I feel great, like I am flying. I am flying on a cloud across the sky. I am dreaming. I got to be dreaming. This is too good to be true. I always thought people exaggerated when they said it would feel like this. I am sure I am running around grinning like an idiot all day already, but I absolutely do not care. Neither for the odd looks both Mom and Ron already gave me.
She kissed me! I went on a mission alone to stop Shego from stealing a diamond. I had no idea what Drakken would need a diamond for, but when I got there, she told me he did not even know she was there.
"Maybe I just wanted to buy us some alone-time, pumpkin, where I knew neither the blue dolt nor the buffoon would interrupt us. I do not care for that silly diamond, but maybe I want something else in this room." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Now it was really hard to misunderstand such a broad hint. Still I was unsure what to do.
"Just kiss me, princess", she said, impatiently and a little nervous. It was obvious she was not totally sure if she had read the signs right. So I did. I held her close, and we kissed. It was an unsure kiss at first, but as it deepened it grew more and more passionate. We just stood there kissing for what was maybe half an hour, until she said:
"I gotta go, Kimmie. I will pick you up sometime later."
So now I am sitting here, waiting. Waiting for her to return. Maybe we could get away from Ron and Drakken during a raid. Or she would drop by at my house to get me for a date or something. I am waiting, but that does not necessarily mean I am waiting patiently. I am waiting because I have to. And I have no idea yet how my friends and family will react. Ron suspected something very early, but still I got a feeling he is not going to be that easy about it. My parents neither will approve of me being with a villain. I am not sure whether they will have a problem with me being with a girl, but I do not think so. The tweebs, well, they are the tweebs, I doubt they will mind, but as they are the tweebs they still will not be someone I would tell before I want everybody knowing. If they knew, it would be on every news channel in the land before I could yell: "Tweebs!" That leaves Monique. I doubt she will have a problem with this. She is so open to everything and everyone, she will be the one I should talk to first. She will be able to keep my secret.
