A Cure For The Itch Chapter 2: That Can't Be Him, Can It?, a power rangers fanfic

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As you'll probably realise, this is written from Kira's perspective. It's like in a diary. I hope I got into her character well, but if I didn't please let me know with any comments to how I could make it better? I would appreciate that immensely.

So, this story is in conjunction with my other new one 'Any Excuse For A Parade' which is the other main characters perspective. It wouldn't matter if you didn't read both but it might be a good idea? Anyway, on with the story!

Disclaimer: This is purely FICTION, hence the site. If it was real, it would have happened in the series and if I owned Power Rangers, Ninja Storm and Dino Thunder would still be on. So take the hint, I don't own Power Rangers at all. I also don't own any of the songs etc mentioned in this. 'Freak You Out' belongs to Emma Lahana.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

Oh. My. God.

Well, don't I sound dramatic?

I arrived like expected in Blue Bay Harbour today. And let me tell you, the place already sucks. There is NOTHING to do. Ok, there's a beach but since when do I like the beach? Never is the answer. I never even liked it when I was little. Which is kind of weird because all little kids like the beach.

We set off from home, after my mum physically dragged me back upstairs and made me change my clothes. Since when has black, knee length pants with fish nets and my black combat boots teamed with my black vest top and yellow, baggy over shirt and black (obviously) arm warmers been offensive? She said that I looked like I got hit by a tornado. Oh, isn't she subtle? What's worse is what she made me wear! She made me put on this flowery, yellow dress that came past my knees! I must have spent around ten minutes looking in the mirror and trying to make it look better but it was one of those pieces of clothing, that no matter how you alter or look at it, it still looks appalling. I thought that if I took ages to get ready, we would have to leave and we wouldn't have time so I wouldn't have to wear that atrocity but I gave up after quarter of an hour as I was threatened with not being able to take my guitar. That would seriously kill me. I couldn't let them do that so I ran down stairs as fast as my little legs would carry me.

When I got here, it was around seven(ish) so I didn't really do much, apart from answer some dull questions from the Brooke's, but then I was forcibly made to go on a walk about town with their dopey, air head of a son.

We walked around for a while and he kept trying to get me to talk to him. I got annoyed after about the 30th question so just gave him the dirtiest look I could manage. He smiled, for some reason and then told me that the only reason he was asking me questions was because he was under strict orders from his parents too. Now that I can believe, considering I was told to do the same thing. Me though, I've just given up listening to 'them' after the insisted I would like it here and that turned out to be a lie. I wonder what else they've lied to me about. Hmmm.

So anyway, we ended up walking in silence, along the beach, I might add much to my protest. As I've said, I hate the beach. I don't know. It's something about the feel of sand between your toes which I just can't stand. It's like grinding on your skin. It feels like how scratching nails down a chalk board sounds. It's disgusting.

Maybe I should tell you about the Brooke's? Here goes.

Mr Brookes is called David and is a Doctor. He has dark brown hair, tanned skin and brown eyes. He's nice to talk to I guess. I can actually have an adult conversation with him because he doesn't judge me. He doesn't think that I'm dumb and wouldn't understand anything just because I'm in high school. That was an appreciated surprise because to be honest, he looks like the kind of stuck up jerk that would. I think I need to work on stereotyping. Look what happened when I did that to Ethan and especially Connor? I thought Ethan was a total nerd and Connor was an idiotic jock. So, I was technically right but because I stereotyped them, I couldn't look past the labels I'd given them and I didn't realise how cool they are, deep down. Yeah, Ethan's a nerd but he's also the most caring person I've ever met. And he's really, really smart. Connor is quite stupid and idiotic but he's also sweet and funny and a great friend. He's always there when I need him. Wow, I get sidetracked so easily.

Mrs Brooke's name is Janice. She's a nurse surprise, surprise. She met David when she was in med school, where they both met my parents apparently. She's really nice and kind. She made sure I was settled in and everything and was always fussing around me, but yeah, that is sometimes annoying. If she keeps it up, it will verge on to it. I think I can cope with a week of it (I hope) but any longer and I'll just have to go into avoid mode. I know she's trying to be polite and the whole lot but she takes it to an extreme.

Dustin. That's his name! Where the hell did I get Paul from? Well, basically, he should be blond. That's all there is to it. He's really quite dim I've noticed and I've only known him les than a day. He reminds me of Connor. Is that strange? The things he says and how he acts. I do have to admit though that he is quite funny and he's trying to be nice. I'd bet anything though that that's only because he's been bribed by the adults. I really doubt he wants to spend time with me while I'm here so I need to tell him that's its ok for him to leave, next time I see him. Next time we're sent off on an expedition, I'll occupy myself. It's not fair that both of out lives should be wrecked. Well, not until he's shown me around in the daylight and possibly introduced me to people. That would be good. I think.

Dustin is my age I think. He's possibly a few months older. Wait, I know he's my age, so why am I guessing. He is the spitting image of his dad, but not as mature. Or clever. I really doubt he's going to carry on the family tradition of taking up medicine and I don't blame him. Mines out of choice though, his isn't. Maybe that was a bit mean. Oh well. It sounds like something Cassidy would say. Nooooooo!

Well, it's getting late now but I can't sleep. I think it's because I'm not in my own bed. I have this thing where I can't sleep unless I'm in my own bed. Not very well, at least. I'll be tossing and turning all night. I'll bet I have bags under my eyes by the end of the week. I wonder what Cassidy would say if she saw me like that? She'd probably pull a face and then run to the bathroom checking she hadn't caught them. Sometimes I worry about that girl. She's too superficial for my liking but then again, she does have her ok moments. She's too girly; blond hair, blue eyes, into fashion. It's sickening really. She probably thinks the same about me though, except the opposite.

Perhaps I should phone Connor. He told me to ring as soon as I arrived but I never got chance. It might be too late though. He could be in bed or with a girl on a date. I hope not. Jesus Kira. Where the hell did that come from? Yeah, I know. I'm jealous. You don't need to point it out. It's pretty obvious. It's not that I want him to be miserable but it's the only thing I really have in common with him. Does that sound really selfish?

See I could ring and pray he's not busy or I could wait until tomorrow but that could make him mad at me. I don't want that. So do I ring? Yes? No? Urgh, I'm confused. If I ring he might ask why it's taken me so long. I need to think of an excuse. What is wrong with me? Why am I freaking out of a boy? This is ridiculous, don't you think?

Oh yeah, that's what I forgot to mention, Dustin is kind of cute. He's not like major hot but he's got this boy-next-door thing going on about him, which is appealing to some extent. Don't look at me like that! I don't like him. It's just harder to dislike the dummy when he's aesthetically pleasing. Maybe if his personality didn't lack in, well, personality, it wouldn't be as much torture as bordering on fun.

I'm going to go now and ring Connor. I actually wouldn't mind if he was busy (as in on a date). I might get lucky and the girl he was with will think I'm his girlfriend so she dumps him. I'm just getting more callous as time goes on. I really need to stop. So, I think I'll go with the excuse, 'I've only just got here as we had a diversion for six hours'. And knowing Connor, he'll believe it.

Later.

Kira.

Xxx

Well? Was it any good? I'm not too sure it sounds like Kira so I'd love to know what you think! Thanks again!