A/N:

HAI. Miss me?

So I was re-reading this, and I thought that my writing was horrid. So I decided to re-write the first Chapter. I hope you all don't mind reading it.

And I may re-write this entire thing. Review if you want me too and tell me. Tell me if I've improved btw!

PS I included mentions of others in the story, as well as Angie in the first chapter.

I also have drawn pictures of Angie! I might be able to put the links in my profile if anyone cares

Rachel's Diary

Ch. 1 re-written!

"And where do you think you're going?" A young girl's voice snapped at the boy who was climbing the stairs, as she stood up and folded her arms expectantly. Numbuh 363 turned slowly to see his long time friend (and annoyance,) Angelina, known as Angie to her family, friends, strangers….to everyone. It actually took him a night of sneaking into the KND moonbase to figure out her real name (because no one has the decency to just ASK anymore).

"Whatsittoya?" he said back. The girl crossed her arms, lips forming a small pout. He gulped, he was in for it now.

"Well for your information" She dragged out the last word and emphasized each and every syllable, "I need you."

His heart leapt for a moment.

"I need you to serve Mr. Bunnyrabbit some tea."

Ugh, he should have known. Why did he have Angie over his house he didn't know- she was going to be staying in the guests room because she had cooties. Oh yea, their parents had grown close since he and Angie went to the same private school, and their parents became instant best friends, the reason Angie never got out of his hair. Her parents were going on a date tonight, and Angie needed to be babysat by numbuh 363's parents. He rolled his eyes. And stomped up the stairs, ignoring Angie's yells and demands that he get his butt down here of she'd kick his father's vase and blame him.

He walked down the hall of his large house, the carpet sticking to his feet, when something caught his eye. His sister's bedroom door was open. He shouldn't have, but I happen to know that he turned around and headed in that direction. The room was calling to him. Not literally, of course.

He took one step into the room and regretted it.

It smelled like perfume. He had to cough a few times, but when he got over the stench and the thought of cooties, on Rachel's desk sat the thing that all men were supposed to avoid at the cost of their lives- a diary.

Her diary. With all her secrets.

A smirk crawled upon Harvey's lips as he lent forward, picking it up and flipping to the first page. It said her name and contact info, and his heart started to soar when he read a do not read label. He was going to have some serious blackmail. Maybe he should make some copies. He eyes the first page and read it, sitting upon Rachel's bed.

Dear Diary,

I think it's really hard to be supreme leader. I mean, at first it seemed so easy, like a great game. I was the boss! But ya know, after awhile it wore off and it stunk. I took over after numbuh 270's betrayal. It took me awhile to get over it. But now I think I've gotten over it. Angie and I had a very long talk that Fanny interrupted. It was quite funny actually- somehow she thought we were talking about her failure. But Angie quickly mulled it over and we all talked about numbuh 270. Then we talked about boys in the-

if there was one thing Harvey did not want to read about, it was his sister's opinion of boys. So he skipped the rest of the entry, flipping through the pages and skimming. Once day Rachel was angry at the amount of paperwork, she assigned the wrong mission to a squad, had a nightmare about father….

Harvey looked down, however, as a note caught his eye. There were hearts doodled around the entry, so he decided to read it. This promised serious blackmail.

Dear Diary,

Will you tell anyone my secret? No, no, you're a diary. You're meant to keep them.

Today started out as a simple mission. I was going with Nigel Uno (Numbuh one) to solve an issue with the local candy store's limited supply of gumballs. It was simple and we managed to solve it, but the girl working there said we were a couple. I know it shouldn't have, but it made me think. I thought of him and I…romantically.

And I sort of liked it. I don't know, I mean he probably like numbuh five…but I can't help it. He's just…the perfect dream guy for me. We've become friends, and I don't want to risk it. I don't want to go to any of my friends (Fanny would laugh, and I'm sure my other ones would tell everyone on moonbase. Plus if I told Angie she'd probably tell my brother about it over tea. She tells him so much I wonder if he needs therapy by now)

Harvey wasn't going to pretend that didn't insult him. Because it did.

But I can tell you. I…I think I have a crush on him...maybe I even love him…

In confidence,

Rachel

Harvey blinked. The entry was covered in hearts and the handwriting was quite girlish. Unlike Rachel's usual.

He closed the book when he heard the shower turn off. Rachel had been taking one, he remembered, so he dashed out of the room and ran downstairs, practically Jumping into Angie's arms.

"Excuse me?" She asked, looking at him with a frown. "If you wanted to have tea you were late. Now I'm playing monopoly."

"By yourself?" Harvey asked with a raised eyebrow. Angie smirked and poked his cheek. Harvey flailed a bit, falling backwards.

"DON'T. TOUCH. ME." he snapped Angie handed him the car.

"Nope. We're both playing monopoly, Harvey." She said. Harvey sighed and looked upstairs, as he heard Rachel moving. She didn't realize he looked into her diary. He thought a bit, as his mother came in and joined them, helping Angie deal out the money.

He didn't like this. And he had a plan.