Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing! This is not my usual type of KP fanfic, because it's a lot different from the rest of my others. In a lot of ways. You'll see.

*/*/*/ Red haired Middleton High cheerleader, Kimberly Ann Possible, better known as Kim, sat down at her desk in History class a full 20 minutes late.

"Possible! Why are you tardy!?" Barkin barked, very appropriately for his name.

"Sorry Mr. Barkin, I had before school cheerleading practice and-" Kim began.

"Um, excuse me Mr. Barkin, but I had it too, and I was perfectly on time, as always," Bonnie Rockwaller, Kim's arch nemesis (other than the mad scientists and various villains) said.

"True, Rockwaller. Possible, you get detention! " Barkin said.

"Ooh, cheerleader's back in detention!" Vinnie, one of the guys who was frequently in detention, said loudly.

"Shut up Vinnie!" Barkin growled.

"Detention? Not again!" Kim moaned, slapping her head down on the desk. Her eyes flipped to her best friend, Ron Stoppable, for support. But, as usual, he wasn't focusing on what he should be. His gaze was fixed on her fellow cheerleader, Tara. Kim shook her head. His fixation with that girl was almost sickening. Ron had had a huge crush on Tara since seventh grade. It was rather annoying at times. But Kim had other things on her mind. Besides Ron, besides Tara, besides detention.

Valentines Day. Josh Mankey was the only guy she had ever had her mind set on, and this Valentines Day, she was going to finally let him know. But first, she had to know how he felt. And she was never going to know unless she asked.

But she wasn't going to ask. She was going to just wing it.

Kim was having a bad day. It was boring, she had detention, and not even her friends were paying much attention to her.

After class, Kim (also referred to as KP, reference Ron) opened her locker. She was not at all expecting what happened next. She was grabbing her books for her next few classes, when she spotted something taped to the inside of her locker door. Charily, she removed it. It was a piece of pale, smooth lavender paper, folded in half. She opened it up. Inside, in curving silver letters, it read:

Kim,

You rock.

~???

Kim was puzzled. Who was this mysterious note from? She had a budding need to know as she headed for her next class.

*Later that day at lunch, Kim sat down. She had it all worked out. The note was from Ron, to make her feel better. Ron and Monique. They had put the whole thing together to make her forget the pain of detention. That was great of them. "Thanks guys!" she said cheerfully as she looked at them.

Their faces changed into puzzled expressions.

"For...?" Ron said, looking at her searchingly.

"The note..." Kim said.

"Note?" Monique asked.

"You didn't....put a note in my locker?" Kim asked.

"No," Ron said.

"Nope," Monique said.

"Really?" Kim asked.

"I swear on God's name," Ron said, holding up his hands.

"Same here," Monique said. She held her hands up too. "See, no crossies," she said.

"Then......who's this from?" Kim asked, holding up the note.

"Ooh, lemme see!" Ron said. He grabbed the note, and Monique and he read it.

"OOh, somebody likes Kim!" Monique screeched.

"Kim and no-name sitting in a tree...." Ron said gleefully.

"You guys! It doesn't say-" Kim began.

"Sure it doesn't!" Monique squealed.

Her and Ron started chanting the rhyme Ron had mentioned before. Kim shook her head gruffly and stalked off.

That evening at home, Kim was sitting crossly at her computer, typing up a History report. Suddenly a small box came up on her screen.

"New e-mail message waiting."

Kim clicked on it. (she was on the internet as well as a typing program) It opened up an e-mail message. It read:

From: FluffyGoodness@hotmail.com

Kim,

Don't ask how I got your e-mail address. I sort of mooched it off your computer friend who runs your website (which I visit a lot), I think his name's Wade. Did you get my note in your locker? It's true, you know. You rock, even though you don't really know me. I think you're the greatest!

Love, ???

Kim stared at the message for a while.

"Who are you, ??? ?" Kim asked. This anonymous writer was making her furious. And yet intriguing her. She needed to know who it was. But she had no idea who it was, and she didn't even know anyone with a Hotmail service. Then she thought of something else furiously, and a message.

To: Webmaster@earthlink.net

From: KP626@msn.com

WADE! Why did you give some kid my e-mail? I'm mad! You'd better do something!

~Kim

A few minutes later, she received an instant message:

Webmaster: Sorry Kim. He wanted it. He said he was a fan.

Kim wrote back:

KP626: Well, don't just go around giving people my e-mail!

Reply:

Webmaster: Well sorree! I'll not give it to some desperate fan next time!

She wrote:

KP626: Good!

And then another instant message popped up.

FluffyGoodness: Hey Kim. It's me, ???. I left a message on your website.

Kim quickly typed in 'Kim Possible.com' (which by the way does exist) and went to the inbox. There was one there from someone named ??? !

'Hi Kim! It's me, ???. I think you're the most awesome girl ever, and not because you save the world. Because you are the greatest person I know.'

Kim smiled. She went back to her e-mail. She wrote a message.

To: FluffyGoodness@hotmail.com

From: KP626@msn.com

Hello ???. Who are you? I really need to know! Yes I got your note, and the other means of contacting me that you used. Thanks a lot. You made my day a little brighter. My friends were being mean. Do your friends ever do that?

~Kim

Kim waited a long while for a response. Then she finally got one.

From: FluffyGoodness@hotmail.com

To: KP626@msn.com

Hello Kim. You are very welcome. My friends never pick on me, as I have none. I am a loner. Mostly. I have acquaintances, but none that qualify as friends with the exception of one or two. These two boys I am actually friends with share my feelings on life, and therefore have no need to be rude to me. As to who I am, I cannot reveal that to you just yet. I can only tell you that I am a resident of your school. A male resident. But you shall find me out someday, as people I have spoken to you who know you personally have told me you are quite brilliant.

Love, ???

Kim was very displeased by this, but she forgot it and sent an e-mail out.

To: NacoMan@hellorb.com ; FashionDiva64@death-o-lore.com

From: KP626@msn.com

Hi guys. Why the heck were you so jerky today? When you get this, please please PLEASE IM me!

~KP

Moments later, she received an IM

NacoMan: Sorry KP. It was just funny, that's all. We didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything.

And then:

FashionDiva64: Sorry Kim. Nothing personal. Hey, did you get the history assignment for today? Oh, and more importantly, did you find out about your mystery man yet?

Kim smiled and leaned back to IM with Ron & Monique.

More soon, the plot begins to unfold if it hasn't already. I can't tell.

~Moonchild