Disclaimer: This is for FUN. Do you hear that Disney? Someone is having fun with your property.
Authors Notes: Jezrianna: Whether it is love or not remains to be seen. I know some people that have been together for years and still call each other with pet names. Yes, at times it does get annoying. As to it being soap opera like, from what I recall from high school, it is a four year soap opera. Though don't worry soon the story line is going to shift.
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Ron and Bonnie walked down the hall slowly. They stopped in front of the door of the office. Slowly Ron turned the knob causing the door to yield to the slight push of Bonnie. They took a deep breath and walked in.
"Hello, Mr. Barkin will be with you in just a moment. He is finishing up on some paperwork."
"Thanks, Suzie," said Ron as he showed Bonnie to the chairs outside of Barkin's office.
As Bonnie sat down, "Suzie?"
"That's her name."
"Kind of sad that you have been here so much that you are on first name basis with the secretary isn't it?"
Ron blushed, "Well that, and she has a younger sister that she tried to set me up with."
Bonnie's eyes narrowed at her boyfriend, "Really, and what do you have to say about that?"
"Her sister is a sophomore in college. Let's just say that I don't interest her. The date was a total disaster. The best thing was an emergency mission with Kim. The emergency was to get me out of it."
Bonnie chuckled at the tale. "As long as she doesn't look forward to pairing you with any other siblings I guess I will let her live."
"Well, that is nice of you." Ron got quiet. "Sorry about all of this. If it wasn't for me…"
"I would probably not be here, or anywhere."
Ron looked deeply at her. "What do you mean?"
"You know. I can tell by the look on your face. You know and you want me to lie to you and say you are wrong. I can't, Ron-Ron. If you hadn't followed me, if you hadn't talked to me, been your normal, nice, wonderful self… That was an option. A serious one as I burst through those doors. I don't ask you to understand. I don't ask you to approve. I am glad you did and wouldn't trade what happened for anything now that we are together."
"So no thoughts like that again?"
"Heaven, no. The thought of killing Brick and those like him, sure, but not of killing myself."
"Well if he goes after you again… wait a little before stopping me."
"No, then I would be without you. That is not acceptable. If we are suspended, then we could spend time in the day together."
"Probably not, I would have to go with my dad to his office. Trust me, that is a thrill a minute experience." The sarcasm dripping from Ron's voice was palpable.
"So, what does he do again?"
"He's an actuary. He comes up with charts on replacement and compensation for insurance claims."
"Yeah, I can see where that would be so exciting."
Ron nudged her with his shoulder. "Maybe we will get lucky and they will put us on ICE."
"Wonderful. In school suspension is so much better."
"Actually it is. Old man Wilkerson sits outside the door reading the paper next to his face with his feet kicked back. As long as you don't make enough noise to wake him he only moves for lunch time."
One of her evil grins formed on Bonnie's face, "So if we were the only ones there and kept it quiet…"
"Make out between questions, yes. I believe you are corrupting me, Miss Rockwaller."
"I just work with whatever is there, Mr. Stoppable."
The two teens started to giggle and their foreheads met. They sighed at the same time. Looking at each other closely they heard the door open. "Rockwaller, Stoppable, thank you for not making me have to find you, come in please."
The two teens entered the domain of Barkin. While Ron was well familiar with it, this was the first time that Bonnie had been in his office. She noticed the various black and white pictures of young men in fatigues in some jungle. A couple of documents on the wall were passed over in her mind. There was a purple heart in a glass case with a piece of metal behind the desk.
"I have already sent three of your class mates on an impromptu vacation for a week, so now for you two."
He paused and looked at the two as he sat down behind his desk. "As you are both aware we have a Zero Tolerance policy for violence. Something has to be done. I know that both of you acted in defense of yourself or one another. That is a good mitigating circumstance. Miss Rockwaller, there was nothing that I could do to you Friday night since it was technically after the dance and no longer a school activity. Today I can not be so lenient. Mister Stoppable," the name seemed to stretch from his mouth, "I spoke to the school nurse and it seems that you have been visiting her for sometime now because of 'accidents'. Without Miss Rockwaller there, I assume that this would have been another one of those said 'accidents'."
"Yes, Sir."
"I thought so. Okay, well I guess that I can't put this off any longer. You two are now on probation for a week. If for any reason not of your choice I see you in my office or detention, you will be faced with suspension. You can get an excuse on your way out for your class this period, Dismissed."
"Probation? I haven't heard of that before. What's going on Mr. B?" asked Ron.
"A new policy, by the rules I have to punish you. For showing bravery in the face of adversity and loyalty to comrades… I can't bring myself to drop the axe like I should. So this is punishment enough correct?"
"Yes, Sir," concurred both teens. Then they quickly left the office and picked up the excuse slips from the secretary and entered the hallway.
"Guess I will see you at practice," gloomed Ron.
"Yeah, no more classes anywhere near each other today. But since we have these I guess you could walk me to my class, since I was attacked and all."
Ron smiled and gave her his arm as he took her to his locker and then hers. The slowed turning around a corner and met each others embrace. The long slow kiss that followed was easily in the top five of Middleton High history, perhaps in all of the Tri-City area.
"We need to find a place that we can do that regularly to get us through the rest of the day."
Ron nodded, still a bit out of breath. They slowly walked to the door of Bonnie's class and said goodbye. Ron then walked to his class with a spring in his step.
The rest of the day passed in both high speed and slow motion. The halls were in high speed allowing neither of the teens an opportunity to make it to each other. In the class rooms time slowed to an impossibly slow time where glaciers were speed demons. The only positive side to this in Ron's mind was the ability to use the slowed time of the class rooms to complete homework.
When the final bell rang, he was moving before the second ring started. In the halls, he switched to his mission mentality and moved quickly to the wing of the school that Bonnie's class was located in. He scanned the throngs of people as they walked past him until he saw a pair of blue eyes scanning also. His smile grew to encompass his face as he moved between the huddled masses bent upon exodus from the confines of the school. As he approached, the blue eyes grew in expressiveness. He knew there was a smile hidden by the current of flesh separating them.
Upon reaching his desired location, he saw, that yes, indeed there was a smile. "Bon-Bon," he sighed, as a child grasping a favorite stuffed animal, when he took her into his arms.
"Ron-Ron," was sighed in return.
The current flowed around the two like an immovable boulder in the middle of a river. The few people that stopped to look at them were quickly moved out of the way by the force of the flow. The area surrounding the two changed as they moved side by side and slowly moved towards the gym.
