Chapter 2:Time to Party!
Kim looked in her mirror and sighed. She'd had many dances before, but this one was special. She was going with Ron! Her embarrassing sidekick who everyone called "The Buffoon." Kim looked in the mirror again. She was wearing a shiny silver dress that showed off her figure perfectly. It trailed down her legs and the fabric on her right side stopped just below the knee, exposing half of her right leg and covering the rest. She wore silver Barbie-like heels that sparkled. Her hair was in a bun with her usual thick bangs waving down. A mini crystal tiara perched on the top of her head and sat perfectly. Kim was so excited that she even added make-up to her face, even though the eye-liner made her have puffy eyes after 12 hours. She smiled at herself and walked downstairs as elegantly as she could. The theme of the dance this year was Christmas, since it was so close, and everyone had to wear elegant dresses there.
"Wow, Kimmy-cub, you look beautiful!" Mr.Possible said. He put down the newspaper he was reading.
"Yes, I didn't know the dance was so formal! You look like you're going to a wedding!" Mrs.Possible cried and wiped a pretend tear from her face. "My little Kimmy is growing up!"
"Mom! It's just a Christmas dance! We have to look formal!" Kim said, and touched one of her crystal earrings. "I hope Ron won't be too late."
"Ron's taking you?" Mr.Possible now stood up.
"Yah, but only because we had to have a date by Friday" Kim added, looking at the troubled face on Mr.Possible. Then again, he always had a bad idea of anyone willing to date Kim! She looked at her hands. She had washed them a dozen times so no one would think her hands were sweaty or anything. The silver nail polish looked like it was done by a professional. Kim had worked on her nails for three hours! The silver metal band hung loosely around her wrist. Then she looked in yet another mirror, the one in the hallway, and touched the crystal necklace. It had been her grandma's, and she had given it to Kim so she would look special. Kim looked at it and smiled. She was so grateful and wished her grandmother was there right now so she could give her a hug. Instead, she turned and grabbed her purse. "I guess I'll just wait here until Ron arr-" but Kim didn't have time to finish the word 'arrives' because the doorbell rang.
Ding-dong!
"That must be Ron!" Kim said. She walked swiftly to the door and opened it. Ron, wearing a tuxedo, smiled and waved. "Hey KP. Hey Possible clan!" He waved at Mrs and Mr.Possible. They both waved back. "Come on, KP, let's go! Food's a waiting! See you later Mr and Mrs.P!" Ron walked out the door with Kim and, as usual, slipped on the Tweebs remote control skateboards. "KP, help!" Ron cried as he raced down the street.
Kim sighed and pulled out the remote she had stolen from the Tweebs. She pressed 'Back' and Ron zoomed back to where he was.
"Thanks, Kim" Ron said and he sat in the driver's seat in the car. Ron drove them to the dance and walked outside, holding the door for Kim. Kim was surprised he did this, but she just smiled and said "Thank you!"
When they reached the gym, Ron raced to the refreshments table. Kim, on the other hand, sat down at a table and sighed. She was hoping Ron would dance with her.
"Hey, Kim! Over here!" Monique cried, running straight to Kim. "Kim!"
Kim stood up and walked to Monique. "Hey, Monique. Where's your date?"
"No date, he cancelled because his 'sister was sick'. Sheesh. What baloney!" Kim took a look at Monique's outfit. She wore a red halter-top with sparkling beads and a pine green skirt that was made of silk. It flowed down below her feet and looked really elegant the way it trailed behind Monique wherever she went. Monique's hair was pulled back into a braid that curled into a bun. "You look great, Monique!" Kim cried.
"Thanks, I searched Club Banana for hours looking for the matching shoes!" Monique showed off her stiletto heels and smiled. "They were half price!"
"No way!" Kim started talking about her dress when she was tapped on the shoulder. She turned around and gasped.
"Surprise?" the guest said.
