SHORT chapter. Sorry people. Got school and everything. This chapter is more of a teaser for the next few chapters (in more ways than one...). Don't get what I'm saying. Read on....
The next day went pretty much the same as the day before. Kim soaked up the attention while Ron and Monique fumed on the sideline. It wasn't until one of their afternoon classes that Ron and Monique actually dared to mention Kim's name.
"Hey."
"Hey."
Ron and Monique exchanged nods as they both sat down, taking seats next to each other.
"I know this spot's usually reserved for Kim but...I don't think she'll mind," Monique stated sarcastically.
"Yeah. Kim doesn't need squares like us anymore. I wonder if she'll ever want to switch out of that body of hers..."
"The way things are going, I doubt it. She probably wants to stay 21 forever," she snickered. "By the way, are you still going to the dance this Friday?"
"Uhh... don't know...I was gonna go with Kim, but she's busy that night..."
Monique sighed, not really wanting to ask what he meant by that, but she asked anyway, "How busy?"
"I think around...15 guys are going to the dance with Kim."
"Figures..."
"But you know what, Monique...I beginning to suspect that something else is going on. I don't know what it is yet, but ....Kim's acting a little TOO big-headed and strange to be...well, Kim."
"So you're suspecting some sort of conspiracy theory or something? Yeah right Ron. This isn't a TV show," Monique scoffed.
"No, not exactly. I'm just saying-"
BRRRRIIINNNGGGG
The bell rang loudly and a pompous, old English lady stood up from her desk. "Class, take your seats and quiet down," she announced and they obeyed. Ron would just have to keep his crazy speculations to himself for now.
In the back of the room, out of the corner of her eye, Kim saw and heard Ron's conversation with Monique. She knew now that Ron had suspected something. She couldn't let a clown like him blow her cover after all the hard work she already put into it. Something had to be done about Ron...not with force, because someone would notice if Kim had, all of a sudden, attacked her best friend...but she knew another way...a more conniving, yet...sensual way...
After class, Ron was so tired and bored that he forgot all about telling Monique...what ever he was going to say. He picked up his books, and followed the rest of the class out of the doorway. He could see Kim's red hair through the crowd of people, and her substantial features made her even more of a stand out. She waited for Ron to clear the doorway and enter the hall and then she came up to him and spoke.
"Hey Ron."
"Hey...Kim?? You're talking to me now?" Ron asked surprised. He looked around for Monique but Kim purposely got in his way and locked eyes with a slightly uncomfortable Ron.
"About that..." Kim started. "I wanted to talk to you about not speaking to you and about being so rotten to Monique. I REALLY feel awful about it and...I just think you deserve an explanation. After all, you always were my FAVORITE friend..." she said, smirking at her own sentence.
"Uh...I always thought it was called a 'best' friend, but favorite works too..."
Kim laughed louder than she should've. "Hahaha! You're so funny Ron! That's what I LOVE about you."
"...O...kay..."
"...Look," Kim sighed. "Come over to my place after school and I'll fill you in on what's been happening the last few days. I'm really sorry about it and...I'll tell you later."
"...Alright..."
Kim smiled brightly, so much that Ron couldn't help but smile back. He could never resist Kim's charm...
"Okay then, I guess I'll just see you later then," Kim nodded.
"Yeah...I guess we'll just talk later." Ron didn't know what was going on but he felt relieved.
"Bye Ron."
"Later KP."
She chuckled at the mention of her cutesy nickname. She bounced off (from Ron's perspective, it was bouncing), until she stopped about 10 steps away from Ron. Acting like she had forgotten something, she turned around and made a face to show that she was thinking.
"Oh!" she remarked. "And, Ron...before you come over, you might wanna stop on over at the liquor store and...buy yourself some 'protection' if you know what I mean. Just in case." She winked and giggled to herself while she walked away again.
Ron was absolutely speechless...he DIDN'T know what she meant...or did he... A horrifyingly nervous Ron looked to Rufus for advice but all he could do was shrug. Even he didn't know what was up.
'Was Kim...hitting on me?'
If you don't know what protection is, GOOD. Keep it that way. I'm not gonna take this story too far into the gutter so bare with me. I know what I'm doing (or do I...?). And about all those reviews questioning the authenticity of the characters' reactions, got it covered. Read and I hope you enjoy the next few chapters. (I'd make a smiley face right now but I'm not really into that kinda thing).
JOKE OF THE DAY (aka The cheap but useful gimick):
Mike and John were two guys who absolutely loved Baseball. they based their whole lives around it. They played it every chance they got, they went to every game they could possibly get tickets for, and whatched all the others on TV. They were obsessed with the game.
As the years went on they decided to make a pact with each other, if one of them died before the other, he would come back and tell the one still living if there was Basball in Heaven. Because, after all, how could it be Heaven if there's no Baseball?
Sure enough, One of them dies. John died of a heart attack. Although saddend by his friends death, Mike couldn't help but be exited at the prospect of finally finding out if there really is Baseball in Heaven, and eagerly awaited John's answer.
About three days after his death, John's spirit finally came to visit Mike. It was about two in the morning when he arrived. "Psst, Mike, it's me", he said, hovering over Mikes bed. Mike stirred, then awoke and jumped at the sight of John's spirit floating over him. "Jesus!" he cried.
"Not quite," John said "It's me, John!"
"John, buddy, good to see you!" Mike said, "So tell me is there Baseball in Heaven!"
"Whoa, Whoa, calm down," John said "I,ve got good news and bad news for you."
"Well, tell me the good news first."
"OK, there Is baseball in Heaven!"
"That's great!" Mike said excitedly, "But, what's the bad news?"
"Well" John said, "The bad news is, you are pitching tomorrow"