"Ron's reflection"
Ron was heading toward the shower but he wasn't feeling all that great. His mind was racing. He felt a pain in his lower abdomen. I don't know if I can take seeing Kim with Eric today all happy about the dance tonight.
"Mom, I think I'm gonna stay home from school today, I'm not feeling well." Ron turned back around and got back in bed and pulled the covers over his head. Ron heard footsteps running up the stairs, he knew it was his mom. Mrs. Stoppable came into the room.
"Honey, are you feeling around? Do you have a cold? Does it hurt anywhere. Maybe I should take you to the Dr. Rosenthal." Mrs. Stoppable pulled the covers off his face and put her hand on her forehead to feel for a fever.
"Mom, I don't have a fever. I don't need to see Dr. Rosenthal. I just don't feel well." Suddenly Mrs. Stoppable suddenly raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Ronald, you're not pretending to feel ill because you didn't work on a big project or have a test today do you?" Ron's parents well aware Ron was far from a star student.
"No Mom, I really don't feel well." I actually don't feel well. What is wrong with me? Why can't I get these dreams to go away? What does this mean?
"You're not planning on skipping class but still going to the dance are you?"
"No ma, I'm going to the dance either. I'm just going to stay at home and rest." Ron pulled the covers back over his head.
"Want me to stay at home with you?"
"Mom, I'll be fine. I just need to stay in bed. Go to work."
Mrs. Stoppable pulled the covers back down, kissed Ron on the forehead, "Ok honey, call me if you need anything. Get some rest." Mrs. Stoppable pulled the blanket back over Ron's head.
Mrs. Stoppable left the room and closed the door behind her. Ron kept hearing the birds chirp happily outside. Stupid birds, what are they so happy about?
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Later at school in Chemistry, Kim had noticed Ron wasn't in class. Ron hadn't come by to walk to school in the morning either. Kim had figured Ron was running late. Typical Ron she thought. Probably overslept because he was up late playing some new computer game.Felix came over to Kim.
"Hey Kim, have you seen Ron? We normally shoot hoops before class starts on Fridays. He didn't show."
"Felix, I was going to ask you the same thing. He didn't show up at my house to walk to school today either. I hope he's ok." Kim pulled out the kimmunicator and dialed Ron's number.
Ron heard the phone ring. I don't want to talk to anybody right now. He got up and turned the ringer off his phone and turned the volume down on his answering machine. They can leave a message on my machine. Ron hopped back into bed.
Kim's call rolled into the answering machine. "Hello, you've reached Ron's bon-diggity crib. Rufus and I aren't home right now. Leave a message after the beep."
Kim left a message. "Ron, where are you? Please, call the kimmunicator when you get this message." Hmm, Where could Ron be? Is he home and just not answering the phone? Maybe he's in bed sick? Kim beeped Wade.
"Hey Kim, what's up?"
"Wade, Ron's MIA. I tried calling his house and got his machine. Can you locate him please?"
Wade typed away on his computer. "Kim, Ron's at home."
"Thanks Wade, you rock. He must be sick." The screen went blank and Kim put the kimmunicator back away. Kim decided to swing by Ron's house during lunch to check up on him.
Ron wasn't tired, so he couldn't fall asleep. He had turned on the radio so he didn't have to listen to the all too cheery birds. He found a blues station which fit his mood and just laid in bed under the covers with his eyes closed.
A few hours later, Mrs. Stoppable came home with a bag of nacos. "Ronald, why haven't you been answering your phone? I have left you three messages."
"Sorry mom, didn't feel like talking to anybody so I turned off the ringer."
Mrs. Possible turned off the music. She pulled the covers off Ron and put a TV tray next to the bed and placed the bag of nacos and a can of soda on the TV tray. "I brought you lunch, your favorite."
Ron sat up and looked at the Bueno Nacho bag and then at his mom.
"Mom, I'm not hungry right now."
A look of panic swept across Mrs. Stoppable's face. Ron never turns down nacos. Something must be wrong. "Honey, we are going to see Dr. Rosenthal right now."
"Mom, I don't need to go to see Dr. Rosenthal. My stomach's bothering me right now. I promise I'll be ok. I just need to rest."
"Ok but if you don't eat something for dinner we are going to see him no matter what. I'll leave this here in case you change your mind." Suddenly the doorbell rang.
Mrs. Stoppable went to answer the door. Ron opened the can of soda, took a few sips. He remained sitting up.
Mrs. Stoppable opened the door and saw Kim standing there. "Oh hi Kim."
"Mrs. Stoppable, is Ron home? He wasn't at school and I was worried about him."
Mrs. Possible smiled, "Yes, Ron said home today because he wasn't feeling well. Come in."
Kim followed Mrs. Possible upstairs into Ron's room. Ron was looking outside his window as they walked in. "Hey Ron, how are you feeling?"
Ron turned and looked at Kim. Ron looked at Kim and suddenly felt a slight pain in his abdomen. A slight grimace appeared on Ron's face. Both Kim and Mrs. Possible saw this and frowned. "Hey Kim, I'm doing ok, I guess."
Kim held up her Bueno Nacho bag. "I brought some nacos." Mrs. Stoppable pointed to the bag of nacos on the TV tray. "I brought some too put Ronald said he wasn't hungry."
Kim immediately frowned. Since when does Ron turn down nacos? "Ron, something's wrong. What is it?"
"I'm not hungry KP and I'm not feeling well." Ron laid back down and stared at the ceilingto avoid eye contact.
Kim walked over to Ron and looked down at him. Ron's not telling me something. Something is bothering him, I can tell. "Ron, it's me Kim, you can tell me anything."
Ron looked up into Kim's emerald eyes and then he broke eye contact and stared at the ceiling. Everytime I look at Kim, the pain gets worse. "It's nothing KP. I just need to rest."
"Ron, I have to get back to school but I'm coming right back after school."
"But the Spirit Dance is tonight and you've been looking forward to it for weeks."
"Yes, but I won't enjoy myself at the dance worrying about you." Kim looked sad.
Kim saved for like 2 months to buy that dress. She's been looking forward to this for weeks now. I can't let her not go and just sit here with me. Regardless of the fact that she is going with Eric and how I feel, it would not be right if she didn't go and try to have a good time. Ron turned and looked at Kim. Ron tried his best to smile at Kim. "KP, go to the dance. You've been looking forward to the dance for weeks. I'll be fine I promise."
"But Ron."
"No buts, KP. You're going to the dance and you're going to enjoy yourself. Please, KP. I would feel worse if you just sat here worrying about me."
Kim tried to crack a smile, "Ok Ron."
Mrs. Possible put her hand on Kim's shoulder. "Let's let Ron get some rest."
The two women left the room and Mrs. Possible closed the door behind him.
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Later that evening Eric and Kim were at the dance. Eric noticed Kim was a bit distracted. "Kim, you look beautiful tonight."
Kim smiled, "Thank you, you look handsome yourself. I'm worried about Ron. Something is bothering him and he won't tell me or his Mom what it is."
"Didn't Ron insist you come and enjoy yourself?"
"Well, yes he did."
"Then let's try and have a good time."
Kim nodded and Eric led them off to the dance floor.
xxxxxx
Ron had made his way downstairs. He laid on the sofa and turned on the TV. He munched on the nacos that his Mom and Kim have brought him. He was watching Agony County.
On the tv:
Charity: Danny, why won't you tell me what's bothering you?
Danny: Because it doesn't matter.
Charity: It matters to me (Charity with a tear in her eye put her hand on Danny's face.)
Danny: I think I'm falling in love with you.
Charity: (Charity's eyes lit up.) I love you to Danny.
"Oh please, that doesn't happen in real life. At least not in my life anyway."
Mrs. Stoppable heard this and peered at Ron from the kitchen. A smile appeared on her face. I think I'm beginning to understand what's bothering Ron.