Chapter 8

I've been neglecting my work. And I apologize soo much, soo much. You all have waited too long for updates and I promise there is more to come. Procastination is the devil, but I love it. Sorry, guys to have left you hanging so long. I've been trying to finish up other stories since their popularity has skyrocked. But I promise, as my baby, this story will be updated a lot more frequently. And in the end you'll love me more for it. So enjoy and review!

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Mrs. Oliver opened the door to find Kimberly with her mother and stepfather.

"Here, let me have your jackets."

"Thank you."

"Where's Tommy?" Kim asked.

"Kitchen."

"May I..."

"Sure, go on. He could use a hand." Kimberly smiled and went into the kitchen. Tommy was adding the glasses to the table.

"Need help?" Tommy quickly went and pulled her to him. They hugged and kissed.

"Think we can slip out the back?" Tommy asked holding her face.

"I can do it if you can," Kim said. Tommy nodded and kissed her again. "We can do this. We can handle this, together."

"Together."

Breakfast was quiet. Kimberly sat across from her mother, Tommy across from his mother. Tommy and Kimberly beside each other. Pierre and Mr. Oliver at the ends.

"So, Mom, did you know that Tommy got a 92 on our first science test?"

"No, I did not."

"It's nothing," Tommy said.

"Didn't you get a 96, Kimberly," Mrs. Dumas added.

"Only a 96."

"Only?" Tommy smiled as he drank his OJ. "Plus you did an awesome job on that pep rally." Kim smiled.

"Thanks." She took his biscuit. Tommy bent down and kissed her cheek, taking it back. Tommy and Kim's mothers looked sternly at them. Kim cleared her throat. They went back to eating.

"I think breakfast is done. Let's go into the living room." Kim took Tommy's hand and followed him into the living room. They sat on the couch, listening to the their mothers talk, yelling at them with a few questions mixed in here and there.

"Are you protected?"

"I'm on the pill," Kim said.

"PILL!" Kim's mother went into another screaming fit. Finally, after all was said and done, Kimberly followed Tommy down to his room. Though their parents weren't happy to find their teenagers having sex, they accepted it as a one time thing. Kimberly and Tommy smiled at each other. Both mothers agreed, they wouldn't stop it, as long as it was kept out of sight and mind. Tommy held Kim to his chest, as they laid on his bed. One kiss, led to 2, then 3, 4, until they laidunder the covers, just holding each other. Tommy laid awake watching Kimberly sleep. He took her hand and kissed it. Tommy kissed lightly along her shoulder and collarbone before settling a soft kiss on her lips. Kim pouted and sighed in her sleep. Tommy smiled. After a few kisses on her forehead, Kim woke up.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you." They kissed and went to sleep.

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Wednesday afternoon, September 21st, the rangers were getting ready to face Stone Canyon in the Broomball tournament. Championship match set at 5pm. It was only 2:30.

"Nice pass," Trini said to Tommy after she scored against Kimberly.

"Oh, I hate being goalie!" Tommy fixed his bandanan.

"Don't worry for the game, you'll be leftwing," Jason said getting the ball from the net. "How about a little more practice?" Everyone nodded.

Tommy and Kimberly went for a run pregame to warm up alone. Zedd sent down a group of putties and Stag Beettle. Kimberly called the others as Tommy's powers gave. The monster was defeated and the rangers went to the game. Angel Grove won a tight game, 21 to 19. Ernie treated everyone to a free dinner. That night, Kimberly sat on her bed, rubbing down her wet hair. Tommy came out, towel around his waist, wipping down his head.

"So why exactly am I going with you and Trini to the beach Friday?"

"Haley, Trini's neighbor. She has to babysit her and Haley wants to go to the beach. So Trini asked me and I told her we would be happy to come."

"And what if I say we aren't?"

"Too late." Tommy groaned and slipped on some boxers. "I love you." He folded up his towels.

"Fine, I'll come." She opened her robe and dropped it. Tommy smiled.

"Could you hand me my nightshirt?"

"Why? I'll just take it off later."

"Confident little mister."

"Oh, very." She held her hand out. Tommy quickly picked her up and laid her to the bed. He kissed her. The covers thrown above their heads.