My first Kim Possible story….and maybe my only. Anyway, you probably don't understand the title at all. No need to worry, you'll get it at the end. This is in Bonnie's point of view.
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It all started with that damn prom. Well, okay, maybe it didn't exactly start there, but you probably get my point right?
It was at the prom when they officially hooked up. Kim and Ron. Little, goody-two shoes Kim and her bitch—er, sidekick—Ron. I laughed at the two of them. I was the only one who laughed. Everyone else cheered. Do you realize how embarrassing that was? God that pissed me off!
I see them right now, by her locker. They're just talking, laughing at some stupid thing. Look at them. So happy. "So in love" as I guess the phrase would be. My teeth clench. I'm just so, so……..jealous? Maybe that's what I'm feeling right now. Jealousy.
Because, as best as experience has taught me, there are two kinds of relationships: the kind I've had and the kind Kim and Ron have. Every guy I've been with has been with me for the sole reason of my popularity. Not that I can claim to be any better, because I was only with them for the sole reason of their popularity. Short (once up to about a month) and based on looks and popularity. Yep, that's been my whole love life.
But them. They have……..what's the word? A future, I guess. Their relationship isn't based on the looks or the popularity factor. They actually like each other. And I can see it all. Sure they'll have a few arguments here and there; "Your always at work" "We need to cut back on expenses" "Should we have kids?" And all that good stuff that lasting couples complain about. Yep. "First comes love, then come marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage" and everything will be all hunky dory for the rest of their lives.
Damn them. It just ticks me off.
Plus, the two of them walk home on the same route I do, so I'll have to endure seeing them for a good fifteen minutes more. And they'll probably be holding on to each other the whole way. Yuck.
Oh look. How cute, they're giving each other a kiss goodbye. Yippee. It still means I have to walk behind Kim for the next few minutes. Oh, now she's humming. She's so happy. Good for her. Damn it.
"Oh, hi Bonnie. I didn't know you were behind me."
"Duh, I've been walking home this way for all of high school and now you notice me?"
"No need for attitude."
Great. I have to wait by the traffic light with her. "No need for attitude" she says. Screw her. I push her, just for fun. She shoves me back. I shove her harder. Too hard. She goes so far, she stumbles onto the street.
I didn't see the car. If I had, I don't think I would have shoved her so hard. But it came. It was going really fast.
And it hit her. Hit her hard. I think I heard bones crack. She never saw it coming. Up and over the car she goes. Lands right in the middle of the street too, sorta like in the movies.
The driver stops. Wow, normally they just keep on going. I mean, why else do they call them "Hit and Runs"?
"Oh my God!" He says. He's out of his car now, looking at Kim.
Think fast, I say to myself. Make sure you come out of this innocent.
"Kim! No, Kim, speak to me!" I rush over to her, drop my books, bawling my eyes out, like she was my greatest friend of all time. Pretty good for a girl who's never been in Drama Club huh?
"I'll call 911!" He says. Don't worry; I'm in no big rush.
Just then I realize that Kim could be dead. Like, gone forever, dead. Now I've got to keep up the innocent act. I am not going to jail for this. Oh no. The cops are here. Gotta keep up the innocent act.
I cry as I retell the horrible tale. How she didn't look both ways. How she just started walking into the street. How I saw the car, yelled out to her, to no avail. And they buy it. They buy every minute of it. That's good, just keep this up Bonnie, I tell myself.
The ambulance is here now. Seemed to take them forever. They trying to revive her I guess. Hey, I'm no medical student. I don't know what they're doing to her. Now she's on their stretcher. They're carting her off.
Keep up the act, I say to myself again. They'll probably be all over my ass in a few hours, looking for "foul play". Keep up the act.
And I do. And they still believe me. The afternoon passes pretty quickly. Police investigation can really kill time apparently, especially when you're being questioned. But I just tell them what I said before. And they still believe me. Good, that's good for me.
I heard about how Kim was doing later on. She died.
I mean, she really died. The girl who could do anything, who's saved the world multiple times is dead from being hit by a car. Then again, people are always calling cars screaming metal deathtraps right?
I'm not really sure how I feel about what just happened. To be honest, it was all just a big blur.
I hope no one catches on to me. That'd really suck.
So how do you like it? I'll be updating soon, since a new chapter will follow this one. It shouldn't take too long. See ya, for now.
