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Ron's sitch in time.

Chapter 10.

(Past)

Ron was pacing back and forth in his room. He was fully dressed for the prom. His mind was going a mile a minute. But his thoughts we're trounced upon by the all to familiar four toned sound of the communicator. He picked up his communicator and as he went to press the button he felt a shock. The device started to spark and crackle. Then it burst into flames. "Shit. OK this is very very not good." Ron said as he held onto the device and bolted to the bathroom. After dropping it into the shower and turning on the cold water it died down. Jennifer rushed into the bath room. She was wearing her dress and was just working on her hair. "What happened?" She asked noticing the melted former communication device.

"I went to use it and it burst into flames. I'm guessing the circuit board sparked. But I have no idea." said Ron.

"I meant you. Are you OK?" She asked while inspecting his fingers.

"Lucky for me the top was on fire and not the bottom." Ron said.

"Well just make sure that nothing else can go wrong today." Said Jennifer

"Why do I feel like your for shadowing something?" Said Ron.

"Maybe I am, And Maybe I'm not." Said Jennifer as she added a chuckle.

(Present.)

Ron was frozen to the spot in front of Zita's house. Please let her answer. I don't want to die. Ron thought as the image of Carlos Floures appeared in his head. He rang the door bell. And to his shock the very person he thought of answered. "Ron. You have some balls coming here." Said Carlos.

"Umm I'm here to take Zita to the prom. Please don't kill me." He added the last bit in a rush.

"I won't kill you boy. Zita talked to me. She told me that she started it. I guess I have to realize that she's no longer a little girl. But if you do hurt her in any way. My threats still stand." He said as he cracked his knuckles.

Ron got the message loud and clear. As Ron fought the urge to pass out. Zita came down stairs. She was dressed in a black evening gown that accented every part of her beauty. "You look (Looks at Carlos.) very beautiful. (Carlos smiles at him.) Phew." Said Ron as he ran the gambit of emotions. Zita smiled and took his hand.

(Past.)

Jennifer and Ron met Rachel at the parking lot of the school. Ron was still impressed by the fashion choices of his companions. "If I haven't said this today. You two look lovely." He said as he took and arm from each of them and escorted them in. The gym was decked out in a mix of green and purple. "It looks like the place was hosed down in Joker juice." Said Ron.

"Now that I have that image in my head. I mean ewww Ron. Couldn't you have come up with a better analogy." Said Jennifer as Rachel and Ron burst out laughing. Jennifer was determined that this year she wasn't going to hang out by the wall. She was going to dance. She took Ron by the arm and lead him to the dance floor. Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden was playing. Ron took Jennifer by the waist and led her in a close dance. Jennifer put her head on Ron's shoulder and was in heaven. All too soon the song ended and a faster song started to play. Jennifer led Ron to the table where Rachel was sitting. "Your dancing with me next slow song." Said Rachel. Ron just nodded. During the evening Ron danced with Jennifer and Rachel. Sometimes one on one, or in a group in the middle of them. He was having the time of his life. About three hours into the dance. Jennifer's communicator went off.

Dashing to the bathroom she picked up. "What is it Robert?" She said.

"Someone calling himself The Tagger. Is attacking in the park. Get Ron and meet us there." Said Robert in a tone that broached no argument.

"All right. Damn it. We'll be there." Said Jennifer.

"This had better be important, and next time when I say that Ron and I are off for the evening, We're OFF!! Got that."

"Yes Sis." Robert's stature seemed to shrink about an inch or so over the device.

(Present.)

Kim was bored out her mind with Josh at the prom. He was busy talking to a friend of his about a gallery opening next week. I swear his only use is sex. And it's not the best either. A slow song started to play. "Josh let's dance." She said taking his hand. He pulled it away.

"Rude much. I'm talking." He said as he tried to get back to his conversation.

"Look where we are. The PROM! Not some rec center where you can yak the night away. This is a dance. And I want to dance dammit." Nearly screamed Kim as she tried to take his hand again.

"You know Kim. Life isn't about you. I want to talk with my friends. I'm tired of you trying to get me to do stuff that you want. You know. I'm getting tired of you. How about you go find someone else to dance with and to fuck. Hows that." Said Josh as he headed off with his friends to the exit.

"He broke up with me." She said to the air next to her.

-0-

Zita and Ron arrived about ten minutes later. Ron was taken aback by the look on Kim's face. "What happened?" He asked with a look concern etched on his face.

"Josh broke up with me." She said as another tear escaped her eyes.

"That ass deserves no tears from you. Come on lets dance." Said Ron as he took both Zita's and Kim's hands. He did what could only be described as a full body dry heave. Zita and Kim just had to laugh. Ron just shrugged his shoulders and continued. He also had some serious moments with both of them while sharing slow dances with them each in turn. Kim went from being upset to slightly happy. After several dances and some alone time for Zita and Ron they decided to leave the Prom to head to Bueno Nacho.

Author's note. I'm done with chapter one of my new fic. I'll post it as soon as I finish this, or should I post it now?

Erik