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A/N: Bold!! Do you see the bold?! (Obviously) I've figured out how to get bold and italics to work!! Yay! I'm so excited! I'd like to give a special thanks to MegaSilver for being kind enough to give me some helpful hints on figuring out this problem. I actually kind of stumbled across the solution on my own (all I had to do was save my work as a web page… what a concept), but your email was very much appreciated, MegaSilver. Thanks again!

So I've put this off for a great while, now. What can I say… I like to procrastinate. Finally, I've decided to get to work and finish this thing in hopes that I can start my next story. Also, if she's reading this, and I know she is, this update is to influence my good friend Marci to update Light Quest and/or (at least) Hanging by a Moment. Just do it, Marci; you'll feel so much better! :)

'Thoughts'  "Speech"

2ND Break

(2:12 p.m.)

            For Kimberly, time had been at a stand still for the past hour. How everyone could tolerate reading the entire paper booklet without a peep, she couldn't understand. It only took her finishing the first page before she was tired of it. Now, however, it was only a few minutes before break. According to the clock on the wall above the doors behind her, she only had three sweet minutes until she was granted another breath of fresh air. The room was beginning to get stuffy, and there was no way she could concentrate on driving techniques in the rain, or when the proper times to use your fog lights were. Not to mention the fact that she had run out of space to doodle in the margins. She sighed outwardly, tapping her fingers on the open booklet that lay in her lap.

'Two minutes, now," she thought to herself. 'Only two minutes…'

            Mr. Cross seemed to be self involved, first combing his hair at his desk, then fussing with the sleeves of his shirt. He lifted his arm to check his watch.

'Come on,' Kim thought. 'Letting us out one minute early won't hurt anything.'

But Mitch didn't even acknowledge his class. He began to work on some paper work, completely oblivious that their break should be starting right about…

'Now! Come ON, Mitch! Let us go, already!' Then, as if it would help, she added, 'Please? I really need to use the restroom!'

The anxious Kimberly began to bounce her knee rapidly. How had no one else noticed

what time it was? Was the booklet really so interesting that skipping a break wouldn't matter? 'Although, the other Kim over here has been on the same page for a long time.' In completing her thought, Kimberly tapped her neighbor on the shoulder. To her surprise, the woman jolted up and mumbled something that Kim was unable to understand.

"Oh, oh wow… Was I asleep?" she asked aloud. Kim just smiled, and then in looking around at the rest of the class covered her mouth to keep from laughing. Everyone had fallen asleep!

"Is there something I can help you with, Mrs…" Mitch trailed off, suddenly aware that the rest of his class had nodded off. "What's this, now? Come on, people. Rise and shine!" He began to clap as he rose from his desk.

Heads lifted themselves up and every other mouth gave a yawn.

Mitch simply crossed his arms and shook his head. "I don't believe you guys! This is too funny. Break is only in… twenty minutes." Then, after thinking about it for a second or two, he checked his watch again then looked behind the class to compare the time. "Well, I'll be diggered," he said.

Kim closed her eyes in realization. 'How much of a coincidence is it that his watch just happened to stop twenty whole minutes before break… that's absolutely fabulous."

"I'm sorry, class," Mitch apologized, slightly embarrassed. "My watch seems to have stopped. Your break should have started five minutes ago. You can all get up, now. I'll see you back here in ten."

As they rose, everyone stretched and filed down the aisles, dragging themselves outside of the court room and into the lobby. As Kim stepped aside the exit and waited for Tommy, she couldn't help but grin at the struggle people were having in lifting one leg, and then the other, and then the first again to climb the stairs.

"Huh," Tommy breathed as he joined Kim at her side.

 "So, did you have a nice nap?"

Tommy chuckled. "Yeah, actually. I had the weirdest dream, though."

Kim laughed. "Could you hold on a sec? I need to go to the bathroom."

"Sure," Tommy said. "Just don't use up the whole ten minutes." He then proceeded to walk outside.

Less than two minutes later, Kim returned, taking a seat on the bench nearest Tommy. She patted the free space next to her and smiled. "Let's hear it," she said, scooting over to make more room as he sat.

"What, my dream? I don't know," Tommy shrugged. "It was really strange and yet, it was so real…"

Kim crossed her legs. "Oh, come on. You can tell me. I promise, I won't laugh."

Tommy smirked, looking at his petite class mate from the corner of his eye. "Oh, you wouldn't think it funny. If anything, you might be offended, or embarrassed."

Kim sat up straight, confusion written on her face. "Was… was I in it?" she asked, afraid of the answer. 'Do I even want to know?'

Tommy smiled a somewhat shy smile, and answered. "You were, yeah. So was Katherine."

Kim took a moment to think. "Oh," she said. "What happened?"

Tommy cleared his throat and shifted his position, letting him face the very-much-still-attractive brunette. "Well, uh… the two of you were sort of… fighting…"

Kim raised a brow and asked slowly, "About what?"

Tommy turned his head forward and chuckled. "…me."

"Hmm," was all she could muster. She began to think about the concept of she and Katherine Hilliard, tall blonde extraordinaire, fighting over Tommy Oliver. A true cat fight it would be, if in fact a conflict arose about whom he should be with, or who he actually belonged to… something along those lines. If she was confident enough about her feelings for Tommy as they still were today, she just might challenge Kat if the chance provided itself, and if Kat were to make the first move. Then, she mentally slapped herself for even considering the thought! She and Katherine were two grown, mature women, able to work out their differences over tea and crumpets if necessary. Her mind then drifted to another thought: what brought Tommy to conjure such a ridiculous dream? Did he in fact still hold feelings for her? Was he currently dating Katherine and only contemplating who the winner would be, should a fight break out? How dare he take it so far! Had Tommy Oliver, the once charming and respectful teenage boy become a perverse, self-aware man in those five years without communication?

Kim narrowed her eyes and glared disgustingly at the man seated next to her.

"What?" he cried, seemingly innocently, his lips curved in a smile.

Kim simply shook her head. "I'm going back inside."

Tommy got up and followed her inside, desperate to find the reason behind such a cold stare. "You won, if you wanted to know."

Kim stopped, turning in place, and could only roll her eyes before moving on.

"Well, technically, you didn't win. I woke up before a winner was determined, but just before I did you shot Kat square in the chest-"

 "I did what?" Kim shouted, careful to lower her voice with her next question as people began to stare. "I shot her?"

"Sure," Tommy answered, shrugging it off as he continued, "with an arrow. The Power Bow was your weapon of choice."

Kim grabbed Tommy by the collar and pulled him aside, speaking in a careful whisper. "What do you mean the Power Bow was my weapon of choice? Did you have us in a duel, or something?"

"Yeah, I guess. Something like that. The both of you were suited up… you in the pink pterodactyl armor, and she in her pink Zeo outfit. She thought she had you with her Zeo blaster, but you came back, first hitting her with the bow and shooting an arrow at her… it was kinda cool."

Kim folded her arms, looking off at the floor. "…and she fell?"

He nodded. "Hard."

Kim looked as if she were actually considering her victory, and then shook the notion out of her head again, fast-walking towards the court room. "Even if I did win, (and I have no doubt that I kicked her Australian ass," she mumbled under her breath), "that's no excuse for you dreaming up something like that! You're right; it is embarrassing that you could think that Kat and I would stoop so low!" Her pace slowed as she entered the room, ready to take her seat. She turned around to face Tommy, quickly adding, "Especially over you."

His mouth dropped slightly.

"I'll have you know that I've moved on since high school," she lied. "I've seen other people; dated numerous guys. You and I may be friends, Tommy, but our present relationship is just that and nothing more. Your little dream led me to realize just what kind of man you've become." She smirked and shifted her weight on to one leg.

He looked ready to interject, but Mitch had cut him off before he could speak, asking everyone to quickly take their seats as the remaining slackers filed through the doors. Kim did as asked and stuck her tongue out at Tommy, who held a hand over his heart and frowned with puppy dog eyes as he took his own chair.

Kim smiled proudly, having had the last word, which certainly had some sort of effect on Tommy's ego. Picking up her booklet and crossing her legs, Kim half-listened to Mr. Cross as he began to talk about what the class was supposed to have read, when in fact they were napping instead.

'Only one more hour,' she reassured her self mentally, 'and I'm a free woman.'

Over on the left side of the room, Tommy was leaning forward and peeking down the aisle at the beaming brunette with a clever grin on his face. 'Just wait, Kim. When traffic school is over, you'll be kissing your own words goodbye…'

A/N: I finished this over a period of three days, the final punctuation typed at exactly 2:03 am (should any errors be found, you can blame them on my tired-ness). I really should have been sleeping for the past two hours at least, but instead chose to finish this chapter for you, the reader. I'd say that gives good enough reason for a review! I'm really sorry for the long wait; I just got preoccupied, I guess I could say. Hah. Yeah… I'll try to update the next chapter soon, finally freeing me of the burden that is this fan fic! (I lied. It's not a burden; I actually enjoyed writing this story. Now, if only I can think of a way to end the damn thing!). Cheers!