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Sorry for not updating, I decided a break from this story would be best for the fact that, one, I was losing interest in the story and needed a break to regather myself, and two, I was doing other things that required my time. Specifically, A girl I met from France. I will say no more....
Once again Sorry...
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Next Chapter....
It was with much annoyance that Kim awoke from her perfect world to the sound of a ringing phone. Kim peered at the phone from her sligthly opening eyes, only to be hit by a ray of sunlight straight on her face. Kim groaned and rolled over onto her side, back against the window and phone.
The Phone rang again. and Kim ignored, hoping that if she thought the phone didn´t exist, it would stop ringing.
The phone rang again. and again. after what seemed like forever, the phone finally stopped ringing, and Kim relaxed back into her sleep, praying that she can return back to her perfect world. That´s when the phone began to ring again as someone was still trying to call her urgently, trying to wake Kim up and take her away from her sleep. If they were trying to gain her ire, they were doing a damn good job.
Kim felt around for the phone with one hand, her back still to the phone. after what seemed like forever, se grabbed the phone and brought it to her ear.
"Hello...?" She asked quite sleepily and angrily.
"Hello Ms. Possible?" The man on the other line asked hurridely, not wanting to waste his own time.
"Speaking."
"This is Mr. Grune from the SpringTime Post. I was hoping I could ask you a few questions for an article we are writing. Would that be allright?" The man asked hurriedly again.
Kim´s mood darkend. She was never that used to interviews, and when a certain Truth-Ray incident came along, she began to dread Interviews even more. But what could she do, she was a superhero, she excpected things like this to come along everyonce in a while.
"Sure..." She replied sleepily
"Were you at the Tai Shing concert last night?"
Kim´s eyes went Wide, Memory flooding every crevice of her Brain´s anatomy. She sat up in her bed.
"Yes...." Kim replied quakeingly
"We would like to confirm if it was you who arrived on the stage to help the leader of the band, Multi-Millionare Ronald Stoppable."
"......That was me...." She replied nervously. Not liking where this was going, she decided to end this conversation. "Umm... I´m Sorry, My Mother is calling me at the moment, Would it be allright if we spoke later?"
"I would really rather not, but it is your time, Can i Just ask a few more questions?"
"I really must go."
"Just one more."
"I´m Sorry I have to go." Km replied hurridely and then immediatly hung up.
Kim breathed out a huge sigh of relief, or rather, one of exsasperation. She looked at her alarm clock. 9:04. Kim was to tired to do the math in her head, but was fairly sure that she had not recieved a full eight hours of sleep. Thinking about everything that had happened, she went downstairs, preparing to face the music if her father had found out she had stayed out too late. But it was not punishment she was worried about. She was worried that they would be able to puzzle everything togther. Her dad might be clueless in some areas, but her mother was certainly not.
She walked downstairs, expecting the worst, and was sincerly suprised when she saw a warm breakfeast layed out. It looked ravashingly good to begin with, in addition to the fact that she had hardly ate at beuno nacho last night, except for a few Taco Nuggets. On a note was written her name, with instructions to heat it in the microwave if it was cold. It was signed mom. She heard the Tv on in the living room, and decided to go investigate.
She was no further then three steps from the kitchen when Jim and Tim came running by. They stopped, looked at Kim and began the mocking.
"So Kim,enjoy the concert?" Jim asked slyly
"Ya, did ya have fun with Ron?" Tim asked mockingly
"Or were you to busy--" Jim began.
"--falling all over him?" tim finished sarcastically.
"ooohhhh noooo......" Kim pleaded against fate... already knowing the answer.
"Kim, is that you honey?" Asked her mother from inside the living room. Before waiting for ananswer she emerged and walked over to her. She hugged her close.
"M-Mooom...." Kim replied flustered.
Her mother let go and stared at her worriedly. "Are you ok? I saw what happened last night. You didn´t get hurt did you? Is Ron ok?" Mrs. P started going into a list of questions. Kim answered as best as she could.
After making sure Kim was ok, her mother took on a more serious face. One filled only slightly with concern, but mostly gravity, attuning that something was wrong and very serious.
"What?" Kim asked worriedly, already knowing the answer.
"Kim, honey, I think it´s time we talked about Ronald."
End of Chapter.
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