Romances: 3/4, 1/5, 2/Lizzie
Summary: The kids are teenagers now, but they start to remember their lives as KND members. What happens when old romances come back?
Chapter 1: Normal Day
"Hey, girls!" A Japanese girl with straight black hair in a ponytail, runs up to her cheerleading friends.
"Hey, Kuki." They wave, poms poms in hand. "Are you ready for the game?"
Kuki nodded ecstatically. "You know it. But I got to go pick up Mushi at her school first."
The girls nod. "OK, but don't be late."
"I won't!" Kuki runs off & out of the school doors. She stops as she hears honking. She turns to see her boyfriend, quarterback, Austin Green, in his red convertible.
"Going my way?" he calls out.
Kuki giggles & jumps in his car. "Sure. I have to pick up Mushi."
Austin kisses her on the cheek & smiles, "Sure." He pulls out, Kuki's hair flying in the wind.
Meanwhile, in a bad part of town, a short Australian kid with blond hair, is talking to some other leather clad boys,
"So, when are you going to pay me?" the kid asked.
"Soon. Chill, shrimp." one of the older boys said.
The blond kid's eyes flamed up, "Shrimp? I'll show you shrimp." He ran up to them, ready to kick some ass, when he heard, "Wally, don't do this!"
Wallabee Beatles turns to see his girlfriend, Caitlyn. "Why not?" he growled.
Caitlyn smirked, "Because these punks aren't worth it." She walks up to one of them, seductively. "You want to get a room or something?" she batted her eyelashes.
Wally grew angry that his girlfriend was not only flirting, but was doing it in front of him. But suddenly, Caitlyn's eyes sparked & she kneed the guy in the crouch.
The boy kneeled over in pain, & Caitlyn elbowed him in the head. The boy fell in pain, & Caitlyn walked back toward Wally.
"I saw you getting jealous." she teased.
"Well, you have to admit, you're a flirt." Wally grabbed her by the waist & brought her into a kiss. She returned in it by putting her tongue in his mouth…(OK, I can stop here, since it IS PG-13...)
At the game, a African-American girl with black hair braided, is sitting on the lap of an African-American boy. She has her arms wrapped around him, & he's hugging her close to him.
"Why are we here?" he asked.
"Because it's fun to make fun of the dimwitted football players & cheerleaders!" (sorry to any football players & cheerleaders! Stereotyping, I know).
"OK, but only a few more minutes. I'm freezing my ass off!" he complained.
"Fine." the girl pretends to pout, then brings him in for a quick kiss. Once they pull back, the girl smiles, "Have I told you how lucky I am to have such a sweet boyfriend?"
"Only about a thousand times." the boy grinned. "But you can tell me again."
The girl laughs. "Don't get a big head, Tony."
"I'll try, Abby." Tony laughed. Abby joined & then the sat, hugging each other again.
On the other side, a British bald boy is sitting with a, ahem, "big-boned" girl.
"Nigel!" she whines. "Why are you always working?"
"Lizzie," he sighs, looking up at her. "I've told you a thousand times, I'm working on something very important for my work."
Lizzie whines again, "You're always working on work." She looks around, & seeing Abby & Tony laughing, points, "Why can't we be more like them?"
Nigel looks up & looks at the laughing couple. A feeling of recognition hits him when he sees Abby, but he just brushes it off. "Because, they, obviously, have nothing else to do." He looks back down at his work, leaving Lizzie sighing.
At home, an American brown haired boy is tinkering with something. We can see that his room is filled with airplanes; airplane posters, model airplanes, airplane bed covers (a little obsessive, isn't he?).
"Hoagie!" a shrill voice calls out. "Why are you not at the game?"
Hoagie P. Gilligan sighs, "Mom, I already told you! Why would I want to go to a stupid football game!" Actually, he would want nothing more, but knew he would probably sit alone.
"You'll never make friends!" his mother called out.
"What if I don't want to make friends?" he yelled back.
"Hoagie, everyone wants to make friends. Look at your brother, Tommy. He's out & dating that nice girl, Sophie."
"That's Tommy! Leave me alone!"
"Fine." his mother gave up. But he could still hear, "Just want the best for him…"
Hoagie stops tinkering with the pile of junk. He sighs & gets up. He walks up to his yearbook & opens it to a picture of an African-American girl with short bouncy hair. "Cree, if only you were still in America…" he sighed, rubbing the picture.
Hoagie stared a few more minutes, then shut it. "That'll never happen…" he goes back to tinkering.
Good, bad? I know boring, but I'm explaining their lives & personalities. The next couple of chapters should be better. I'll try and update as soon as I can! Meanwhile, RR plz!