Sunshine

Ron woke up to the sun streaming in through his window; rubbing the sleep from his eyes he checked the clock, "6:44. Right on schedule." He swung his feet over the edge to the floor as he sat up, twisting a kink out of his back before standing and stretching. "Remind me to tell mom and dad that I need a new mattress." A short 10 minute shower later and he was back in his room to get dressed, his usual Tuesday outfit lay ready for him to put on. Boxers first and then socks followed by a clean shirt and pants, khakis of course. He quickly finger-styled his hair and applied a single spritz of cologne before heading downstairs for a pre-breakfast snack.

"Good morning." He said cheerily, headed through the kitchen toward the refrigerator for a glass of OJ.

"A good morning to you too." His mom smiled as she handed him a warm blueberry muffin.

"You're up early today Ron, what's the occasion?" His dad asked, looking up only briefly from his morning paper.

"I wanted to get an early start today; KP and I are going to breakfast at Bueno Nacho." He said taking a bite off his muffin before bending down to slip on his shoes.

"I thought she was grounded until the weekend." His mom asked, slightly confused.

"No mom, Mr. P let her off early."

"Oh, I didn't know that."

"Look at the time." Ron glanced at the clock, it was 7:02. "I've gotta jet."

"Have fun at school son." His dad said as Ron headed out the door.

KP…nice

Kim had been up for almost an hour, she was running behind schedule, her morning routine taking longer than normal. "I hate this long hair, it takes forever to brush out." She paused briefly, turning her head for a better look at herself in the mirror, "Maybe I should cut it shorter," before resuming her brushing. "Hmm… Ron likes it long. I'll ask him what I should do."

Finally satisfied with how her hair looked she stood up and went to get dressed. It was a special day and that called for a special outfit. A stunning new Club Banana Exclusive outfit to be exact. An almost too small semi-sheer red V-neck top along with tight in all the right spots black pants. Kim twisted in front of her floor length mirror, "Looking H-O-T… hot today KP." She smiled and headed downstairs, 'Ron should be here any minute now.'

She had just gotten to the bottom of the stairs when the doorbell rang, "I got it." She walked over and opened the door, "Hi Ron."

Ron stood slack-jawed his eyes moving rapidly yet randomly over her body, taking it all in. "wuuh. KP…nice."

"Heading to Bueno Nacho with Ron dad, later." She called back over her shoulder as she took Ron's hand and lead him out the door.

"Have fun Kimmie-cub." Her dad said, not looking up from his paper.

Today

Ron had slipped his hand from Kim's less than a block from the house, falling into step behind her, completely entranced by the 'hey Ron, hey Ron - look at me, look at me' shake in her butt. Her steps were light, she was happy. Today would be the day she told him. He would be hers…forever.

She looked up to find that the short trip to Bueno Nacho was already over, they had arrived. She stopped and Ron accidentally bumped into her. Startling her slightly, but in a good way.

She turned and, mocking disgust, chided him. "Ron!"

"Sorry KP." He blushed and looked down at his feet.

"It's ok," she smiled. "I know it was an accident."

The doors to Bueno Nacho opened and they walked in. Although the restaurant was packed with people their booth was still empty. 'Lucky for us,' Kim thought as she sat down in her side of their booth. Kim waited while Ron, gentleman that he was, went and ordered for them both. Shortly, he returned to the booth with their food and a guest.

'That outfit doesn't leave much to the imagination…' She was wearing light blue way too short shorts and a white spaghetti strap shirt. "Tara." Kim greeted her, her honey sweet voice dripping with hatred.

"You don't mind if she joins us do you KP?" Ron asked as he set the tray of food down, slipping into his side of the booth.

Kim smiled at her friend, although very weakly. "No…I- I don't mind." She edged over a bit and motioned for Tara to sit down next to her.

Tara giggled and instead sat down next to Ron, sliding in close to him. "Scoot over silly, I don't want to have to sit on your lap."

"Why not?" He asked, patting a hand on his knee.

"Because…" She began, turning toward Kim. "I know that KP would much rather sit there herself. Isn't that right Kim?"

Kim's lips moved to respond but no words came out. How could Tara ever say such a thing? And Ron? What was his issue today?

"It doesn't sound like Kim has a problem with it." Ron said, playfully grabbing Tara by the waist depositing her onto his lap.

Tara wiggled excitedly as she settled into her seat. "Ronnie…you've grown." She began giggling incessantly, all the while bouncing up and down on his lap.

Ron smiled across the table at Kim. "Come on KP…" He patted his hand once again on his knee. "There's room for one more." Somewhere in the hustle and bustle of the busy restaurant Kim heard a faint, but steadily increasing, beeping noise. "Last chance KP." He said, "Come on it'll be - BEEP - BEEP."

Pesadilla

Kim shot up in bed, her breath coming in short sharp gasps. Looking wildly around at her surroundings, eyes slowly adjusting. She began taking deep calming breaths, relaxing herself more and more. Taking in the fact that, 'It was only a dream. Only a dream.' She took one last deep breath, holding it for a long second before exhaling. "More like a nightmare."