Still not mine. But a girl can dream, ne?
Oh, right, before I forget, if anyone has any ideas for a better title, let my know, 'kay? Thanks!
Chapter 1
Monty growled lowly as he attempted to stuff his feet into the pair of runners he'd been presented with the day before. He was pretty much ready for his first day at Middleton High, minus the shoes and gloves.
There was a knock on Monty's bedroom door and the teenager's head shot up at the sound. He quickly recovered and called a soft greeting, flushing when his mother stepped through the doorway and giggled at the evidence of her son's struggle with his shoes.
"Having trouble, Monty?" The black haired woman asked from behind her hand. Monty's face reddened further as he mumbled a reply. "What was that?" Her tone was still teasing, not helping her son's heated face in the least.
"I wasn't made to wear shoes..." He repeated, blue eyes downcast. "They're too small..."
Rosalie sighed, all laughter gone from her deep brown eyes. She sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Monty into a one-armed hug. He leaned into her, but didn't look up.
"Monty..." She sighed again. "You know how your father feels about your..." Rosalie tried and failed to come up with a nicer way of saying 'abnormalities', sighing for what felt like the billionth time. "Come on. I'll help you get these on." Monty only nodded mutely.
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"Class, we have a new student today." Everyone in the room looked up curiously at the mention of a possible new face in their bleak little lives. "I want you all to welcome Montgomery Fiske."
Monty stood, somewhat awkwardly, at the front of the room, eyes searching for an empty seat. This plan of escape, however, was shot down before it could even begin, as the teacher requested that Monty tell the class a bit about himself.
"Oh, uh, my name is Monty. I just moved here from England. May I please sit down now?" He turned pleading blue eyes on the teacher, who nodded and gestured to a desk near the back, beside a girl with long red hair and kind green eyes.
He quickly made his way to the indicated desk and sat down gratefully. The teacher, Miss Cooper, told them to get out a book and read or talk quietly. As soon as Miss Cooper had pulled out her own book, the red haired girl next to Monty turned to him and extended her hand in greeting.
"Hi. I'm Kim Possible." She smiled when Monty slowly reached out and shook her hand, replying with his own name, even though both of them knew that she already knew it. "If you like, I could maybe show you around later." Monty smiled crookedly in respnse.
"If it's not too much trouble, Miss Possible, I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer."
Kim let out a short laugh, "I wouldn't have offered if it was too much trouble." She smiled again when Monty's face flushed slightly, and he stammered,
"Ah, yes, well," Kim held up a hand to stop him, emerald eyes shining humorously.
"British chivalry, got it." She laughed when her companion's face reddened even further. "You're so cute, Monty." At this point, you could probably boil water on the poor boy's head. This only made Kim laugh harder.