Kelly looked at the boys, blinking rapidly out of confusion. Then she noticed the situation she was in, and tucked her blonde hair behind her ears. "Were you guys spying on me?"

The boys had gotten up and started to back away. "No…" They all said.

Kelly smiled slightly. "It's ok if you were. I know how it feels to wait a long time. It must have been boring waiting for me."

Mouth was the first to speak up. "Well, we didn't exactly think a guy would take this long to get ready." Then he took his comb out and brushed the tips of his hair. After he was done, he leaned in and grinned. "But I'm ok with the end result."

She didn't know whether to laugh or to back away, so she chose to just give him a blank stare. "Uh, thanks, I guess."

"I'm Mouth; this is Chunk, Data, and Mikey."

"Kelly Marie Snyder." She said with a curtsey. "You can come in if you want." She stepped to the side.

The boys filed inside, but one of them stopped to say something. "I'm sorry that you had to see that…" He scratched the back of his head.

"It's ok. You're Mikey, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." He said. "That's me."

"Oh, ok." She smiled. She followed him inside her new room. It wasn't very big, but it had a freshly painted blue wall with little stickers on it. The bed sheets were neatly tucked in and nothing was out of place. She had her own white vanity table with some of her mom's old make-up.

"You're so girly." Mouth says who is playing with a tube of pink lipstick.

"I just like girly things sometimes. I don't usually wear it all the time though. It's too much of a hassle."

Mouth turns to Data. "We should get some for Stef. She needs to look nicer."

"Who is that?" Kelly asks as she sits by Chunk on her bed.

"She's our friend." Chunk says. "She and Mouth have this… thing."

"Are you dating?" Kelly asks intently.

"No!" Mouth shouts. "It's not even close to that. We just hate each other's guts."

"Ok, whatever you say."

Mikey picked up something from her desk. "A magnifying glass?"

"It's my dad's. He was very big on going on adventures."

"But you keep it?"

Kelly hanged her head in embarrassment. "I like to daydream a lot about adventures. It's only natural to be drawn to that kind of stuff."

Data pops up. "I invent things!"

Kelly does the same. "Can you show me?"

"Oh no… don't get him started…" Chunk adds.

Data opens his coat and presses a button, and out from his belt a small grappling hook clings onto a chair by the vanity table. The belt starts to "wind", pulling the chair.

They stand in awe as they watch the glorious sight, but of course it wouldn't last. Soon, instead of the chair being pulled, it was Data that was. He crashed into the chair and tumbled into it. It made a loud noise.

"Oh no, Data are you ok?" Kelly asked, trying to help him up.

"Data's ok." He smiles. "Data will just fix this later."

The door swings open, and Scott and Brand walk inside. Scott looks at his sister with a confused expression. "What just happened?"

"Oh it was nothing it…" She stopped. The other boy was handsome. She couldn't embarrass herself in front of him.

Kelly pulled her strawberry blonde hair away from her face, and used her "movie star" smile. "Data was showing me how to use his contraption."

"Yeah, this is not a clammy. Calmly." Mike tries to say. Kelly giggles, hoping maybe it sounds cute.

"It's calamity, genius." Brand says sarcastically. "At least no one is hurt."

"Yeah," Scott says, closing the door.

The five wait a couple seconds before bursting out laughing.

Kelly's cheeks are red in embarrassment. "Who was that?"

Mikey sighs. "My older brother, Brand. He gets like that a lot."

"Oh…" Kelly said.

"Hey guys," Chunk says. "Ya think Kelly's good enough to be a Goonie?"

"I don't know. I think she has to prove it." Mouth says, smirking. "Meet us at Mikey's tomorrow. Noon. Don't be late. You need training."

"…What's a goonie?" Kelly asks.

The boys sighed. Chunk pats her shoulder. "You've got a lot to learn."