Don't judge me. I liked the idea.

Based very loosely on the song "You belong with me" by Taylor Swift.

Greensleeves is ALL cat94208's. She gave me permission to use her as my OC, Megan's, friend. I do not own her, her personality, her nickname, or her appearance.

I don't own Lilo and Stitch either.

Experiment 388, or Megan, sat up in her bed, yawned, and stretched. The sun shone through the window covering her back wall. She threw her legs over the edge of her bed and stepped groggily to her closet. She pulled on a baggy, dark blue sweatshirt. At the experiment high school, the experiments were allowed to wear whatever they pleased, even nothing if they wanted because their bodies were covered in fur. Megan preferred to wear simple things, as to not attract unneeded attention to herself. Unlike her rival, Angel (624).

Both experiments were competing for the love of Stitch (626). His blue fur and big black eyes were oddly alluring to both experiments. Angel would almost always win when it came to him. She dressed glitzy, often in a sequined white tank top and light pink pleated skirt. She kept her pink fur, ears, and antennae brushed to a sheen. Angel flirted shamelessly with Stitch and constantly hung off him. Megan, unlike Angel, waited for Stitch to notice her instead of completely commanding his attention.

Megan quickly brushed her fur and teeth. She took care of her body, but wasn't overly obsessive of it or vain. She quickly grabbed her backpack from the table and she opened her door and stepped out onto the flat, thin, square platform that jutted about 2 feet from the wall. Megan swiped a paw over the shiny brass nameplate on her door, making the words, "Experiment 388- Megan" gleam.

She looked straight down off the platform. It was over 50 feet to the ground. Megan closed her eyes and fell backwards off the platform. She made wings sprout from her back. Catching the air, the dark green experiment glided down to the ground. She landed, kneeling, and her wings melted into her back. Megan's primary function was to shape-shift, meaning she could also add or take away body parts. Since she could "fly" she had gotten one of the rooms on the top levels.

Most experiments could climb walls, teleport, fly, or even stretch so they got dorms on the upper levels. The dorm area was one big wall. All the rooms were stacked up on each other so it would take up less ground space. Unfortunately, this was a huge inconvenience to all the experiments that couldn't fly or climb walls. They got ground or second level dorms and if they wanted to visit one of the higher rooms, they would have to get help.

Megan walked through the wide hallways of EX High. A few experiments, like Slick (020), Shrink (001), and Chopsuey (621) were walking through the halls, but most of the experiments were in the cafeteria already. Megan smiled to herself. I can think of 4 experiments that will already be there.

Entering the huge, open doors of the cafeteria, Megan slid her gaze around, looking for her regular table. Her 4 best friends were there, talking and laughing. Sparky (221), Greensleeves (342), Squeak (110) and Reuben (625) were eating breakfast. It had been cooked by the three experiments in charge of the cafeteria, Slushy (523), Splodyhead (619) and Frenchfry (062). Megan looked around a bit more and her dark eyes settled on the jock table. There was Stitch (626), along with Ace (262), Yang (502), and Slugger (608), talking probably about a football game or something. Megan smiled dreamily at Stitch. He's so beautiful. She thought.

He suddenly directed his gaze right to her and caught her staring. Megan looked away and blushed under her dark green fur. She hurried to her friends' table.

"Hey Megan." Sparky noticed first. A chorus of "Hey," How do you do," and "How did you sleep last night" came from all her friends except Reuben. He was munching on a ham and cheese sandwich. Megan rolled her eyes jokingly and nudged him. Then, in mock surprise, she put her paws over her mouth and exaggerated a gasp.

"Oh my goodness! What a rare sight! Reuben is actually eating a SANDWICH!" Sparky, Squeak, and Greensleeves snickered. Reuben turned to her and swallowed the bite of sandwich he had in his mouth.

"Oh my goodness! What a rare sight! Megan actually WOKE UP today!" Now, Greensleeves, being the lady that she was, was leaning on the table, suppressing laughter by pressing a paw over her mouth while Sparky and Squeak were rolling on the floor, chortling hysterically. Reuben smiled smugly at Megan. The golden sandwich eater was famous for his fast mouth. Megan shook her head and sat down beside him, shoving his body over a little. Megan and Reuben liked to annoy each other in fun.

"Are you going into line today, Megan?" Squeak asked, finally recovering from his laughing fit. Megan gave him an are you serious look.

"Do I ever?" Without waiting for an answer, Megan held her hand out, palm facing the surface of the table. A tray of food appeared. Just the way Megan liked it. A balanced meal of toast with peanut-butter, milk, bacon, and a banana.

"You're so lucky you can modify molecules, Megan. You don't EVER have to wait in line." Squeak continued. His primary function was to talk the ears off some people, but he had gotten a bit better with stopping his motor-mouth. His voice had a slight whistle to it, because of the gap between his teeth.

Megan didn't answer, because her mouth was too full of toast.

They all talked while they ate, then, Megan noticed something. Every time Reuben took a bite of his sandwich, he would close his eyes to savor the taste.

He took another mouthful and while his eyes were closed, Megan twitched a finger and the air molecules around the sandwich connected with it and turned into cheese, ham, and bread, re-creating the bite that he just took. It was like a never ending sandwich.

The other three noticed and started to snicker again. Reubens' face was the perfect example of astonishment and confusion as he realized that the chunk of sandwich he just ate was back on the sandwich.

"M-Megan," Greensleeves choked out, "it's n-not polite to..." her ladylike giggles were turned on full blast now, and Sparky and Squeak were covering their mouths with one hand and holding their stomachs with the other.

Reuben looked around the table in suspicion. "Not polite to what?"

"N-nothing," Megan snickered. "Just eat your sandwich."

Reuben shrugged, but took another bite. Megan made the bite reappear on the sandwich again, but this time, Reuben had and eye half open and had seen the transformation. He spun to look at Megan. Her forehead was on the table, both hands at her stomach, shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Megan!"

"It's not polite to tease someone!" Greensleeves gasped, short of breath from the laughing spell. There was chortling al around the table. Maybe 3 minutes later, the experiments sat, gasping for air, and tried to calm down.

Just by coincidence, Megan glanced over at the cheerleader table. Angel was looking disapprovingly at her. Knowing Megan was looking, Angel sauntered to the jock table and hung off of Stitch, flashing her a triumphant smirk.

Megan felt jealousy burn inside her like a forest fire.

"Megan? Are you ok?" She turned to face the golden experiment. Just seeing his dark oval eyes made her smile.

"Absolutely fine."

The bell rang, startling all 5 experiments.

"My first class is arithmetic with Dupe (344) and Houdini (604)." Greensleeves announced, not excited or disappointed.

"I've got music." Megan said, waving her hand so her leftovers and tray disappeared.

"So do I." Reuben mumbled around the last bite of his sandwich.

"Yay!" Megan hugged Reuben, startling him. He stood awkwardly until she let go.

Sparky's antennae twitched. "Me and Squeak have ELA."

"Sparky, it's 'Squeak and I'." Greensleeves corrected.

The electric experiment rolled his eyes. "Squeak and I." He exaggerated the way he said it.

"You're so lucky. I love English Language Arts!" Greensleeves congratulated.

The bell rang again. Most of the experiments were already clearing out of the cafeteria.

"Gotta rush." Sparky said, his lower half turning into a neon yellow streak, "ELA's at the other end of the school!" Like lightning, he sped off in a slightly jerky pattern, not unlike that of a dragonfly. Squeak chased after him.

"Well, math is quite near, so I may take my time if I like." Greensleeves started off, waving back to the two experiments left. "Good luck getting through the crowds, you two!"