* * *I DO NOT OWN KIM POSSIBLE, and if I did, I sure wouldn't waste my time writing about it. I have three chapters downloaded, but I will only give you one at a time! *laughs evily* It's all part of the plan! Please make sure to R&R, I need support! * * *
Kim explores the corridor of books, searching for 118.dic, a reference to Emily Dickinson. Conducting her eyes from shelf to the crumpled paper in her hand she managed to collide with something.
"Ouch," it exclaimed.
She realized 'it' was a young man.
He stood straight and proper. Extending his hand to help her up he said, "Gee, I'm sorry."
Ignoring his hand she leaning against the case to get up, Kim smiled sheepishly,"So not the drama! I ran into you."
She noticed a novel resting at the edge of her feet, "118.dic!" Her hand reached for the novel and she hugged it, "I've been looking for this!"
Chuckling lightly, the young man assumes, "You don't spend much time in the library?"
He plucks the remaining books from the floor and sets them on the cart behind him.
"I'm Ivan. Ivan Maide."
Before Kim could split her lips to speak he stopped his actions and without glancing at her continued, "And you are Kim Possible. I sat behind you in fourth grade."
She could not recall the desk arrangements nor the name "Ivan Maide" so she stared, puzzled, at him. He had rusty hair, and steel eyes hidden behind wire frames. There was nothing familiar about him except the savory smell she noticed originating from him.
Kim nodded her head, and managed a "Thank you." She retreated to a study corner of the room.
Upon opening the cover of 118.dic a folded note escaped into her lap. It read:
Kim,
I may not be Josh, but I deserve a shot.
Meet me in the Romance section today after school.
Ivan
* * *
"An admirer," Monique gushed. Kim allowed her friend to examine the invite.
"But I have practice-"
"Come on," she rebutted, "this is waay beyond cheerleader cool. You gotta go!"
The cheerleader heaved her shoulders, then a grin jeweled her face, "Sure, why not?"
Kim began to head towards the library. She had one foot in before realizing, she had no idea where the Romance section is! She asked the plaid-haired Liberian at the check-out desk who gestured to the back left-side of the room.
Ivan was there studying a book.
Kim asked, flipping her hair to one side,"What are you reading?"
Ivan uncovered his teeth with a smile and showed her the cover: Emily Dickinson.
"I'm glad you decided to come Kim Possible," placing the book back on the shelf. "I have a plan you might like, mind you, it may not be saving the world, but," he shrugs, "it will be interesting."
Kim explores the corridor of books, searching for 118.dic, a reference to Emily Dickinson. Conducting her eyes from shelf to the crumpled paper in her hand she managed to collide with something.
"Ouch," it exclaimed.
She realized 'it' was a young man.
He stood straight and proper. Extending his hand to help her up he said, "Gee, I'm sorry."
Ignoring his hand she leaning against the case to get up, Kim smiled sheepishly,"So not the drama! I ran into you."
She noticed a novel resting at the edge of her feet, "118.dic!" Her hand reached for the novel and she hugged it, "I've been looking for this!"
Chuckling lightly, the young man assumes, "You don't spend much time in the library?"
He plucks the remaining books from the floor and sets them on the cart behind him.
"I'm Ivan. Ivan Maide."
Before Kim could split her lips to speak he stopped his actions and without glancing at her continued, "And you are Kim Possible. I sat behind you in fourth grade."
She could not recall the desk arrangements nor the name "Ivan Maide" so she stared, puzzled, at him. He had rusty hair, and steel eyes hidden behind wire frames. There was nothing familiar about him except the savory smell she noticed originating from him.
Kim nodded her head, and managed a "Thank you." She retreated to a study corner of the room.
Upon opening the cover of 118.dic a folded note escaped into her lap. It read:
Kim,
I may not be Josh, but I deserve a shot.
Meet me in the Romance section today after school.
Ivan
* * *
"An admirer," Monique gushed. Kim allowed her friend to examine the invite.
"But I have practice-"
"Come on," she rebutted, "this is waay beyond cheerleader cool. You gotta go!"
The cheerleader heaved her shoulders, then a grin jeweled her face, "Sure, why not?"
Kim began to head towards the library. She had one foot in before realizing, she had no idea where the Romance section is! She asked the plaid-haired Liberian at the check-out desk who gestured to the back left-side of the room.
Ivan was there studying a book.
Kim asked, flipping her hair to one side,"What are you reading?"
Ivan uncovered his teeth with a smile and showed her the cover: Emily Dickinson.
"I'm glad you decided to come Kim Possible," placing the book back on the shelf. "I have a plan you might like, mind you, it may not be saving the world, but," he shrugs, "it will be interesting."