Chapter 1: Fanny's Life

Fanny's POV

It was a beautiful day outside. I was lying on top of a hill that was covered in the greenest grass you have EVER seen. It was the middle of spring and many flowers were blooming. As I closed my eyes ever so gently in a daze, I could hear birds chirping and the light wind whistling through the trees and through my hair. I kept thinking how perfect it felt. There was no worries, no cares, no one to bug me, just...me. I loved it! I felt this small moment of peace. Then a shadow over came me. I opened my eyes slowly to see a young boy looking down at me.

"Hey there," he said with a grin.

"Hey," I replied with a slight smile.

He got down beside me and lied there, placing his arms behind his neck.

"How are you?" he asked.

"Fine," I answered, turning on my side to face him.

"Just fine?" He cocked an eyebrow playfully.

"Yup, what about you?" I wondered.

"Same."

A butterfly flew right in front of us and landed on my hip.

The boy placed his finger right by it as it crawled onto his fingertip. I giggled.

"It's beautiful," I told him.

"Yes, it is," I noticed he was staring at me and I blushed.

I stood to my feet.

"Where are YOU going?" he asked.

"I'm going to take a walk."

"Can I join you?"

"Umm...nope, you had better stay and guard your new friend," I pointed to the butterfly.

He chuckled and released it as it flew right into the sun's rays.

The boy turned to look at me, but I was already walking away.

"You come back here!" he called.

I just started running faster as he chased me.

"IF YOU WANT ME, YOU HAVE TO RUN FASTER THAN THAT!" I yelled, running backward with a chuckle.

"TRUST ME, I AM RUNNING!"

All of a sudden, I tripped over a log and fell.

"FANNY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"

That's when I awoke from one of the craziest dreams EVER.

I propped myself up and groaned.

"CRUDDY DREAMS! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Yup, that wasn't the first time I had those strange and disturbing dreams. I loathed them but at the same time... kind of liked them? I would have liked them even more if it wasn't for that STUPID BOY I KEPT SEEING!

WHO WAS HE ANYWAY? OF COURSE HE MAY OF SOUNDED PERFECT BUT, TRUST ME, HE WASN'T! I MEAN, HE WAS A BOY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

My eyes blurred. I rubbed my eyes to get my eyesight straight. When I could officially see, I lifted myself out of my bed and moved towards my Rainbow Monkey dresser. I pulled out my standard green shirt and orange skirt. Nothing too fancy, I mean, it's not like I was trying to impress anyone.

I quickly changed out of my Rainbow Monkey PJs and ran downstairs to the kitchen.

I DID'NT want to be late to the moon base just in case Numbuh 362 needed me. My whole ENTIRE kid life has been the Kids Next Door. I didn't have any friends, except maybe that Numbuh 3, but I denied her offering. I knew she only felt sorry for me and her cheeriness got REALLY annoying SUPER fast. I mean, the only thing we really had in common is Rainbow Monkey. So, whenever there's a Rainbow Monkey movie coming out or something, that's when we really talk and be friends.

Other than that, people don't seem to like to hang out with me. They claim I'm MEAN!

At times, I would be up at the moon base and I would hear many kids gossip behind my back, saying horrible stuff about me. It really doesn't hurt my feelings that much, I just start screaming at them and they back off. At least they could be considerate and whisper when I'm not in the ROOM! STUPID BOYS!

I came down the steps of our staircase to see a post-it on the fridge.

It said, "Dear my Little Fanny Pants,"- DON'T ASK!

As I was saying, "I went to work early so I would have time to drop off Patty and Shawnee at their summer camp. I'll see you tonight around five O'clock!

P.S. Your Father is working late tonight on some big work thing I didn't pay any attention to.

Love,

Mom

GREAT! At least I still have the Kids Next Door or I would be bored out of my cruddy mind!

I opened the fridge and pulled out some milk for some Rainbow Monkey cereal. I grabbed the box and was about to pour the cereal into a bowl when I realized...IT WAS EMPTY!

STUPID BROTHERS OF MINE, TAKING ALL MY CEREAL! I am so mad I could just- OH CRUD! I needed to be up on the moon base like Eleventy Buhmillion minutes ago! What if someone needs to be decommissioned or something? I have to get up on the moon base!

I leaped into my big, yellow ship and flew straight to the moon. More people would be fascinated to see that cruddy moon but I've seen it a million times already. It isn't that special. As I blasted into space, I saw all the many bright stars and even passed the sun. However, I wasn't THAT close, it was just really big so you couldn't miss it. I finally landed next to the many other ships at moon base and ran straight to my office.

As I ran, I passed Numbuh 362.

"Numbuh 362 sir," I saluted.

"At ease," she told me.

I let my hand fall and looked up at her.

"Anything you need me to do?"

She thought for a second.

"Not that I can think of," she answered.

"Nothing?" I was disappointed.

I haven't done anything big in over a week and I hate it, especially since I'm already twelve and in three months I'm officially a teenager. TEENAGERS AND BOYS! TEENAGE BOYS! Ugh, I hated it all! I worked too hard just to be decommissioned, but those were the rules and I HAD to follow them. All those years with decommissioning family, leaders, and people I actually liked. I eventually decommissioned one of my closes friends-Numbuh 12- and it was hard and tough, but that's why I had that job, right? I was hard and I was tough-Man, I was the toughest girl in the Kids Next Door!

Wait, did I just say was? I STILL AM! No Stupid or cruddy ( or usually both) boy would ever compare to me! I was practically the toughest of them all! There was not one person who was tougher.

"Numbuh 86, will you meet me in my office in about ten minutes?"

"Sure, sir," I replied.

"Okay then."

She went straight to her office and slammed the door behind her.

You know, there was a time when I was offered Global Tactical Officer. It didn't last too long. I liked it okay, but it was nothing like my old job. Plus, as they tried to find a replacement, I couldn't do it. No one was right for the job, like me, so I decided what was best was keeping my old job.

The biggest question though, what did Numbuh 362 want to talk to me about?