Disclaimer: Does anyone really own anything? I don't one Kim Possible, I am just borrowing her and her cohorts for this play. They are not getting paid for it, neither am I. The names are just a coincidence. We are doing it for the love of the craft. If you want to pay me, hug your family, they are precious. I may or may not know, but it pays it forward.

Bonnie woke early the next day. Last night had been so bizarre. She was confused about somethings that happened, which was normal after a dance, though this time she hadn't drank anything. Those she called her friends decided to turn the tables on her, and the only person that came to her side was one of the people she least expected.

"Shit, what do I do now? I can't believe they got to my date and got him to dump me AT THE FRICKIN' DANCE! I am the one who dumps."

The phone rang and interrupted her rant to herself. "Hello? Oh, hey Ron. Uh, sure we are still on for the mall. Twelve? No problem. Yeah, I just woke up myself, no thats okay. How are you getting there? The three of you in Josh's sports car? YOU in the BACK. No way. Tell you what I will pick you up at eleven thirty. Ciao. No, Ron that's Italian for bye. You too."

Ron is a nice guy; I have no idea how to relate to him besides be nice back. The thought made her back teeth hurt. She hated that feeling. There is no way to play this. He said not to play it and take it as it came. "ARRGH, I don't know how to do that!"

She looked at the clock. Seeing it was ten she slipped out of the silk sheets and went to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of bread and put it in the toaster. Opening the refrigerator she pulled out a bottle of water and grabbed the toast when it was ready. She hated this breakfast, but she decided she didn't have a choice since the new image was thinner than she was.

The toast and water consumed she turned the corner back to her room. MMM shower time. This was one of her guilty pleasures. She was glad that her mom consented to putting in a hot water heater all to her own. No time for an hour long hot shower. She slipped out of her panties and looked at herself in the mirror. Think I will shave for Ron. Stepping into the shower she let the water run over her for a few minutes, savoring the feeling before she started to lather up.

After soaping up and rinsing up she used the razor to make sure she was smooth before rinsing herself again and stepping out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around her head she sat down to dry off and put on her make up. She stopped herself. She remembered the article that she read the day before about less make up being more. "Well, I guess that this is a time for new things," and upon saying that she put on the least amount of make-up she had in the past seven years. After preparing her face, she decided to do the key down on her looks. She pulled out the Capri pants that her mom bought her a couple of weeks ago. Bonnie admitted to herself that they weren't THAT bad, especially if she put it with a good top. She loved her ability to improvise new ensembles.

Bonnie slid on her sunglasses as she stepped out of the house and into her sports car. She looked at the clock as she cranked up the car. "Eleven twenty-five, no problem in getting to Ron's in five minutes."

She left twin skid marks as she left the driveway and half way to Ron's.

NEXT: Bonnie meets Ron's Parents.