Ron sat on the couch in the living room biting his nails. It was already
eleven thirty and Kim was nowhere to be found. He called her lab three
times in the past half house and no answer. As a friend and an admirer, he
was sick to his stomach worried. Not only because she was possibly
captured, but also it happened to be the night he was going to tell Kim how
he felt. When she left without saying goodbye to him, he knew he had to
tell her how he felt and draw her in before it was to late. Outside the
door he heard giggling, a car beep then speed off. Kim came in and threw
her keys into the bowl.
"Kim!"
"Ron!"
"I have something to tell you!" they both said at the same time. Ron decided it would be gentleman to let her go first.
"You first," he said sitting back down on the couch.
"Okay," Kim said sitting in her large pink chair, taking off her shoes. "Well, as you may know I've been gone all day! The reason being, I met a guy, Jeremy," Ron felt his heart sink back to the pit of his stomach. "And we got along so well, we hung out all day! First we went to the mall and shopped a little bit, I didn't get anything, and then we went to this totally hot cyber café and he was so cute, he emailed me the cutest things from across the room since we couldn't sit next to each other and then after that we went dancing at that new place on main street and to top it all off he brought me to this cute little French restaurant that was all fancy and stuff and then he kissed me goodnight. Ah, it was the best day ever!" Kim said glowing in her newfound interest.
"Oh." That was all he could say. Kim had just dumped her boyfriend and Ron was ready to tell her how he felt but now this guy, this, this Jeremy had to come and ruin it all.
"Well what do you have to tell me?" Kim said pulling her hair out of its bun.
"Nothing, false alarm," he said with a fake chuckle. "Well, I'm going to bed. Keep it real K.P." Ron walked into his bedroom and took off his shirt and shoes, going to bed in his jeans. He just couldn't believe after all day, getting up the courage, now it was there for nothing. His bed was cold and stiff; he closed his eyes and hoped he wouldn't wake up.
*
"Good morning Ron!" Kim said, she was sitting at the breakfast table with a bowl of cereal, the table scattered with papers and things normally found in Kim's secret lab.
"What's all this?" he asked scratching the back of his head.
"Oh! Jeremy is coming over today to help me with my Shego research and I asked Wade to run to my lab and pick up the papers and stuff. I mean I like Jeremy but I don't trust him THAT much yet."
"Oh, so I wasn't dreaming," he said grabbing a bowl from the cabinet.
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Nothing, I was so tired last night I wondered if I dreamed you and this Jeremy guy, guess not." The doorbell rung and Kim sprung up.
"Oh my god! It's him! Do I look okay? How's my hair? Ron, stop scratching your balls!" Kim said running into the living room.
"Stop scratching your balls Ron," Ron said mimicking Kim, pouring some Coco Pebbles into a bowl.
"And this is our kitchen and Ron," Kim said. Ron turned around to see Kim's arm wrapped tightly around the arm of Jeremy's. Well, Ron could see why Kim would go for Jeremy; he was tan, tall, built, and had great blue eyes. Immediately Ron hated him.
"Ron! I've heard so much about you," Jeremy said sticking his hand out for Ron.
"As I with Ron," Ron said with his fakest bright smile. Kim clapped her hands once and rushed back to Jeremy's side.
"Yay, my old best friend and my new best friend like each other, this is perfect!" Little did she know how much Ron hated Jeremy.
"I'm going to shower then go down stairs, later," Ron said throwing his barely eaten bowl of cereal into the sink. Kim casually brushed her hair out of her face and seated herself and Jeremy, showing him all the plans. From his room, Ron could hear Kim and Jeremy instantly talking about plans for the day.
"Another bastard," he said jumping on his bed. Since Ron realized how much Kim meant to him, he could pick out what type of boyfriend Kim had gotten. There were assholes, nice guys, bastards, and the occasional gay guys. Ron figured he himself would fit in the category, mate.
"Ron, me and Jeremy are going out!" Kim called from the kitchen. 'Whatever' Ron muttered to himself, going to his window. From his window he could see the blue convertible Kim told him about. Within a minute he could see Kim and Jeremy run to it and jump in. Kim looked so happy, and it ripped Ron up inside. Ron sighed and built a song up in his head. He sat on his bed and looked at the ceiling, beginning to sing,
"They call her Kim Possible
To them she saves their world while she brings my down
She doesn't even know how I feel about her, what should I do? (Dun, dun dun . . .)
-Tempo picks up-
Should I buy her a dozen roses, chocolates, candy, and pamper her?
Or should I write her a hundred love poems and take her dancing all night?
What should I do, I'm truly madly, deeply in love with this girl . . .
-Tempo slows down-
They call her Kim Possible . . .
To them she saves their world, while brings down (Bom bom bom) mine.- stretches out the word mine-."
"Kim!"
"Ron!"
"I have something to tell you!" they both said at the same time. Ron decided it would be gentleman to let her go first.
"You first," he said sitting back down on the couch.
"Okay," Kim said sitting in her large pink chair, taking off her shoes. "Well, as you may know I've been gone all day! The reason being, I met a guy, Jeremy," Ron felt his heart sink back to the pit of his stomach. "And we got along so well, we hung out all day! First we went to the mall and shopped a little bit, I didn't get anything, and then we went to this totally hot cyber café and he was so cute, he emailed me the cutest things from across the room since we couldn't sit next to each other and then after that we went dancing at that new place on main street and to top it all off he brought me to this cute little French restaurant that was all fancy and stuff and then he kissed me goodnight. Ah, it was the best day ever!" Kim said glowing in her newfound interest.
"Oh." That was all he could say. Kim had just dumped her boyfriend and Ron was ready to tell her how he felt but now this guy, this, this Jeremy had to come and ruin it all.
"Well what do you have to tell me?" Kim said pulling her hair out of its bun.
"Nothing, false alarm," he said with a fake chuckle. "Well, I'm going to bed. Keep it real K.P." Ron walked into his bedroom and took off his shirt and shoes, going to bed in his jeans. He just couldn't believe after all day, getting up the courage, now it was there for nothing. His bed was cold and stiff; he closed his eyes and hoped he wouldn't wake up.
*
"Good morning Ron!" Kim said, she was sitting at the breakfast table with a bowl of cereal, the table scattered with papers and things normally found in Kim's secret lab.
"What's all this?" he asked scratching the back of his head.
"Oh! Jeremy is coming over today to help me with my Shego research and I asked Wade to run to my lab and pick up the papers and stuff. I mean I like Jeremy but I don't trust him THAT much yet."
"Oh, so I wasn't dreaming," he said grabbing a bowl from the cabinet.
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Nothing, I was so tired last night I wondered if I dreamed you and this Jeremy guy, guess not." The doorbell rung and Kim sprung up.
"Oh my god! It's him! Do I look okay? How's my hair? Ron, stop scratching your balls!" Kim said running into the living room.
"Stop scratching your balls Ron," Ron said mimicking Kim, pouring some Coco Pebbles into a bowl.
"And this is our kitchen and Ron," Kim said. Ron turned around to see Kim's arm wrapped tightly around the arm of Jeremy's. Well, Ron could see why Kim would go for Jeremy; he was tan, tall, built, and had great blue eyes. Immediately Ron hated him.
"Ron! I've heard so much about you," Jeremy said sticking his hand out for Ron.
"As I with Ron," Ron said with his fakest bright smile. Kim clapped her hands once and rushed back to Jeremy's side.
"Yay, my old best friend and my new best friend like each other, this is perfect!" Little did she know how much Ron hated Jeremy.
"I'm going to shower then go down stairs, later," Ron said throwing his barely eaten bowl of cereal into the sink. Kim casually brushed her hair out of her face and seated herself and Jeremy, showing him all the plans. From his room, Ron could hear Kim and Jeremy instantly talking about plans for the day.
"Another bastard," he said jumping on his bed. Since Ron realized how much Kim meant to him, he could pick out what type of boyfriend Kim had gotten. There were assholes, nice guys, bastards, and the occasional gay guys. Ron figured he himself would fit in the category, mate.
"Ron, me and Jeremy are going out!" Kim called from the kitchen. 'Whatever' Ron muttered to himself, going to his window. From his window he could see the blue convertible Kim told him about. Within a minute he could see Kim and Jeremy run to it and jump in. Kim looked so happy, and it ripped Ron up inside. Ron sighed and built a song up in his head. He sat on his bed and looked at the ceiling, beginning to sing,
"They call her Kim Possible
To them she saves their world while she brings my down
She doesn't even know how I feel about her, what should I do? (Dun, dun dun . . .)
-Tempo picks up-
Should I buy her a dozen roses, chocolates, candy, and pamper her?
Or should I write her a hundred love poems and take her dancing all night?
What should I do, I'm truly madly, deeply in love with this girl . . .
-Tempo slows down-
They call her Kim Possible . . .
To them she saves their world, while brings down (Bom bom bom) mine.- stretches out the word mine-."