Ron picked up Kim on the way to school on what was left of the broken down blue scooter. Kim gave Ron a big morning hug and strapped on her helmet for slow crawl to school. Truth be known they would have made better time walking but then there wouldn't be any excuse for Kim not to hold on to Ron.
They puttered they're way to school, and Ron eased the slow moving machine into a parking spot before the engine died. He looked sheepishly at his newest bon-digity girlfriend and shrugged "Hope it starts later?" he told her. Kim didn't seem to worried about the scooter, she was too busy waving at friends to notice.
They made their way into the building, Ron feeling particularly grand with his new lady on his arm. They were receiving compliments on what a good looking couple they were. Ron was mesmerized by all the attention, "So this is what's it's like to be in the loop." He thought.
They maneuvered over to Kim's locker, to hang out some and to talk before class. Kim looked up the hall and noticed Bonnie Rockwaller heading towards them with a particularly nasty gleam in her eye. Kim stiffened up waiting for Bonnie's unique brand of negative reinforcement.
Bonnie sauntered up to Kim and in one of her nastiest tones got right down to business. "So Kim, I hear having a looser little wimpy boyfriend is all the rage these. days." Bonny sneered.
Then Bonny turned and leered at Ron, Ron gulped because he knew it was now his turn for abuse. "Of course if Ron wanted to become more manly, he could take lessons from my BF, Brick." Bonnie said with a sadistic smile.
Ron was feeling bullet proof today so he decided to try to play Bonnie's game, "Hey Bon Bon, don't be kicking yourself about missing out on the Ronman action, I ain't got nothing but love to go around." Ron said while making the gestures that he saw the hip hop guys making on TV.
Bonnie's face became a twisted mask of rage, she balled her hands into tight fists and glared at Ron. Bonnie closed distance to Ron till she was nose to nose with him. "I don't see what Kim sees in a stupid little Jew anyway." She sneered and then spun and walked away.
The force of Bonnie's racial slur pushed Ron back on his heals, he stood there blinking watching Bonnie strutting down the hallway. Ron was speechless; he stood next to Kim with his mouth hanging open. The next thing he became aware of was how quiet it had become, and how everyone seemed to be looking directly at him.
He turned to look at Kim and saw that she was still gape jawed and was looking back at him. Ron didn't know what to do, so he decided to beat a hasty retreat. "Uh, hey look KP, I'll catch ya in class, ok." He said while backing away to go down the hall to his locker.
He heard Kim say "sure" and "Ok" but it was sort distant. It was as if Ron was a hundred feet away from where he was.
Ron was heading down the hall, his mind was racing a million miles a minuet. He knew he was Jewish, but he never really thought of himself more any different than any of his friends. He enjoyed his faith and new Kim was ok with him being Jewish. After all she would give him a Chanukah present every year. Ron decided to make a quick stop in the restroom. He was starting to feel flushed and needed to take a quick breather to get himself together for class.
Ron's ears were still burning; he was definitely not in a usual Ron Stoppable mood anymore. From out of his mental fog, he heard Jerry Dean talking to him. He was relieved for the distraction. "Hey, Jerry didn't catch what you was saying." He said grateful for conversation.
Jerry was a good guy, he was on the cross country team and had always been friends with Ron in the past. "I was saying good going on getting together with Kim, you guys looked great Saturday night." He said.
Ron puffed up with pride, "We'll you know me and KP, we been tight…Since forever, I guess." Ron said happily.
Jerry nodded and in a knowing way looked at Ron and said, "Well, don't take it too hard when you get dumped, ok. I mean you're a good guy and all but not in Kim's league."
By this time other boys began entering the restroom, and were milling about. Ron shook his head, "No, me and KP we go back forever, she wouldn't dump me." He said confidently.
He saw that some of the guys were shaking their heads and smiling. "No really, KP's cool." Ron said trying to drive home his point.
Then Steve something or another, Ron couldn't quite remember his name. He only knew that smelled like eggs, strange smell really. Decided to pick up where Jerry left off, "Hey man, guys like you don't keep major hotties like that it's against the rules." He said laughing.
Ron waived a hand at Steve, "Like you'd know anything about it." Ron said in his tough guy macho way.
Stan Dauber the math geek, was taking it all in. He decided to break it down into days before Ron would get dumped. "Hey Ron, this Eric guy was like a machine, right?" Stan questioned.
Ron nodded and said "yea".
Stan droned on in a educational sort of way, "hmmmmmm, and when did you tell her how you felt about Kim?
Was it before or after the Diablo's attacked." He asked.
Ron was starting to get nervous and started getting that flushed feeling again, "I told her when we're both captured by Drakken." Ron said loosing the chipper edge to his voice.
Stan nodded and continued, "So you told her, you liked her after she found out Eric wasn't real?" Stan lifted an eyebrow and waited for Ron's answer.
Ron blinked, he hadn't thought about this before, he licked his lips and glanced around at the floor and said in a quiet voice, "yea"
Stan nodded his head and scratched his chin, "Let me ask you this Ron. Let's pretend that Eric was a real, normal high school hunk, and you told Kim of your feelings for her BEFORE the dance. Do you think Kim would have gone to prom with you or Eric?" Stan leaned back against the wall waiting for an answer.
Ron was in panic mode he never thought about that before; he was standing there staring at Stan as if he were speaking another language. Stan just nodded, "Face it Ron, you got Kim on the rebound. You guys will be done by the end of the week." He said knowingly.
Then Tim Bauman chimed in, "Face it Stoppable, losers like you don't get girls like Possible." He said poking Ron in the shoulder.
Ron didn't remember walking out of the restroom, he was flushed and wanted to cry, wanted to talk to Kim. He was dizzy, he felt fragile, like a piece of thin glass in a high hot wind. He went down the hall to his locker, he was on autopilot. The lights were on in his building but he had stepped out for a bit. He vaguely remembered seeing Jarrod Masters standing across from his locker. Jarrod was a tough guy and liked picking on Ron, Ron always tried to be with Kim when Jarrod was around.
Ron was brought back to a semblance of reality, Jarrod was messing with him. "Hey Stoopidable, I'm talking to you." He said in a menacing voice.
Ron glanced his way, "Oh, hi Jarrod, just getting my books." Ron said trying to stay composed.
Ron turned to the locker and fiddled with the combination lock, "What was that first number 23?". Ron's mind was breaking down fast, he had to get into his locker and get out of there fast.
Jarrod punched Ron in the back of the shoulder, "Think you're hot now that you got a girlfriend dontcha?" he yelled at Ron.
Ron spun the dial on the lock, "why won't this open?" he was panicking.
Jarrod continued on "You know she's gonna dump you, don't you? Hey Stoopidble I'm talking to you." Jarrod's voice was becoming more threatening.
Ron's mind shut down, he stood there motionless. Then Jarrod pushed Ron face first into the lockers, Ron's books and homework papers went all over the floor. Jarrod sensing the kill, knowing Ron was broken and ready to cry caped the attack off, "and once she's dumped you, she'll be in my arms and I'll be squeezing that fine…" Jarrod never got to finish the sentence.
Jarrod's world exploded in black, orange and blue mist, he knew he was falling down backwards but he didn't know why. Once Ron's third punch came in he got some wits about him and realized he was on his back on the floor and Ron Stoppable was on top of him. Punching him, hurting him, he tried to wiggle out from under Ron, but the blows kept coming. Ron was like a man possessed, every move Jarrod made to try and escape was fruitless. Ron's eyes were blank and expressionless, his mouth contorted into grimace and with jackhammer efficiency he beat Jarrod into a stupor.
A large crowd gathered around the fight, Coach Barkin came running down the hall towards the commotion. Once there he was stunned, there on the ground was Ron Stoppable and Jarrod Masters fighting and Stoppable was WINNING and spewing every four letter curse word known to man out of his mouth. Barkin reached between the two opponents and tried to pick Ron off of the top of Jarrod, but Ron wasn't finished he reached out with his left hand and grabbed the top of Jarrod's hair and continued to punch him. Coach Barkin finally picked up the squirming Ron Stoppable and slung him over his shoulder and headed to an empty classroom.
Once in the room he deposited Ron on top of a desk, Ron curled up in a fetal position and started to rock back and forth. Ron's mind started working again and he was gasping for breath and -aware of a terrible pain in his right hand. Ron slid off the desk and was kneeling in the floor he placed his head against the wall just under the black board. Ron looked up at Coach Barkin with tear filled eyes filled with pain, humiliation, and sorrow. Ron knew he was in trouble.
Coach Barkin knew Stoppable to be a weak, mousy kid, he couldn't help but be moved by what he saw but the rules were the rules. "Stoppable, what is your major malfunction?" Barkin spoke in his no nonsense tone.
Ron's mind was starting to grasp what had happened and started to wail, Awwwwwww, Awwwwwwwww, awwwwwww, Noooooooooooooo, awwwwwwwwwwwwww, nooooooooooooooo….Awwwwwwwww, I'M IN SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TROUBLE."
Barkin was looking down on the poor pathetic creature known as Ron Stoppable, "Stoppable I know the finest swear words known to man, and I have only one question for you. What is a Bickish?"
Ron just closed his eyes shook his head and tried to catch his breath.
Ron felt a rustling in his pants leg, Rufus his naked mole rat popped his head out, "HEY" Rufus squeaked waking up for the day.
Once Rufus was out he took one look at Coach Barkin and then at poor Ron and said "uh oh" before disappearing back into Ron's pocket. Ron was relieved he had forgotten all about Rufus during the fight, he was glad Rufus wasn't hurt.
Once Ron was a little more composed Coach Barkin took Ron by the arm and walked him down to the principles office. All Ron could think of during that long endless corridor was "Dead Man Walking."