(Kim)

"Remember to not just toss the supplies around like they're a sack of potatoes!" Mr. Kleig, my home room teacher, shouted. "There could be very important things in those packages! Set them down carefully near the designated area."

I heard a girl next to me groan as she lifted a box that was probably half the weight as the one I was carrying no problem. One of the lovely advantages to being a Power Ranger.

Currently, my home room class, along with two other home rooms classes, were working on unloading supplies from incoming federal shipments of food, water, clothes, building materials, and other supplies that became somewhat scarce after the dismantling of the town. It was Wednesday, so this was our second day of doing this, and it was tedious. Although not hard or tiring, it was just boring work and I'd rather be training with my team or doing other things to help the town. Training had been going well the past few days and, yesterday, we were even introduced to our weapons and started to use them. We weren't necessarily good at using them, but that would come with practice.

But instead of practicing my bow and arrow skills, I was spending yet another day unloading supplies given to us and organizing them. To make matters even worse, none of my fellow Rangers were working with me so I had no one to talk to during school hours this entire week; and that was somewhat annoying.

I set my box down and immediately turned back, heading back to the pile of supplies that needed to be moved. I reached for another rather large box, but someone reached for it as I did and I looked to see who it was. To my surprise, Tommy Oliver was giving me a friendly smile. I was a bit shocked and bewildered at first as to why Tommy Oliver, the popular star baseball player of Angel Grove High, was giving me a smile. But then I remembered that I once had a high social status and he knew who I was.

"Allow me," he said, but I smiled back and shook my head.

"It's alright," I said and forced a groan to avoid suspicion as I lifted the box. "I got it." He removed his hands and walked alongside me as I headed over to drop off the box.

"Well then, hello Muscles," he joked with a smirk and I scoffed in return. I headed back over to the pile and he followed close behind, eventually falling back into stride with me. "I like the haircut, by the way."

"Oh," I laughed nervously. "Thanks."

"You sound...confused," Tommy chuckled with an easy smile. I picked up a box and dropped it off, as did Tommy with his.

I headed back to the pile once more, avoiding eye contact with him as I contemplated what he said. Did I really sound confused? I guess that wasn't an entirely false statement. Tommy was absolutely...perfect, for lack of a better word. He was even more handsome than Jason, I thought. His hair cut in a neater fashion than Jason's, his teeth whiter than Jason's, his clothes nicer-a grey sweatshirt with a green camo shirt sticking out from the bottom with ripped jeans and white shoes. Simple but stylish. Tommy was taller, his features more defined…

I stopped myself. I stopped the comparisons and looked back to Tommy, appearing as cool and calm as he appeared.

"Not confused," I said and gave a scoff, raising a brow. I quickly came to realize as to why Tommy was talking to me. It didn't take enhanced Power Rangers abilities to realize when someone was about to ask you on a date. "You sound insecure."

Tommy snorted and slanted his brows, almost looking disappointed in me that I thought he seemed insecure. "Then you need to get your hearing checked," he said and crossed his arms, shrugging. "Although my confidence might take a hit if you turn me down for a movie this Friday."

Bingo, I was correct.

I eyed him carefully, acting as if I was really considering this. Of course, my answer was yes. Tommy was the man of the school, like Jason was, and any girl would be an idiot to turn him down for a date. He didn't have the reputation of a player and wasn't one to date all too often, so why not?

A thought popped into my head, however: Jason.

I always thought I had felt something for him and thought he felt the same, but ever since that night in my room, my feelings have wavered. I still loved him as a friend, but I didn't know if I still had the romantic feelings for him that I once had. I expected him to kiss me in my room that night, but...he didn't. He didn't, he hesitated. That must mean he doesn't have those feelings for me and once I got that through my head, my feelings for him shifted slightly.

"A movie would be fun," I smiled, nodding. Tommy grinned back, his eyes beaming with joy.

"My confidence thanks you," he said and bowed sarcastically.

"Oliver!" Mr. Kleig yelled and Tommy and I both looked to him. "Get back to your class."

"You got it, Andrew," Tommy said back and Mr. Kleig became even more angry that Tommy just called him by his first name. Tommy didn't seem to care and he turned back to me. "Text you later?"

"Sounds good," I said quietly and he gave another million dollar smile before heading back to his home room class. Once he was gone, I turned my back to Mr, Kleig and the other teachers and students and giggled excitedly to myself, unable to contain my excitement for Friday night.

(Trini)

"How do you even do that?" Zack asked with a laugh of awe, staring at the sword in Jason's hand. Zack morphed while the rest of us leaned against the wall of the Pit and watched. Zack looked up, shouting. "I didn't know we all got swords!"

"You don't all get swords," Zordon said in reply.

"You just...do it," Jason said with a shrug, his visor disappearing. Zack's did as well and, all of a sudden, a black and purple axe appeared in his hand. I got off the wall and walked over to him, looking over his shoulder with my mouth open in amazement. The weapon was sleek and sharp, like Jason's, and seemed to fit perfectly in Zack's hand as he twirled it effortlessly, laughing loudly while he did so.

"This is sweet," he chirped, looking to me, Kim, and Billy. "Let's see yours."

I was the first to morph, with Billy and Kim following, and felt two daggers, both a shiny yellow, form in my hands.

"Woah…" I scoffed slowly, looking from my daggers and up to Zack, who frowned.

"How come she gets two?"

"Look!" Billy cheered and we all looked to him, seeing a blue and white staff with blades on the ends in his hands. "I got a lance. Jason, I got a lance!"

"I see it, Billy," Jason said with a little forced laugh and then looked to Kim, nodding at her. "Let's see it."

Kim's visor disappeared as a pink and white bow formed in her hands, Zack eagerly hovering over her shoulder as soon as it did.

"Ok, yours is officially the coolest," Zack smiled with a scoff, but his smile disappeared when he glanced at Kim's back. "Nevermind: you don't even have any arrows for that thing."

Kim instinctively reached for her back and also frowned when she felt no quiver to hold arrows for her bow. She looked to all of us, puzzled as to how she was supposed to use her weapons.

"Try tugging on the string," Billy suggested unsurely and Kim did so, an arrow materializing on the string once she did so.

"There ya go," Jason chuckled, nudging Kim, who gave a laugh back. Zack kept twirling the axe in his hand, facing the open area of the Pit.

"Let's get to it, kids," he said and stopped twirling the axe, gripping it tightly and firmly in his hand as he bellowed out. "Bring on the Putties!"

I couldn't help but laugh a little to myself at Zack's excitement and longing to try out his weapon. To be honest, I was excited too, especially since I didn't know we had these weapons until today when Zordon and Jason told us about them. I exchanged an amused glance with Kim, who smiled but shook her head at Zack, and we both looked back to him. The rocks on the ground rolled together, the simulation Putties beginning to form. I saw Zack tighten the grip on his axe as he charged at the Putties once they formed, swinging recklessly at one right away. I shook my head at his poor form and flinched as a Putty easily landed a punch across his face. Another grabbed him by the throat and held him up with no problem. He swung his legs and groaned as the Putty held him up from the ground and the four of us exchanged annoyed glances.

"I got it," Kim said, raising her bow and pulling her string back, letting an arrow fly at the Putty that had Zack in its grasp. She hit it square in the head and it exploded on impact, causing Zack to fall to the ground and cough out for air. Jason quickly took care of the other Putty after ducking one punch and slashing at it with his sword. His sword disappeared and he held a hand out to Zack, offering him help up. Zack swatted Jason's hand away and got up on his own, rubbing his neck.

"I didn't need the assist," he said bitterly. I could sense the arrogance in his voice and rolled my eyes.

"Just because you have a weapon doesn't mean you can be careless with your fighting form," Zordon said, reminding Zack. Zack rolled his own eyes and sighed.

"Alright, I get it," he said, his axe disappearing and him holding up a hand in defense. "Save the lecture, please."

"By the way," Jason said, turning to Kim and changing the subject. "Nice shooting, ace."

"Oh," Kim scoffed modestly, waving him off. "Thanks."

"Alrighty," I said, itching to try out my weapon. "My turn."

"Not so fast," Zordon said. "Rangers, come to the Command Center."

I groaned, feeling my daggers disappear as I demorphed, as did the rest of my team. With reluctance, we all headed to the Command Center and saw Alpha also waiting for us.

"What's up?" Jason asked, crossing his arms as we stood in front of Zordon.

"Our sensors just detected that the Green Coin is on the move...someone found it and has it," Alpha said and I felt my head whip around as I looked to my team with concern. They all did the same as we exchanged worried glances and Kim spoke up.

"Do...do we know who?" she asked and Alpha shook his head.

"No, unfortunately we can't exactly pinpoint it. But I can tell you that whoever has it is at Angel Grove right now."

"What?" I asked, my brows furrowing. "Who would be at school in the evening?"

"Basketball team, wrestling, softball and baseball," Jason said, seeming to be counting the teams in his head. "Maybe even a teacher."

"How do we figure out who has it?" Billy asked, interrupting Jason.

"All you can do is keep an eye out. The Coins were destined to be together so, eventually, fate will help you identify the new Green Ranger," Zordon explained and Zack scoffed.

"So we just sit around and wait while some random person has the Green Coin?" Zack asked and Zordon nodded. Zack scoffed again and lowered his voice. "That doesn't seem like a disaster waiting to happen."

"Unless we don't wait," Jason said and got in front of all of us. "Tomorrow, we'll stay after school and every day after that until we figure out who has it."

"How are we gonna do that, dude? Walk up to everyone and say 'Excuse me, do you by any chance have a Green Coin? Here, let me show you mine, it looks like this. Oh, why do I have one? Well I'm a Power Ranger, y'know, one of the heroes that saved the town.'"

I snorted a little at Zack's sarcasm while Jason remained stoic. He went over to the wall and yanked out a piece of it like it was nothing.

"If they have the coin on them," Jason said and suddenly flung the hunk of metal at Zack, who caught it before it could collide into him. "We'll be able to tell."