuh 1 reddened from her supposed-to-be compliment, and Numbuh 2 snickered. He then looked down at his watch, and it's now 6:30!
"Shit! We gotta go now!" Numbuh 1 panicked as he ran down. Soon, he and everyone else is at the entrance of Silicon High School. They went to the office to get their schedules, which then started their reactions of the listing of their classes.
"Aw, shit! Ah got tha teacher tha ppol been warnin me abou...as mah HR teacher!"
"Ya mean Mista Rinrini? He aiin't so bad. Hey, we ALL got him as HR!"
"Wee! I'm in CHORUS!"
"ME TOO! Aight! Girlie, we gonna be in tha same class togetha afta all!
"Holy crap! I got tha same classes wit ya, Numbuh 1!"
"You too, Numbuh 2?! Numbuh 5 does, too!"
"Numbuh 4 is tha only one in almost all of mah classes! Except fah Chorus, History, and Math."
Just then, the warning bell rang, and now every student in SHS are trying to hurry up for their first classes. However, only 8th grade has to go to HR first before going on to First Period.
"Well, ya ready, everyone?" Numbuh 1 asked everyone. They nodded, and they then walked to the room, not aware of how their first day will go...
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PREVIEW OF NEXT CHAPTER:
Location: Hikawa Temple; Kyoto, Japan.
"It's been so long..." Someone whispered. "And I guess it's all nothing worth it..."
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Ahh!!!! FINALS ARE PULLING ME AWAY FROM WRITING FANFICS! I'm sorry if I got ya all lost in this fic. I confuse myself again! Argh! No WRITER'S BLOCK!! PLZ!!!!! So until then, plz r/r n kno that flamin is not allowed, for I already got enough to warm up the house! Till then, everyone! ::DKS::
