Okay, so with that last story, I'm not trying to control any characters, just having fun.  Still, because I feel like writing about me, I'm posting a new story. 

My name is Nicole Claire Barnes.  I destest being called Niki!  DETEST!!!  I'm new here at ACME (read profile for more info) but I love it here!  This story will be in 3rd person because the all-knowing person controling me feels like adding other people's thoughts in too.  Here I go!

It was a cloudy day in May.  School for ACME borders had just let out for the year.  14-year-old Nicole Barnes was in here new dorm unpacking.  Rain had just begun to beat at the window, making the none-too-cheery room seem almost dingy.  A girl knocked on the open door-frame. 

"Hey, can I come in?"

Nicole looked up.  "Sure.  I'm Nicole."

"I'm Alexandra.  But call me Alex.  My dorm is across the room from you, and I heard you were my age."

"Hi Alex!" Nicole said with that warm feeling of a good first impression.  "Jut don't call me Niki and I'm sure we'll get along just fine!  So how long have you been here?"

"Not too long.  My parents were detectives, so it was always planned that I would go here someday.  I guess that's why ACME wanted me.  Because my parents were good, you know?"

"Not really.  I was going to be an opera singer.  My parents weren't musical but apparently I had talent.  But, to put it frankly, we can't afford it anymore.  I was recruted here.  They wanted me, so I had to...change."  she sighed, dark eyes misty.  "But I like Criminal Motives Investigations.  It's a lot of fun, but not very out-in-the-field."

Alex smiled, "Yeah I know!  I did that for a while but now I'm kind of a hybred.  Wish I could work on Carmen Sandiego's case someday.  Now that would be amazing!  They said I might if they could team me up."

"Awesome, Alex!  You are lucky!"

"Well, that is if they can find someone...wait!  How about you!  I could recomend you!  I'm sure they would let us work together!"

Nicole looked down, "I don't know...I have no expirience past the testing and a few easy cases before I moved in.  All I did was tell the real agents where they might find th crook, and explain some intentions.  I questioned some with help...but Carmen?  It would be so cool...but I'm not sure I can do it."

Alex tossed her head of very dark hair.  It was a toss that would have become curls, but was almost comical on her choppy layered hair with it's one red streak.  Her blue eyes flashed as she said, "You'll be fine!  I'll ask the chief!"

Nicole shook her head sending the long waves of golden brown, forced into her hair by means of heat, flying.  "Okay, I give up!"

Alex walked out with a wave and a smile.  Nicole finished unpacking and headed downstairs with her red laptop, her one hint of her old life she had left.  She had some reseach to do for another small case. As she walked into ACME's computer room Nicole thought just how wonderful it would be to do this on Carmen's case.  But something in her hesitated.  She admired Carmen.  Nicole had loved every story about Carmen when she was younger, the Carmen a detective.  The thing is, Nicole had researched.  Since she knew how to get her fingers to the Google search bar she was looking up info about Carmen.  Why did she quit?  Everyone said she was bored...to smart.  Yet Nicole felt there must be more.  There had to be!  But for now, she had to get back to work.  Time for pondering would come later.

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