A/N: This is my second Kim Possible book. It will be in Ron's POV, almost all of it. But some of it might be in Joss's POV or someone elses. I do hope you all enjoy it. Please give me some reviews, I love seeing the damn reviews!
Chapter 1: The Blowout
I hid my face in my locker. I failed another cheer pracitce! I can't fail. I have to be the best, or else I might not be able to be Kim's sidekick! She might think I am to clumsy to be one. Or she might dump me because I am not the guy she asked for.
This cannot be happening, I thought as I went to my locker. Today is Monday, which means after cheer we all have a meeting in the gym about what is going to happen with the team.
I am so nervous, I don't think I can stand straight. Rufus is helping me with myself and he is making me feel better. Sometimes I think that I am not perfect, sometimes I feel that my Ron-ness was not good enough.
I feel like such a doof. Maybe even a terd, as Kim came by me. My emotions got the best of me, I started crying in her shoulders. Rufus facepalmed.
"KP! WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SUCH AN IDIOT!" I wailed, Kim comforted me by telling me how I am not an idiot.
I really do like Kim, but the feeling of failure kept on top of me. My parents keep on taking care of Hana becaus of her powers, and me, I am just sitting here like nobody is watching.
Other than Kim. Who is rubbing my back and making me feel better, she keeps on rubbing circles around my back as she hugs me. I do like her hugs, they really do make me feel good.
But I don't feel good about myself, everyone says how I don't belong here. I don't belong anywhere. It's not like anyone would care if I tried to hurt myself, right? I looked over and saw Kim staring at me.
Mr. Barkin's class was hell, nobody paid attention and the reading was just bull. We had to read seven pages and everyone had to be picked on…Not bullying wise, but just like. Someone had to be picked on to read.
Or we wouldn't do that Beuno Nacho filed trip we had planned. I looked at myself in my book and found that I was crying, my tears were so large that Mr. Barkin saw. He told me to step aside.
I was so nervous, was he going to be mean about it? He hated me. Which is why he always called me Stoppable. Instead of my first name.
When I get home, I see Hana starting to walk normally; she is standing on two feet and is playing around. Mom is watching her do it while Dad is making nachos for dinner. "Mmmh, I smell nachos!" I said. "Yes Ronald, we are having nachos. Your favorite!"
I looked at my mom and hugged her really tight, she didn't know why I was hugging her but I just kept on saying "thank you!" like a thousand times. But deep down she knows I'm just excited for nacho night.
Every Monday we have nacho night, which is where my family makes nachos and we eat them. We talk about life, and how everything is going.
My life is borning right now. Why would I tell my mom and dad that Kim isn't my friend anymore, seriously, why would I tell them that?
Mom can get pretty interested in my life sometimes. She can even get a bit too interested. As I get ready for bed, I overhear them talking.
They sound like they are talking about…me?
Why would they do that, why would they talk about their own son behind my back. I know I am listening. It's just they don't know that I am, I guess I am a pretty smart boy.
I am someone who can have a lot of friends, including a lot of nachos. And not get annoyed. I love myself. I love who I am. I guess I just might need a friend better than Kim, we'll just see what happens tomorrow.
I wake up feeling the warm air on my hand. I notice Rufus liking me, he is very interested in doing that lately, like one time I came home from school. He was licking my hand very hard.
I even had to tell him to stop, as soon as I got ready for school. I left the house, I really didn't want to be in the house anymore. Suddenly, people start ignoring me for some reason, I don't see Kim anywhere.
I also hear crying, could that be KP? I thought, I find her sobbing in her locker and pushing me away. "Kim! L–Let me talk to you, what did I do?" I asked, "nothing, I'm just…mad." I was confused.
"Why are you mad, Kim?"
"Because Bonnie, sprayed ink all over my cheer uniform."
"Damn, that's bad!"
"I know."
I didn't know Bonnie was that bad. Although I knew she was bad because she has done things to me before, she has called me Ronnie which is a bit annoying and not really appropriate. But when she messes with Kim, the whole day changes and everyone is in a bad mood.
Me on the other hand, I really don't know what I am going to do. My family has been acting stupid and crazy recently, I feel like I should tell KP because I know she'll understand.
She understands whatever I tell her (well, half of what I tell her) Most of the stuff I say Monique doesn't understand.
As soon as I walked into the first class of the day, I noticed Kim holding my hand. She must have heard my conversation to myself. I do feel like crap today, it's not like anyone would care. Anyway.
Mr. Barkin takes attendance and calls on me, I just say here. Everyone is shocked because normally I'd say booyah or something like that. Guess that's what happens when people are in a bad mood.
I suddenly feel like crying, I ask to be excused and Mr. Barkin allows me too. I feel like I am going to throw up. I also feel like everyone hates me, and people are staring at me.
Why must I be this way?
Why must I be treated this way?
Why am I portrayed they way I am?
Will anyone even care?
Do people like me?
I am swarming with questions to myself. Kim comes running after me, she hears my sobs and she comes over to my comfort place.
"Ron? What's wrong?
"Oh, KP, people hate me. Nobody likes me, I am an outcast. I feel so stupid. I'm a horrible son!"
"Ron, don't say those things about you; you are an amazing son, you are also a good friend, and you are a good sidekick."
"I just wish—You would let me be the hero."
"I do."
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Oh."
I hug Kim for a long time, I don't know why but I always feel this sense of relife coming over me whenever I hug her. As we stop hugging, I realize the last bell has rung. I make my way home.
When I get home, I notice Hana is sleeping in my mother's arms, she looks really upset while holding her. My thoughts start making me mad again. Why are they not telling me anything? Why are they just crying and looking at me? Why are you asking questions. They do this all the damn time. Don't listen to them anymore, it makes you wanna rage. Why do you listen to people who make you rage? Go live with Kim. She's your real family.
"Ronald, we need to talk to you," I remember what my mind tells me, but it tells me something else. Listen to them, you don't need to live with Kim. You can live with them, just let them say what they have to say. Don't jump to conclusions.
I think and think, I listen to my parents. They both start talking in quiet voices for some reason.
"Ronald. Hana is very sick, she has shaken baby syndrome, that means her birth mother took care of her very roughly, and didn't care for her. She also has cancer, so…we think she might die."
I was distraught. How could my BABY sister be treated so sickly to the point she could die? This is just getting worse, and worse! I thought. I need to go upstairs.
I go upstairs and sit in my bed, thoughts swirling in my head, "what do they mean die? Am I ever going to see Han grow up?" I asked myself. No. Never. She will be dead before we know it.
A/N: Longest chapter ever, this chapter took a while to write. For those of you who are confused about Hana; she got Shaken Baby Syndrome, because her birth mother didn't care for her, and played with her like she was a rag doll.
As for the cancer, nobody knows how and why she has it. She's only a child, so Ron is scared because he might not see her grow old, as for Ron and Kim's relationship. Ron feels like no one understands him anymore but Kim.
Makes him see that, that is not true. I do hope you all enjoy the first chapter! I will be sure to post chapter 2 soon. Hopefully you all enjoy this long chapter, it is well thought out and prepared. I hope you all enjoy.
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