Thanks to woogum10, I have managed to add another chapter. I hope it's not lacking anything. I hope you enjoy!

The blonde Australian and the black haired Asian girl were walking to the park in silence. Kuki was carrying her share of the junk food, while Wally was holding his. Silence. It's wonderful to hear; yet there isn't any noise.

The couple reached the park. The park was more colorful than usual, considering summer was coming to an end. The trees were more vibrant with luscious colors such as reds, orange, browns, and yellows. Of course the grass was green.

"Hey, let's go to dat table over dere!" pointed Kuki who began to run to the table.

Before Wallabee could respond, Kuki was already running to the table.

"Um, sure, all right," he said to no one in particular.

Wally ran to the table where Kuki was. They stared at the leaves that piled the table.

"I guess falls coming eh?" said Wally.

Kuki nodded and then brushed all of the leaves off the table and benches.

"Dere! All clean."

Wally smirked.

"Hey guys!" shouted a familiar voice.

Wally and Kuki looked behind them and noticed Abigail.

"Hey Abby," said Wally and Kuki in unison.

"Don't put anything on yet, Abby has blankets to cover the tables."

Wally and Kuki helped Abigail put on the cloth. Then, the junk food was put on top of the cloth to prevent the cloth from blowing away.

Abby gave a breath. She looked and Wally, and then at Kuki. She shrugged and began to speak. "Hey Wally?"

"Yeh'?"

"What's up with your friend Scott?"

Kuki's head perked up. She somehow knew what Abby was asking.

"Waddya mean?" asked the blonde.

"I mean, what kind of person is he?"

The boy cocked his eyebrows. He studied her for a half a minute and said. "Oh! I get it now!"

Kuki giggled. "Geez Wally. I knew what she was talking about the moment she asked!"

"Well you're a gurl. Gurl's know these things!" he hissed back.

Kuki stuck out her tongue. Abby snickered.

Suddenly, Nigel and Nancy were walking towards the group. Everyone exchanged greetings.

"Numbuh 242? Hey, what are you doing here?" asked Kuki.

"What? I'm not invited?" she asked jokingly.

Kuki widened her eyes. "No, no, no! I didn't mean it THAT way!"

Numbuh 242 went up to Kuki and patted her on the shoulder. "You know I'm kidding!" Then she said to everyone, "By the way, call me Nancy."

Everyone was pigging out on food while making trivial conversation. On one bench, Nigel, Nancy, and Scott were sitting, while Wally, Kuki, and Abby were sitting on the other bench.

"Ya' know," said Wally. "Its too bad Hoagie goes to a private school. He woulda' been joining us right now."

"Yeah," sighed everyone.

"That kid is a pure genius," said Nigel.

"Numbuh 2 is a legend up in Moon Base," said Nancy. "Hoagie gets a lot of attention because he's the legend's little brother."

"How is Hoagie a legend?" asked Abigail.

"You don't know?" She paused and realized. "Oh yeah. You had your memory erased."

Everyone grinned.

"Hoagie invented many things that no other Kids Next Door agent could invent. He's amazing. Hoagie has helped our Moon Base army five times more than what any other kid could do."

"That's awesome," said Scott.

"Mmhm!" nodded Nancy.

Abigail was studying Nigel the whole time. She knew something was different the moment she saw Nigel. He seemed more…joyful. Abby smirked. She realized Nigel was in love.

"Love is in the air," she said to herself.

"What was that?" asked Wally who was next to her.

"Nuthin'. Can Abby talk to you somewhere else?"

Wally looked at the others and said, "Sure."

"We'll be right back," said Abby to everyone.

"Where are you going?" asked Kuki.

"Yeah," said Scott. "Where are you going?"

"We both hafta' go to the bathroom," said the Aussie boy, thinking of nothing better to say.

"All right," said Nigel. "Don't take too long."

Abby and Wally walked to a distant place where they couldn't be seen. They looked around and noticed the coast was clear.

"So you're interested in Scott?" winked Wally.

"No!" she hissed. "Well, I don't know. He said to ask around so I could see what kind of person he is."

"Hm," contemplated Wally. "What do ya' wanna know?"

"For starters, has he ever been interested in another girl?"

"Only one that I know of. He was very quiet about it though. Took me a while until I figured it out. He was bossy towards every girl accept one. Her name was Jennifer. She was way out of Scott's league though, but Scott never gave up."

"What do you mean by 'Out of Scott's league'?"

"Jennifer was a mean gurl."

"A mean girl, huh?"

"Yeh'. She was a bitch. Some how, Scott saw another side of Jennifer. He told me that he craved for Jennifer to change. Scott told me she was no longer a virgin in middle school."

Abby cringed.

"She was the type of gurl to wear skimpy clothes and globs of makeup on her face. It was disgusting if ya' ask me."

"How did Scott get over her?"

"He told me that it took him a half a year to get over Jennifer. In seventh grade, Jennifer told Scott to leave her alone in a hissy way. She told him that she doesn't want to change and the side he saw of her that one time never existed. Scott knew what she was saying was all lies, but he listened and left her alone. He had a broken heart for six months."

"Whoa," said Abby. "Tough first love."

Wally nodded. "He hasn't had luck with gurls. I believe yeh' the first girl ever since Jennifer that he likes. Scott hides it well."

A gust of wind suddenly blew across Abby's face.

"In my opinion, I think yeh' should go for it, but its yeh' choice."

"Yeah. I'll think about it. I have one more person to ask."

Wally grinned, for he knew who it was. "Wanna get back to the table?"

"Yeah."

Wally and Abby returned to the table. No one said anything once they got back. Everyone resumed in his or her regular conversations.

It was Monday night. Nigel Uno sat alone on his computer in his room. Since he didn't have homework, Nigel was playing an intense fighting game, which involved weapons, gore, and cursing. It's just like what any other kid would play.

The phone rang, but Nigel was in his trance. He was mesmerized by the game. All of the killing, explosions, chaos-

"NIGEL!"

The boy snapped out of his trance. He fell off of his chair and his character died. Nigel rubbed the top of his baldhead, hissing in pain. "Awww," he muttered to himself.

"Telephone!"

"I'm getting it!" Nigel got up and put back his chair. He walked out of his room and grabbed the cordless telephone in the hallway. "Hello?" he answered in a weary voice.

"Are you ok Nigel? You sound pretty bad," said a familiar friendly voice over the receiver.

"Hi Hoagie. Yeah, I just fell off my chair. No big deal."

"If you say so…"

"So what's the occasion for calling me?" joked the boy in sunglasses.

"Well," hesitated Hoagie. "I don't know if you remember this, but," he paused.

"But what?"

"Remember those times we saw Cree back when we were in the Kids Next Door?"

"Yeeaah," he slowly said, not sure of where Hoagie was going with this.

"Um, never mind."

"What? Tell me Hoagie. I'm your friend. Remember that?"

"Well all right. Promise not to laugh?"

"I promise. Now tell me."

"I think I still have a crush on Cree," he said shyly.

Nigel tried his hardest to keep a straight face, as well as a normal voice. He coughed. "So it came back?" Another cough. "I remember when you had a crush on Cree. It just came back to me."

"Had?"

"What?"

"I still HAVE a crush on Cree."

"Oh, right." Pause. "How come you chose to tell me?"

"I knew you wouldn't laugh about it. Plus besides Abby, you were the only other one who knew about it."

"I'm flattered, I guess. So what are you going to do about it? I mean a twenty-year-old won't go for a thirteen year old. That's against the law."

"Nigel!"

"What? I'm just saying."

"And I'm just hanging up!"

"Hey, she may like you."

Pause.

"What?" asked Hoagie.

"Remember when you turned in to a sixteen year old? She fell for you right then and there."

"I can't believe you remember that Nigel."

"Once you turn eighteen, Cree may start liking you."

Nigel couldn't see it but Hoagie was blushing beet red.

"Or she'll find some other guy."

Nigel hummed an 'I don't know.'

"I got to go. Tommy needs to use the phone."

"All right. I'll talk to you later."

They both hung up the phones at the same time.

"Aww," complained Scott while he was walking to school with Wally and Willy. "I don't want to go back to school."

Willy nodded.

"Who evah' wants to go to school?" said Wally.

"True," said Scott.

"Hey Scott," started the blonde.

The boy wearing black looked at his friend.

"Why are you so interested in Abby?"

Scott blushed a deep shade of red. He wasn't the type of guy to share feelings with. He kept things deep inside of him, only telling his true feelings to the right person at the right time.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked with attitude.

"No reason," Wally teased.

"Abby told you, didn't she?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Willy was looking at them. He had no clue what they were talking about. Willy isn't the type of person to become close to others. Willy tends to be a drifter. He has many friends from different types of groups.

"Aw, never mind ya' cruddy-" mumbled Wally.

Scott grinned, for he won the battle.

The trio walked the rest of the trail to school in silence.

Almost every one of Wally's classes was filled with substitutes. Apparently the school couldn't find new teachers in a matter of one day. The whole day seemed like a breeze for every class except math. Math was the only class where Wally didn't have a substitute.

Fifth period hit. Wally groaned.

"Aww," he muttered to himself with clenched teeth. "Why does the teacher have to be here for THIS class?"

The blonde felt a slap on his shoulder. He looked up with a dazed face.

"Hey Kiddo!"

"Hi," said Wally in a low tone. "It looks like our Life Science teacher is here."

Scott sighed and rolled his eyes. "C'mon. Let's sit down."

They slouched to their seats as if this was their last walk ever.

The bell rang for lunch.

"Finally!" shouted Wally.

"It wasn't that bad," Scott said who was putting his notes in his bag.

"Eh, I ended up doodling the whole time."

Scott blew a breath of air out of his mouth. "Yeah, no wonder."

Wally glared at him. "No wonder what?"

His eyes rolled upward. "Nothing… Nothing."

Wally stiffened his shoulders. He got up from his chair and playfully socked Scott on the shoulder out of nowhere.

"Hey man! That actually hurt."

"Really?"

Pause.

"NO!"

"Why I otta-!"

"Children, children!"

The duo looked at the life science teacher.

"Take it outside. Please."

Wally and Scott snickered. They were trying to hold their laughter when getting out of the classroom.

They reached the hallway and noticed a familiar voice.

"It's about time you two came out."

"Oh hey Nigel."

Nigel smiled.

The hallways were packed with students trying their best to reach their lockers. The lunch line was packed as well. The trio had a hard time walking through the hallways as usual. Nigel led them to the secret hallway where they would all meet for lunch.

"Hey guys!" shouted Kuki who was at the end of the secret hallway with Abigail and Willy.

Everyone sat down. They all brown-bagged their lunches, for they couldn't stand the lines. Everyone had different foods to eat.

"So how was everyone's day?" asked Abby.

"Eh," everyone said at the same time.

"Well there was a substitute in each of my classes 'cept Math and Life Science," said the Australian.

"Yeah," said Kuki. "Dere was a sub for everyone of my classes except band. Speaking of." She inched up at Wally and whispered to him in his ear. "I need to talk to you. Let's go to da end of da hallway."

"All right," he whispered back.

The couple got up at the same time.

"We'll be right back," said Kuki.

They walked slowly to the end of the hallway.

"They're probably going to make out," mumbled Scott jokingly.

"Aw, shut up!" shouted Nigel and Abby.

Wally and Kuki were leaning against a wall of the dark hallway. They were silent at first, but Kuki was the one to speak.

"How was last night?"

"Last night?" he asked nervous. Yes, Wally was still getting the jitters when talking to his girlfriend.

She nodded.

"It was fine."

Pause.

"Yeh'. Fine, I guess."

Another pause.

"How was yeh' night?"

"It was good. I have something to tell you about band."

He looked at her. "What is it?"

"Well," she hesitated. "We're always going to be doing band stuff like marching and performing." Kuki looked down and had her hands behind her back. "And I won't have time to see you as much."

Wally felt a little dumbstruck. "Well, uh," he coughed. "That's not much of a big deal."

She widened her eyes and looked at him with a hint of rage. "Not much of a big deal!?"

"No, no, no!" he put his hands up surrendering. "It is a problem. But I know how to solve this!"

"You do?"

"Sure! I'll join the band."

Kuki looked blankly at him. "You? Musical instrument?" she began to laugh.

"What! I can play an instrument," he said while she was still laughing up a storm. "You see me try. I'll audition. You'll see. I'm going to join band so I can spend time with you."

Kuki stopped laughing after his last word. She began to tear. "You would do that much just for me?"

"Aw, don't cry about it. And of course I would join band for you. I would even run for president for you!"

Kuki lunged at her boyfriend and gave him a tight hug. "Dat's so sweet! Even if you don't make it, I'll still be happy. Thank you Wally!"

"Yeh'," he said being hugged so tight he couldn't breathe. "No problem."

She let go of Wally.

"So can I see yeh' after school?"

She whimpered. "Sorry, I have marching practice. I'm going to be out on da football field."

"Oh…"

The last two periods passed by quickly. There was a substitute in Abby and Wally's anger management class. All they did was watch the news on the school's television. It's too bad the school doesn't have any good channels.

The bell rang and everyone jolted out the classroom.

"Where ya' headed?" asked Abby while she and Wally were walking down the hallway. "Going home?"

"Nah, I got some things ta do."

Abby cocked her eyebrows. "Things?"

Wally looked down and shuffled his fingers. "Yeh. I-I gotta go."

"Um, ok. Abby'll see you later."

"Bye!"

With that, Wally was on his way to the football field.

The football field was deserted. The only thing that could be heard was the echo of the students leaving school. Every bench was empty. There wasn't a person in site. The school colors of orange and blue were painted all over the bleachers. Wally went down to the first row. A gate blocked the field. The boy sat down on a bench, waiting for the marching band to arrive.

Five minutes later, Wally heard the sound of a base drum. He also heard the sounds of clarinet's and trumpets.

"They're here," he said to himself.

The boy was searching hard for Kuki. The other instrument players camouflaged her. The trumpets were entering, beaming their notes. The trombone players were walking slowly, for a trombone was very hard to carry.

The last to walk in was the percussionist and the band teacher. The band teacher organized people one by one. He first organized the flutes. Wally perked up and recognized his girlfriend.

"That's it!" he said to himself. "I'll play the flute."

He noticed how there were more flute players than clarinets when they entered the marching formation.

"Never mind. Maybe the clarinet?"

One by one each instrument entered the formation. Wally noticed how many people were playing each instrument. By the time everyone was in marching formation, he wanted to give up.

"No. I have to do this for Kuki."

He saw the whole band marching in command. The teenager was gawking at everyone. They were so even; so poised. There was no way he could do that.

An hour later, the band was dismissed. Wally climbed up the gate and went towards the huddle of bands.

"Kuki!"

Kuki was looking all around the field until she saw Wally.

"Hi Wally! What are you doing here?"

"I was checking out the marching band. I don't know what instrument to play."

"Well you should talk to my teacher. He's right over dere," she pointed.

Wally had a nervous look.

"It's ok. He's all right."

Wally walked up to the band teacher. He cleared his voice and said, "Ah, excuse me band teacher person?"

The band teacher looked at him. He had a huge head and a small body. The man was short, only 5'6" and he had glasses and curly hair.

"Call me Mr. Hogan."

"Right. Mr. Hogan. Um, I'm interested in band. I want to join."

Mr. Hogan studied the boy. "Join the band huh? What instrument do you play?"

"Instrument?"

"You DO play an instrument, don't you?"

"Not exactly. But I want to learn."

"What accent is that? New Zealand?"

"Australian."

"I like it. I like you boy. We're running short of saxophone players. I'll lend you a saxophone. Come for an audition at lunch tomorrow and I'll see how you are.

"All right. Thanks."

"No problem," he said. "Come with me back to the band room and I'll give you a saxophone and some reeds."

With that, Wally and Kuki followed Mr. Hogan to the band room.

Whoa this was a bit hard to write. It's been a while since I have written this story. I hope it didn't get worse. It may have… Please review!