Hey! New story and a slightly unoriginal idea. I have suddenly felt nostalgic and decided to write about my favourite childhood programme: MMPR. I've read other stories of 'What If' Tommy and Kimberly switched places on being evil. Instead of Rita having the Green Dragonzord Power Coin, she had the Pink Pterodactyl Power Coin. I read a few but they were always incomplete. So I hope this does justice. Some of the characters may sound slightly more mature than normal but I will try to keep to their normal personalities.
Also, a slight change in Kimberly's sport. Kimberly does Kickboxing in this story, not Gymnastics, though she went for a few classes in the past. Her parents are still divorced, but under harsher circumstances. But seriously, on TV, Amy Jo Johnson's character looks like she kicks as hard as a rock! You can at least imagine Kimberly taking up Kickboxing!
Please don't give out that I made Ernie Kim's uncle, but he's so nice and he seems like the kind of guy to be related to Kim!
On the side note, I'm not exaggerating training regime in Kickboxing! I do it myself and I have done what I've written; even the 40 (normal number for fitness exam) and 54 push-ups (in training) and trust me, it's not fun! I know back flips etc does not happen in Kickboxing, but Kimberly is flexible and some rules can be bent!
Anyways to finish my rant, I don't own PR, at this stage I don't know who the owner is. Give this story a shot and I hope you like it! If you do leave a comment, follow or favourite! Hopefully I'll have Chapter 2 up soon!
*Change* - Character Age:
Kimberly Hart: 14; born 1979.
Trinity 'Trini' Kwan: 14; born 1979.
Zachary 'Zach' Taylor: 15; born 1978
William 'Billy' Cranston: 15; born 1978.
Jason Lee Scott: 15; born 1978.
Thomas 'Tommy' Oliver: 15; born 1978.
Chapter 1: New Girl
"I love meeting new people;
I think everyone has a story to tell.
We should all listen sometimes."
- Kim Smith
Friday…
17:00…
10th August 1993…
(Scene: Youth Centre, Angel Grove, Earth/Tommy's POV)
Myself and my friends entered the Youth Centre. It's a great place to hang out after school and during the weekend. I turned to my friends, as you can see, we're not your average, run-of-the-mill teenagers. In secret, we are the Power Rangers; chosen specifically by an inter dimensional being named Zordon. To sum it up, he's a giant talking head in an energy tube; main reason is he was trapped in a time wrap many years ago. He formerly lived on a distant planet called Eltar. Our duty, he has entrusted upon us, is to protect our home from a long time old enemy: Rita Repulsa; her name says it all, a powerful space witch who will stop at nothing to conquer Earth and to destroy us.
It is quite easy to tell which colour ranger we are because of our… taste in clothes colour. I looked at my best friend, also sparring partner and brother-figure Jason Lee Scott, he's the Red Ranger. Trinity 'Trini' Kwan is Yellow Ranger, William 'Billy' Cranston: Blue Ranger, then Zachary 'Zach' Taylor: Black Ranger. And myself? I'm the Green Ranger. The source of our powers is a simple, but powerful gold Power Coin, each one has the engraving of a dinosaur, except for me. A Tyrannosaurus, Sabertooth Tiger, Triceratops, Mastadon (really some relative of the Wooly Mammoth) and finally a Dragonzord, that looks something like Godzilla and/or Mecha Godzilla. Which is technically not a dinosaur, but a mythical creature. So far, we've been giving Rita a nice kick for the past couple of weeks. It's been quiet though, so we decided to enjoy it and get much needed school work done, as much as I hate it.
My friends and I took our seats in our usual places in the Youth Centre, think of it as our civilian version of the Command Centre. All of us sat down as the owner of the centre; Ernie, who makes the best food and the meanest smoothies and juices, came over to us. Sometimes small competitions are held here because of the decent size and space. Should I also add Ernie built a small gym!? There's also mats Jason and I can use to spar. On the side, along with Trini who is adept in her own style of Martial Arts, we give Zach and Billy some lessons. Jason and I also teach the kids and adults if they want to. Billy is the brains of the team, he can hold his own in a fight but without him, we'd be lost for ideas to outsmart Rita and her goons.
"Hey kids." Ernie greeted, "Would you like anything?" I looked at everyone, we have a tendency to order the same stuff.
"The usual guys?" They all nodded as Ernie instantly jotted our orders down in his notebook. We've ordered the same thing so many times, he practically has it memorised!
"Your smoothies and juices will be ready in a few minutes.",
"Thanks Ernie." Said Trini. I leaned back into my seat.
"That Maths test almost killed me!" Jason exclaimed,
"Hey! What do you have against Calculus?" Billy joked,
"Dude, my brain is mush from Differentiation and don't get me started on the rules! Who created them!? Sometimes I have difficulty in figuring out how to use the Product and Chain Rule!" Zach complained. We all burst out laughing,
"It wasn't that bad. However, Integration was a pain, even if it was the introductory basics." Trini slagged. She's the only person in this group who can translate Billy language. It got even better after they accidentally switched bodies thanks to Billy's machine. His first attempt at reading minds.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm glad that test is done." Said Jason. We all hummed in agreement. Shortly, Ernie came back with our drinks, placing them on the table. I reached for my back pocket to pay him, but he raised his hand.
"It's on the house Tommy." Our faces fell. We always pay him and we chip in together to give him a nice tip!
"Ernie we can't do that!" Jason argued,
"It's fine kids." I was about to protest when I heard a loud, aggressive 'Hiya'! I looked to the left and I swear if I kept my mouth hanging any longer, I'll be collecting flies!
Jason and the others followed suit as we watched a young, petite brunette spar with someone. Her style definitely isn't Karate like myself and Jason; her stance was different too. She was kicking a lot: Roundhouse, Side and Front Kicks, even Flying Kicks. We watched as she gracefully moved in closer to her opponent, so close he switched tactics and the spar has become the equivalent of a boxing match. For someone her size, I'm guessing five foot-three inches, not to mention approximately one hundred and ten pounds! Jason is about twice that in muscle mass! She's holding her own pretty good. The new girl did a back flip, quickly followed by a well executed Sweep Kick, the side of her foot, connecting with the man's ankle. I grimaced as her sparring partner hit the mat with a solid 'thud'. Note to myself, don't piss her off.
"Amazing huh?" Ernie said, snapping us out of our gaze.
"Who is she Ernie?" Trini asked,
"That's my niece Kimberly, she prefers Kim though." Jason choked on his drink and stared at the owner wide-eyed.
"Kimberly!? As in the Kimberly Ann Hart!? Junior and Senior State Champion Kickboxer of New York!?",
"The one and only. She's fourteen and has a Grade 2 Blackbelt. Her and her mom; my sister moved here recently after she went through a bad divorce four years ago. It hurt poor Kim quite a bit." His voice grew sad, but continued, "They're not long here, moved from; as you said Jason, New York a couple of months ago." Wow, for a girl her age, Kimberly's life didn't seem so easy.
The others continued talking to Ernie about the background of his niece, but I was still entranced by her. She's absolutely gorgeous! Her brown hair was tied back neatly into a ponytail, she was wearing her Gi, minus the jacket that was hanging on the bar, so underneath was a pink tank top. I stared as she walked over to her gear bag, pulling out a towel and a bottle of water. She gave her partner a high-five. I heard them speak.
"Thanks Kim! Great spar! Remember, I'll get you back!" The middle-aged man laughed, patting her shoulder.
"In your dreams. See you Mike! Thanks for the lesson!" Is he like her trainer or something? Kimberly wiped her face with the towel to get rid of the sweat from exerting herself. I can't believe she's fourteen and a State Champion! She's a god damn protégée! But of course, I have a similar reputation as well. I worked my way up the ranks in Karate very quickly. Wow, her petite body is well built; her arms were muscular, but toned, broad, strong shoulder, so were her legs, flat stomach, but she is at a healthy weight for a teenager. I didn't realise I was staring for much longer than I actually needed. I snapped out of my dazed state when Zach clicked his fingers in front of me. I turned to my friends, who were all giving me a teasing look.
"Already falling for her Tommy?" The black ranger laughed,
"What!? I- no! It's not-" I can't believe I stuttered!
"Well then, we should get you two aquatinted. Come on lover boy!" Before I could object, Trini grabbed me by my hands, pulling me towards Kimberly, who was just packing up.
Trini dragged my reluctant, shy ass towards Kimberly. She looked up, seeing us. She is beautiful, she's literally the walking 'If looks could kill' sort of person. Her soft brown eyes were captivating! My mind was already racing, what do I do? What do I say? What can I do before she starts thinking I'm some kind of joke? A play boy? Or some high school jock!? Trini had me standing before Kimberly before I could count to five. We just stood there awkwardly, not knowing who will make the first move. Being the silent ninja, I bet Trini just rolled her eyes. She broke the silence.
"I'm Trini." She said, shaking Kim's hand, which she happily accepted, smiling, but shyly.
"Hi, I'm Kimberly. Just call me Kim." Trini pointed her finger to me then,
"And this man behind me, is Tommy Oliver." Her jaw dropped,
"Tommy Oliver! State Karate Champion!? No way! I've read so much about you!",
"I can say the same about you too!" Well done Tommy! You hardly read a thing about Kickboxing! Jason reads more into that! Way to make a fool of yourself Champ! Before I could ask more about her, Kim looked at her watch and went wide-eyed.
"Oh my god! Is that the time!? My mom is waiting for me!" In her frantic state, she grabbed all her gear, not bothering to change out of the Gi. "Nice seeing you Tommy, Trini."
She ran past us with impressive speed, no doubt her cardio is thanks to her training and fighting style. Man, I better start reading up about this sport before I become a laughing stock in front of her. I heard her say goodbye to Uncle Ernie, I guess that's what she calls him and rushed out the door. I wonder will I see her again? I turned around as the whole gang, even Ernie was laughing at me. I crossed my arms, feeling very humiliated. In point two seconds, I made myself look like a fool in front of Ernie's niece. There goes my dignity as great Green Dragonzord Ranger. Kimberly is cute though, I wonder do I have a chance? Oh shit! I have to get through Ernie and her mom! Ask for their approval… I never even met her mom! God, Zordon and the Power please help me!
"Well Tommy, I see my niece has you very smitten." Ernie slagged as he walked into the kitchen.
"Hardy har-har." I grumbled. Without warning, our communicators went off. The Power Rangers are needed once more. We all snuck off to a quiet area, huddling close to Jason and activated his communicator.
"We read you Zordon. What's up?",
"Rita has sent down another monster to terrorise Angel Grove. He is in the park." Zordon explained,
"OK. We'll handle it. You can count on us." Billy and I scanned the area to make sure it was safe enough to morph without being busted. The coast was clear and I gave Jason the thumbs up.
"Good luck Rangers. May the Power protect you." Alpha disconnected the communication link. We all put our right hand behind our backs, getting into typical morphing stance. It's almost second nature now.
"It's Morphin' Time!" Jason called out, as we raised our morphers.
"Dragonzord!",
"Mastodon!",
"Triceratops!",
"Sabertooth Tiger!",
"Tyrannosaurus!" Once the morphing sequence was completed, we teleported to the monster's location. Will Rita ever learn?
Short Time Later…
(Scene: Moon Palace, The Moon, Space/No POV)
Squatt and Baboo hugged each other in comical terror as their Empress, Rita Repulsa; a strong witch and a long time enemy of Zordon of Eltar, cried out in anger as she walked away with impossible grace in her oversized robes, from her telescope. She had just witnessed another ranger victory and it makes her sick. Her henchman and faithful general: Goldar, a golden armoured flying monkey; with some scores to settle with the Green and Red Ranger, stood in his place, knowing to hold his tongue, unless he wanted to incur the wrath of his mistress. Finally, the mastermind and creator behind all the monsters is Finster and he has surely lost count of how many of his creations fell victim to the Power Rangers and he admits to himself, silently: Zordon has picked very worthy Earth humans to fend off Rita and her conquest for Earth. They are true embodiments of 'Teenagers with Attitude' and they sure tick all the boxes no doubt.
"Oh, I have a headache!" Screeched Rita, a phrase that she used over and over, every time Rangers claimed victory. Ever since the appearance of the Rangers, her frequency in headaches increased drastically, enough to give everyone else a headache too. The centuries old witch continued her rant. "I am sick and tired to losing to those Power Brats! At this rate Earth will never be mine!" She turned to whack Goldar on the head with her wand for no obvious reason. Goldar is always the one to get whacked. An idea suddenly hit the winged monkey, as his mistress verbally lashed out at Squatt and Baboo even though they did absolutely nothing.
"My Empress, permission to speak." He asked,
"Speak you thick pickle head!" Rita replied, but still annoyed,
"You still have the Pink Pterodactyl Power Coin right?" The witch cocked her head.
"Yes! It's been here ever since I stole it from Zordon before he trapped me in that bloody dumpster ten thousand years ago!" Rita strolled over to a small, jewellery sized chest and opened it. Inside was a gold coin, similar to that of Rangers that is the source of their power, it sparkled pink, with positive energy. On the face of the coin, was an engraving of a Pterodactyl. Despite the lack of a Ranger to control the Pterodactyl Zord, the Rangers are capable of commanding it remotely. Rita finally copped on to Goldar's plan.
"For once that monkey has a brain after all." She thought. The witch of pure evil knew what she had to do to end the Power Rangers once and for all. If monsters can't do the job right, then she'll have to fight fire with fire. The only setback is the coin will not choose anybody to wield its ancient power, it chooses the Champion. For over a millennia, the Power Coin has chosen its master, it just needs to be reunited. "A Pink Ranger under my command, to forever serve me? It's brilliant! The Power Rangers will not know what hit them! First, I will empower and corrupt the coin. Its power to rival that of the Green Ranger!"
Without another word, she made the necessary arrangements to cast her spell on the coin. When everything was in place, she recited a spell in an ancient language, then pointed her wand towards the coin. The coin floated in midair, becoming red hot and as soon as it fell back onto the altar, the red died down. The Power Coin that was once a beautiful bright gold colour, was now a very dark gold, border lining black, as a sign it is now consumed by darkness.
"Pterodactyl Power Coin, reveal to me the warrior, you have deemed worthy to use your great power!" The coin glowed, as a visual or a vision appeared before Rita and her goons. The image was a young brunette, no younger than fourteen and wearing a pink tank-top and a tracksuit pants. Her brown eyes were full of life, sparkling with curiosity, ambition and determination. A ghostly voice filled the air, the voice of the now evil Pterodactyl. It whispered the identity of its wielder.
"Kimberly Hart. Find Kimberly." The voice lasted for a literal five seconds before going silent and the visual vanished. The glow of the coin died down. Rita laughed with much wickedness.
"The end of the Power Rangers is upon us! As much as I want to kidnap this Kimberly Hart immediately, I must test her prowess in battle." She began to walk off. "I must plan the next move!"
The Power Rangers will surely be in trouble. They faced many battles and come out on top, but how will they fare against one of their own?
Two Hours Later…
19:00…
(Scene: Hart Household, Angel Grove Residence, Angel Grove, Earth/Kimberly's POV)
I turned the keys in the keyhole to open the door and let myself in. I sighed mentally, a new house, new town, new start. Mom insisted on moving after dad walked away from us and mom filed for a divorce. Mom and dad did have a rocky relationship when I was around. At the beginning, they were happy with each other, like a match made in heaven. When I came along, they so overjoyed, by the time I turned six, everything went down hill, like a spiral. Fate suddenly decides to be a bitch. Dad had a very good job as a lawyer, but it kept him working late in the office. His co-worker, more like his personal assistant also worked late too. It seemed innocent at first, just a boss-employee relationship.
Then… mother began to distrust him. Every night he came home late, later than normal and it was always an argument. A war of words and accusations. I did my best to ignore it. Dad wouldn't do anything to hurt mom! Being late was part of his job right? It wasn't until one fateful night, I was in bed, waiting for dad to say goodnight to me, like he always did. I was ten. Without warning, either mom or dad, not sure who, stormed into the house, the door banged against the wall. I snuck out of my bedroom to see what was going on. Mom and dad were yelling again, I knew my dad had an explosive temper, which my mom handled well; but it was worse… tenfold. My mom's eyes were red and puffy, yet tears still managed to stream down her face. Dad did everything to calm her, but nothing worked, she was beyond angry with him. She was enraged. I could make out some words, something like mom paid someone to spy on dad and take photos. I was too young to understand.
However, you guessed right, that personal assistant or secretary whatever the term is, the reason dad was always late coming home… they were busy with each other. In other words dad was having an affair. Sure he did work late, but working late meant he was able to do other things, such as senselessly shagging his PA behind mom's back! He had a four year long affair! I never knew what betrayal felt like, until that night. Mom and dad were never able to recover their relationship. They never even tried. Worst, dad left when I was in the final stage of the Junior Kickboxing Championship. I barely scraped a First Place, it was pure skill and luck I have managed to win it. However, since then, I could never forgive dad for leaving us. I hated him and felt so ashamed to his daughter.
After four years in New York, mom thought we needed a fresh start. We were going to move to a town in California where Uncle Ernie resides: Angel Grove, also home of the Power Rangers. The idea seemed absurd to me with all these random monster attacks, but since the Power Rangers are around, I know we'll be safe.
"Mom! I'm home!" I called out. We've been staying in Angel Grove now for about… three months. Now, this house feels somewhat like home. I haven't attended the school here yet, mom has been onto Angel Grove High School, but it took some time to get all my records transferred.
"In the kitchen Kim!" Mom answered back. I dropped my gear bag and headed to the kitchen. I went over to the fruit bowl and grabbed an apple. "How was your sparring session with Mike?" Let's say Mike is an old friend living here and since he heard mom and I were moving here, which meant I had to drop out of my original club; he offered to train me to keep on top.
"It was grand. Like any sparring session." I took a bite out of my apple.
"I still don't get why you didn't stick to Gymnastics.",
"We've been through this mom! I tried! But Kickboxing was my higher calling!" I exclaimed to defend my choice and changing of sport. I did Gymnastics back home for a few weeks, I liked it, but never enjoyed it. When I took up Kickboxing though, I felt alive, more alive than being on the bar. However, if I see a bar, I will use it as a means to relax.
"I just don't like seeing you get hurt." Mom replied lamely,
"Like Gymnastics is any safer! I read a lot of people fell of various bars during routine and were lucky to survive them! Others weren't so lucky! As a matter of fact, safety is paramount in Kickboxing! So please stop worrying for my welfare!" Countering her statement.
"I know. I'm sorry Kimmy." Mom sighed, "I worry about you way too much. I sometimes forget you're fourteen and quite mature for your age." It's true, cause I'm an only child, my mom has a tendency to forget I'm growing up. There are days she treats me like a ten year old, or younger, someone who needs to protected from the evils of the world. I'm not talking about the Power Rangers' enemies, just typical human nature problems. Then my head reminded me of something.
"Mom, did you ring the school about me attending?",
"As a matter of fact I did. All your records from your school in New York are fully transferred onto their system. You're starting on Monday and you'll get the timetable of your classes when you head in." Explained mom.
I had a look at the clock, it's getting late, I should have an early night. Mike wants me to go to the park with him for fitness. That means running to improve cardio and speed, dynamic stretches and a lot of push-ups; forty being the usual, but he may make it fifty-four. So he'll be picking me up in the morning, by morning I mean six-thirty! Mom finished cleaning the dishes and we both decided to have an early night. I wonder what school will be like? Will I fit in and make friends? Even if I do Kickboxing, my self-confidence isn't any better. It only shows when I compete and that's it. Outside the competition, I'm just a shy young girl.
Three Days Later…
Monday…
9:00…
13th August 1993…
(Scene: Angel Grove High School, Angel Grove, Earth/Kimberly's POV)
Ernie pulled his car up outside the entrance of my new school. I looked out, it looks better than than my previous school. I was told the school principal Mr Caplan is waiting for me and will bring me to my first class, which so happens to be English with Ms Appleby. I'm new, I know the class has already started since classes begin at eight forty-five. It means I already missed the first fifteen minutes. They shouldn't mind, hopefully. I hope the teachers are nice themselves, ortherwise, I should've stayed in bed, or gone for another training or sparring session with Mike. Uncle Ernie gave me a warm smile.
"You'll be fine kiddo. You know where to find me." I smiled back at him. I placed hand on the door handle to open it, but I paused for a second. I needed to get his opinion on something.
"Ernie, can I ask you something?",
"Fire away.",
"Are you angry at my father? For the things he did?" Uncle Ernie sighed, I know he was hit hard by my father's actions and the divorce. He genuinely thought after giving his speech and blessing at the wedding, everything will be fine. When my mom called him, I have never heard him so angry. From what I heard from mom; her side of the story. I wasn't even born yet!
"I won't lie to you Kimmy. I'm furious with your father. He won my sister's heart and broke it. What makes it worse, he managed to keep his affair hidden for four years. If I was meet him again, if I could, I'd send the Power Rangers after him." We both laughed. I don't think the Rangers are like that. They defend Angel Grove from weird monsters, not get involved in family affairs. "Come on. Don't keep Caplan waiting."
I said goodbye to Uncle Ernie as I stepped out of his car, swinging my schoolbag over my shoulder. I waved as he drove off, no doubt to open up the Youth Centre before the storm of students and people come rolling in. I entered the school, quickly finding Mr Caplan's office. My knuckles rapped on the wooden door, with the fuzzy glass windows, gently. Angel Grove High School isn't bad in size, so getting lost will not be a problem. Thank god, my old school was nightmare to navigate. This building feels slightly more… homely in a strange manner. I think Angel Grove will be perfect and nothing will ruin that. Mr Caplan's voice rang through the door, telling me to enter. I opened the door.
"Ah, Kimberly Ann Hart correct?" I nodded silently. He grabbed a page off his desk, handing it to me. "This is your timetable for the year and your locker number is on the right hand corner, it also has your locker code. Try not to lose it. Now follow me, I'll bring you Ms Appleby's English class." Mr Caplan gestured to me to follow him and so I did. I followed the principal, trying to note the different corridors and where everything is. Before I knew it, we reached the English class and it was 9:15. Mr Caplan straightened his suit and knocked on the door, then opening it.
(Tommy's POV)
I was on the verge of falling asleep in English class until the door knocked, jarring me awake. Jason and Zach were snickering at me, while Trini and Billy were on the verge of face-palming. It's not the first time I almost fell asleep in the class. We all looked as Mr Caplan walked into the classroom, which doesn't happen very often. Our English teacher turned.
"Mr Caplan." She welcomed, "What brings you here?",
"I am here with a new student." He answered simply. New student? I wonder who it is. He moved to the side to allow the student walk in. A young girl dressed in jeans, white sneakers and a light pink shirt. Her long, slightly dark-brown hair was down loose, just reaching her shoulders. Slung on her back was a light-blue school bag with swirls of pink in it. Wait… I recognise that girl! She's the one from the Youth Centre! Ernie's niece! Don't drop your jaw Oliver! Mr Caplan introduced her to the class. "Students, this is Kimberly Hart. I expect you to make her feel comfortable and welcome. That is all." The principal left, closing the door behind him. I'm suddenly wide awake now.
"It's nice to meet you Kimberly." Ms Appleby smiled. "Take a seat beside Tommy, the young man in the green shirt." Of all students, why me?
Kimberly silently sat down on the seat, the desk that was always empty. She unzipped her bag, taking out her note copy and pen. The class continued, but I found myself distracted as Kimberly took down some notes. I ripped out a small page, writing a short note, all it said was that she can take my previous notes to catch up on missed work. Also, she can come to my friends as well for help, and sneakily, I handed it to her. Thank god we were sitting so close. Otherwise, it'll be like Pass the Parcel. Of course, the new girl was sharp eyed, as she quickly took my note before the teacher turned. I was waiting for her to write a response, but instead, she gave me thumbs up and mouthing: Thank you.
I was drawn in by her beautiful brown eyes, they were lighter shade than mine, but brown nonetheless.
"Tommy!" Ms Appleby called out. I looked up, staring at the teacher with lightening quick reflexes. "I hope you were listening. In Shakespeare's Tragedy: King Lear, what did Lear himself fail to perceive?" Shit! I was about to open my mouth when Kimberly saved me from being humiliated. She knew I wasn't paying attention, I was too busy staring at her!
"He failed to see those who really loved him despite his behaviour due to his old age and those who want to use him for personal gain. Goneril and Regan toyed with his vanity to win their share, but Cordelia refused to play the game and spoke the truth. That is the major flaw in Lear's character, apart from his uncontrollable temper. Also, Shakespeare cleverly uses eyes, not just in its literal form, but metaphorical too. Lear could not 'see' the ones who loved him genuinely and those who really didn't. Everything in King Lear so far, is one big political game of Chess." I noted everyone in the class dropped their jaws, gave her blank stares or were just surprised at her response; even Ms Appleby was shocked. Damn, did she study this before? She read right between the lines, even giving extra detail. Even if I could repeat the same answer, she made it sound better.
"Excellent Kimberly. Good to see someone has been attention." Appleby glared at me. She even emphasised 'someone'. So much for getting away with it. I'm lucky though, that glare was a warning. Before she could open her mouth again, the bell went. Thank god!
Kimberly walked out before I could even thank her for saving my butt in class. I guess it's shyness, doesn't seem like the girl I've seen at the Youth Centre. If I could befriend her and get her to become comfortable with my own friends, then she may come out of her shell.
Ninety Minutes Later…
10:45…
(Scene: School Hallway, Angel Grove High School, Angel Grove, Earth/Kimberly's POV)
I managed to get my locker open, following the set code given to me on the timetable. Thankfully it's Break Time, because I'm starving! I began to place the books I used in the three previous classes into it, then pulling the next out, into my bag. Fortunately, it's a double and not two single classes. The next one is Science, not exactly one of my strong subjects, maybe there's extra classes given here. I was lucky to pass some Science Exams in my old school. My best classes would be English, Math and History. Thinking about English class, I think I brought unnecessary attention onto me.
I was focused on minding my own business, I didn't see two lads approaching me. I raised my head and now, I wish I didn't. These two look like your typical bullies, only more idiotic. Why me of all people? One young lad was fairly fat, I wouldn't say obese or overweight, just… fat and the other, he was skinny. I scoffed like this was some sort of joke and I resumed to place my bag into the locker, so it'll be safe. I can return to grab it before next class. One of the boys, the large, burly one began to talk to me. Please leave me alone!
"Hey. I'm Bulk and this is my buddy Skull." Are their names short for something? I hope so because their parents must be really weird. "You new here? If you want, we can help you find your way around." Skull repeated Bulk's words like a parrot and stupidly laughing.
"I'm a quick learner. So no thanks." I told them, pulling my best disinterested tone. I closed my locker, locking it. The two of them persisted.
"Want to go out tonight lady?" Skull had the nerve to ask that!? He'd be the last guy I would ever consider!
"The hell!? The answer is no. Now please leave." Skull reached out to grab my arm, but I slapped it away. "And touch me, I will end you." I warned,
"Feisty are we?" Skull slagged, "I like women with spunk in them." Bulk and Skull were too close to my comfort zone and I pushed them away from me, leaving enough distance between us. Instinctively, I decided to threaten them. I leaped, performing a series of Flying Roundhouse Kicks, narrowly missing their faces, followed up with various boxing style punches. They soon got the message that I'm not interested and I will defend myself if I have to. They backed up, more like running away.
I heard a group of people laughing behind me. I guess I'm not the only one they tend to annoy. The group of five approached me. I recognised Tommy and Trini, but not the other three boys. They all seem nice, maybe I should try to warm up to them. It appears they mean well. Trini, if I remember correctly spoke.
"We saw those two clowns annoying you. That's Bulk and Skull as you know. Just ignore them, they're the biggest idiots you'd ever meet in your life.",
"Yeah, Tommy-boy here was about to come rescue you, but it seems like you handled it pretty well." I placed a strand of loose hair behind my ear. It's a habit I do when I'm embarrassed or nervous. I swear, I think saw Tommy blush, how adorable. "Oh sorry! I'm Zach!" We shook hands.
"Jason Scott." Greeted the tall guy, wearing red. Damn! He's built like a tank! His voice sounds kind of sexy, but my gut tells me there's something brotherly about him and if I was to date him, it wouldn't go very far.
"And I'm Billy." The voice belonged to a nerdy looking fella wearing glasses and overalls. Not to mention, he was wearing a nice shade of blue. I shook hands with them all.
"Say, we're going to meet up at the Youth Centre after school. Want to come?",
"Sorry. I can't! Maybe at the weekend? My trainer is brining me with him to sign up to his club so I can compete in tournaments and I have a training session later. However, I would like to meet up with you guys." I said,
"We'll say Saturday then!" Tommy offered, his voice sounding eager,
"Saturday it is then." My day couldn't get any better.
Same Time…
(Scene: Moon Palace, The Moon, Space/No POV)
Rita was spying on her soon to be evil Pink Ranger through her telescope. The young girl Kimberly seemed to be enjoying her new life in Angel Grove. Rita could not hear what was being said, but the body language, the smile and sparkle in her eyes could tell all. The only problem is capturing her could be difficult now that she is befriending the Power Brats. She will have to act quickly and strike when she is alone.
"Soon my Pink Ranger! You're going to get more than you bargained for in Angel Grove! You will be mine forever! And to serve me as my faithful warrior!"
Rita is brewing trouble. So Kim is going to get more than she bargained for in her new residence!
Stay tuned and thanks for taking your time to read it! It's still young, so I may make improvements later on. Peace out!