1The Meeting

My version of how Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys first met. Someone is stalking Nancy- can they stop them before its too late? Read and review in my first fanfic!

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first ever fanfic, n I want to tell you all some things before you start the story. First of all, this IS NOT a Nancy/Frank story, which most of you will probably already know from what I write in my reviews(except I changed my name from Nancy Drew) This is a Nancy/Ned all the way story, and though I know many of you will not like that, well, its my story and I'll write what I want to, so tough. I don't mean to sound mean, but I just wanted to make that clear. And yes, I know I have Nancy and Ned's meeting changed, well, they didn't meet until she was 18, and that just doesn't work for my story. Second, I know that this story will probably sound like crap, but, hey, I'm only 13- and I was only 12 when I wrote this, so my writing skills were not as polished as they are now, since I took that writing class. I have also made adjustments to make it sound better without completely changing the story. Third, I made it Joe/Iola because Iola isn't dead yet, end I know that because the only Hardy Boys Casefiles I've ever read is the one where she dies. Sad, sad book that is. Frank is with Callie, and though you all know how I hate Callie, I decided to make it ring true with the books. I will not make them break up until I get to when they're 18 or 19, where the writers don't have any books, so you don't know anything about that time. And now, without further ado, read and please review!

Chapter 1 "The New Girl"

The Hardy home was bustling. Two months ago, they found out that a girl from River Heights, a small town near Chicago in Illinois, would be coming to Bayport High, New York, for two months. Frank and his brother, Joe, thought it would be cool if the girl, Nancy Drew, could stay with them during her visit to Bayport. They had asked their parents, Fenton and Laura, if she could stay with them, and to Frank and Joe's surprise, had immediately consented.

Now it was Saturday, January 5, and she would be there any minute.

"Explain to me, again, why this girl is coming to Bayport for two months anyway," their Aunt Gertrude asked them, who also lived with them. "Don't most exchange students just stay a couple of weeks?"

"Well, normally they do," Frank began to explain. "But Nancy's mother died when she was three years old, and she lives with her dad and their housekeeper. Her housekeeper has been away for a long visit to a cousin who lives in Africa, and can't come back anytime soon, and her dad is a lawyer, and he needs to go away to Europe to investigate for one of his clients. Normally, he'd take Nancy with him, but this time he can't since it's in the middle of the school year. Nancy thought that instead of staying with friends, it would be cool to enter an exchange program. She and her dad picked Bayport because one of Nancy's friend's mom is from here."

"Depend on Frank to remember everything the principal said." Joe commented.

"I remembered the important parts,"retorted Frank. "And you would've too, if you had paid attention."

That was true, Joe had to admit. He had hardly paid any attention to the assembly that had taken place that day, because he had been talking to his girlfriend, Iola Morton. He couldn't understand, though, how Frank had caught all that, because he had also been talking to his girlfriend, Cassie Shaw.

Frank and Joe began talking about what they thought Nancy Drew would be like, while Fenton told Laura and Gertrude a little about his new case. Fenton was a very experienced detective, and Frank, 16, and Joe, 15, had already picked up some of their father's skills.

It wasn't long before they heard a car pull up to their drive.

Earlier that day...

16 year old Nancy Drew laid her head back on the head rest of her seat in the airplane. She was on her way to Bayport, New York, and would be taking off soon. She actually felt kind of bad about the whole thing. She and her father, Carson Drew, had told them, that everyone would be away, and that Nancy thought it would be fun to enter an exchange program, but that wasn't completely the truth. But she didn't want to think about that now. Instead she would think about...Ned!

Ned Nickerson was Nancy's longtime boyfriend, and while they had problems every now and then, like every normal couple did, they always stayed together amidst it all. She smiled as she thought about how they had met. One year ago, she was a sophomore at River Heights High, and he was a senior. She was eating lunch in the school's cafeteria with her best friends, Bess Marvin and George Fayne, talking about a new movie they'd all seen together that weekend, when Laila Nickerson, Ned's younger sister, and another friend of their's, had come up to sit with them.

Flashback

"Hey," she's said.

"Hey Laila," Nancy said to her, "You seen any movies lately?"

"None, but," Laila was interrupted as Ned came up to talk to her.

"Hey, Lail," Ned said. "Dad just called me. He said to tell you that you'd have to stay and watch football practice because he can't pick you up and neither can mom, so I'll have to take you home."

Laila groaned. "Don't worry Laila," Nancy said. "Dad has to work late and Hannah's car is in the shop, and since I'm just about sick of taking the bus, I was planning on staying too."

When Nancy had begun speaking, Ned had turned around and noticed her. "Hey, Lail, how about introducing me to your friends."

Laila sighed and rolled her eyes. "Ned," she began in a bored voice. "Meet Nancy Drew, Bess Marvin, and George Fayne. Nancy, Bess, and George, my brother, Ned Nickerson."

"Hey, Nancy," Ned said, sitting down next to her.

End Flashback

Nancy smiled again to herself. She and Ned had spent the rest of lunch talking, and they did so again the next day By the end of the week, they had hit it off so well that Ned had asked her out. Bess had been excited because, as she put it 'her best friend was going out with a gorgeous senior, who also happened to be the captain and star quarterback of the school's football team, in addition to playing baseball and basketball.'

Leave it to Bess to get all excited about that. She had been best friends with Nancy since they were toddlers, along with Bess's cousin, George. All through elementary school, they had been called 'The Three Musketeers.' The reason they probably got along so well was because they were all completely different from each other. George, tall, and slim with short brown hair was completely athletic, and in sun, rain, sleet or snow, she would always take her jogs. She probably played every sport known to man, and was awesome at all of them. Meanwhile, blonde haired, blue eyed Bess was easy going and her passions were shopping and guys. She was constantly on diets so that guys would notice her, but George and Nancy always told her that she didn't need it. Strawberry blonde, blue eyed Nancy was in between them. She enjoyed shopping, but she also liked playing sports.

In high school, though, The Three Musketeers had become four. They had met Laila Nickerson, a girl their age with jet black hair and piercing green eyes. Laila was the dramatic of the group. She wasn't a drama queen or anything, but she was always quite serious about things. She aspired to be a great novelist one day, and was, well, just Laila.

Nancy shook her head. It was amazing that they all had become friends. But she was glad they were. They'd helped her through some difficult times. Nancy remembered a magazine that Bess had given her. There had been an article about some rock star she'd wanted Nancy to read. She supposed that she'd better read it now while she had the chance. She got it out and sat back to enjoy the rest of her flight.

Present Time back at the Hardy home

"Shouldn't someone be going to pick her up from the airport," Gertrude asked.

"No," Joe told her. "She insisted on driving here herself. She said she needed to pick up her rental car anyway."

Just then they heard a car pull up in the street. They went to the front kitchen windows and opened the blinds a bit and peaked out. A red Corvette was parked there, with a tall, strawberry blonde climbing out.

A/N: What did you all think of it? Please review, and I will get my next chapter up as soon as a can read my handwriting for the next chapter and have it typed up(I warn you, I'm a VERY slow typer.

Lillie's Quote of the Day 8/18/05: Topic: Laughter

"Man is the only creature endowed with the power of laughter; is he not the only one that deserves to be laughed at?"

- Greville