chapter two, new layout.
Chapter 2: hunted prey.
They looked at each other for a moment.
Kim completely stunned with terror of the creature before her.
»It must be a dream« she thought
»This can't be happening.«
But it was.
The werewolf growled as it went down on all four, slowly it began walking around Kim, teeth showing and claws tearing the ground as it moved closer and closer in a circular motion. It was getting ready for another attack.
Kim instinctively turned with the werewolf, she didn't dare to take her eyes of it, suddenly her left heel hit something on the ground, she looked down at it, but quickly looked back up not taking her eyes of the werewolf, but she had got a look of what she was stepping on. It was the branch. The branch she had tripped over, the one who had stopped her momentum and gotten her in this situation. With this monster taking out of some horror film ready to rip her to pieces. But now it could maybe save her. She stepped over it placing herself right behind it, carefully wriggled her right foot under the branch.
The werewolf had stopped its wandering, and in one fast motion it leaped towards Kim, with its claws stretched towards her and wide jaws. And at the same moment it did that, Kim kicked the branch up in her hand and with a powerful, and precise swing, she hit the werewolf on the side of the head, making it lose control of its momentum. It crashed into the forest next to Kim, and while it got back on its feet, Kim made a run for it into the woods.
The werewolf looked around the hollow trying to locate its volatile prey.
It was nowhere to be seen, with an angry growl it walked into the hollow, sniffing the ground where its prey stood last.
The werewolf looked out into the woods. It could taste, smell, see and even feel the scented track left behind by the prey. Its ears picking up the sound of running feet in the distance, all its senses merged together to a higher level.
The werewolf leaned its head backwards and howled, before it continued its hunt.
When Kim came out of the girl's changing-room, she founded Ron in an intense discussion with Rufus, his pet naked mole rat, who was sitting in the palm of his hand.
"No, you can't!" Ron said pointing at Rufus with a firm finger.
"Yes, I can!" Rufus squeaked back.
"No, you can't!"
"Yes I can!"
"NO, you can't!"
"Hey guys, what's up?" Kim asked as she approached them.
"Oh, hi Kim" Ron said looking from Rufus to Kim.
"It's just that Rufus says that he can beat my record in consummation of Diablo sauce."
"Oh yeah," Kim said and looked nauseas for a moment.
"I remember that day you sat that record."
"Sixteen packages, and not a drop spilled, Booyah!"
Ron smiled victories of the memory of that glories day.
"Yeah that was quite a show," Kim said, as she recalled, that after consuming the spicy sauce, Ron's face had turned high red, and he threw it all up again out at the restroom at the Bueno Nacho.
But Ron had taking it as a victory, and the incident hadn't turned his love away from the hot red sauce.
"Hey there Kim," a new voice from behind Kim, she turned and saw Josh Mankey walking towards them.
"Josh, hi what's up!" Kim said, for some reason she suddenly felt nervous and jumpy.
»Maybe it's because I planning on breaking up with him« she thought.
»He has been sweet, but…man this is just hard!«
"Nothing much," Josh answered.
"Can I speak with you for a moment…?"
Josh looked over Kim's shoulder at Ron, who was looking at him with narrowed eyes, stroking Rufus down the back, like an old James Bond villain.
"…alone?"
"Sure okay," Kim said following Josh out of hearing range of Ron and Rufus.
Josh first looked down at his feet; he looked as if he was trying to gather courage to say what he wanted to say.
"Kim…" he finally said.
" …my family is moving!"
"What..?" Kim asked, not quite sure of what he was saying.
"My family is moving!" Josh repeated.
"To another town, in another state!"
"Why?" Kim asked feeling sad for Josh, because clearly it was hard for him to say.
"My dad had gotten a job offer" he said.
"And him saying no to it would just be plan stupid, so therefore are me and my family moving."
He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing.
"What I'm trying to say. I think it would be better, if we just ended our relationship here."
Kim felt shocked and reviled at the same time. Shocked over that Josh just broke up with her, and reviled over that she didn't have to do it instead. Josh continued.
"But I really liked the times we've had together, so I was thinking if you didn't have plans for tonight, we could go on one last date."
"A date?" Kim asked momentarily confused.
"Yes, a date" Josh said with a little smile.
"You know, to celebrity the good time we've had and end it all in a good way."
Kim thought for a moment, it sounded like a good idea, and when she returned to Ron and Rufus, she had made a date with Josh at 8.p.m that evening, and to be honest she was having really good feelings about it.
It was past four when Kim walked through the front door of her home.
She and Ron had been hanging out at the Bueno Nacho all afternoon, and Ron had taken on the bet from Rufus and tried to defend his old record of diablo sauce consummation. After that, they said bye and went home to each other, Ron red as a lobster in the head and with sweat running down his forehead.
"I think I'm gonna go home and drink six gallons of water" he'd said when they left the fast-food place.
"Kim, that's you!?" her mom asked from the kitchen.
"Yes it is!" Kim answered, walking into the kitchen; where her mother was making a pot of tea.
"Hi pumpkin how was your day?" her mom asked as she poured the boiling water into the teapot.
"Oh, it was okay," she said placing herself by the kitchen table, "me and Josh broke up to day!"
"Oh, I sorry pumpkin, do you want to talk about it?"
"No, its fine" Kim said.
"I was planning on doing the same thing." She looked at her mother to see her reaction. Mrs. Possible looked over at her daughter with concern.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Weren't things working out between you two?"
"No," Kim said.
"But its fine really, me and Josh are still friends, actually are we going on one last date too kinda ended it in a good way."
"A date?" Mrs possible asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yes…" Kim said, "… if that's okay, I mean we weren't planning anything special to night, right?"
"No, we weren't," Mrs Possible said.
"But we have just gotten a surprises visitor, who I think would be pretty sad if you just went on your way."
Kim looked surprised at her mother.
"Really, who?" she asked.
Her mother nodded in the direction of the living room.
"Why don't you see for yourself?"
Kim left the kitchen and walked out into the hall, and continued into the living.
»Who could it be?« she thought one her way, she hoped it wasn't her cousin Larry, the last thing she wanted to do, was to spend her evening listing to an endless stream of sci-fi nonsense.
But when she came into the living room and saw the person sitting in the chair with Jim and Tim (her two baby twin bothers) at each side on the armrests, she couldn't help feeling an unspeakable joy (and relief that it wasn't Cousin Larry) of seeing that person again, a feeling you could only have towards someone you was so special to you, but who you only saw at rare occasions.
In the chair sat none other then; Charles Edgar Hartman, the father of Kim's, Jims and Tim's mother, Grandpa Hartman.
"Grandpa!" Kim yelled thrilled and almost ran towards the old man, who got up from his seat to greet his oldest grandchild.
"Little Annie!" he yelled back and welcome the love filled hug Kim gave him as they made contact.
The nickname "little Annie" was something her grandfather had called their mother when she was a child, but when Kim came along, it became her nickname and her mother was now called "big Annie" by their grandpa.
Kim lot go of her grandpa, and looked up in the old wrinkled face, with those love caring brown eyes, and hair there were almost like silver. He was wearing a pair of dark-blue jeans, an whit shirt with light-blue pinstripes under a dark vest.
"How's Boston?" Kim asked.
"argh, you now," grandpa Hartman answered with a wag gesture.
"To be frank, retirement isn't my cup of tea, but at my age you have to take care of yourself."
He looked at Kim.
"By god," he said.
"You look more like your mother every time I see you."
Kim blushed a little at that comment. Then suddenly she remembered her date with Josh.
"Oh no!" she suddenly exclaimed.
"Don't worry, it will pass." her grandpa said with a grin.
He looked over at Mrs. Possible to see what his daughter, who had just sat the tea on the table, thought of the joke. She just rolled her eyes at him.
"No no, grandpa, it's just…" Kim could not quite find the word.
It was just that she had never discussed boys with her grandpa, so she wasn't sure what to say. She decided to just come out with it.
"…that I have made an appointment with this boy." She said.
Her grandpa got an understanding look in his eyes and a sly grin on his lips.
"ahh I see, well you…" he was cut of in mid-sentence by Kim's mother.
"Oh no, you don't!" Mrs. Possible said with a firm look.
"I sorry, but you and Josh have to make another date sometime else."
"But Mom!" Kim said frustrated.
"Oh, let her go" Kim's grandpa said.
Both Mrs. Possible and Kim looked at him, Kim with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, Mrs. Possible in disbelief.
"Come on, Big Annie, I don't want to spoil my grandchild's evening,"
He looked over at Kim.
"Kim, if you have plans with this boy, I will not stand in your way."
Kim looked at her mother too see what she had to say. Mrs. Possible first looked like she weren't going give-in, but then her firm look relaxed.
"Fine, if it's okay with dad, it's okay with me." She said.
"Really?" Kim said, and ran over to give her mom a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, then she ran over and gave the same to her grandpa, and then she ran up stairs to her room to get ready for her date.
Grandpa Hartman and Kim's mom looked after her.
"It's quite a girl you have there," Grandpa said.
"You should be proud of her."
"I am," Mrs. Possible said, and poured her self a cup of tea.
Grandpa Hartman sat down in the chair again. He looked at Jim and Tim, who still was sitting on the armrests.
"So…" he said.
"tell me again, what have you to rascal's been up to?"
