A/N – I once again apologize for the short chapters I've been writing, but the lack of action makes it hard to make longer chapters. In any case, that's about to change soon when the plot thickens and twists and turns are thrown in. Without further ado, I bring to you Christmas Part 1.
Chapter 14
"And what do you have to say for yourself, Miss Possible?" barked Mr. Barkin.
"I, I'm sorry sir," I replied timidly. I can't believe it; I had just physically assaulted Bonnie.
"Sorry doesn't cut it this time. This is a serious offense, assault on another student. Now I know you two haven't always been the best of friends and that you were the one who convinced me to get her booted off the team, but aversion is no reason to physically harm another student. Your record is clean, Possible, and Miss Rockwaller is not going to press charges. However, I am going to make sure that there are repercussions for your actions. First of all, you're off the cheerleading team, no questions asked. Following Winter Break, you will be in ISS for a whole week, and I will personally have a conference with your parents. Understand, Miss Possible, that such behavior is not accepted in this school nor anywhere else in civilized society. Return to class now and finish the rest of the day by refraining yourself from senselessly beating another student." I walked out of the office, struck at what I had just done and the consequences of my actions.
'Damn that Bonnie', I muttered to myself. Why did she try and get in the way of things? This was all her fault. No, it isn't. You caused everything. If it weren't for you, Bonnie would still be on the cheerleading team and still be a snobby bitch. If it weren't for you, Ron would still be by your side. Resigned, I headed towards class to finish off the rest of this dreadful day, knowing that I'd be in big trouble when I got home.
Ron's POV"Bonnie, you sure you okay?" I asked. She had a few bruises here and there, though for the most part she didn't seem too hurt.
"Yea, Ron, thanks for taking me to the nurse and stopping…Kim from doing any further damage."
"I don't know what's gotten into her, but she had no right to touch you."
"I guess she's just really possessive. I'm sorry I got involved Ron, but I couldn't stand her treating you like that, after all she's already put you through." I felt really touched at Bonnie's sincerity and caring.
"Listen, I talked to the nurse. She said that if you didn't feel too well, I could take you home and let you rest. After all, today is our last school day before break."
"Yea, you're right. Let's go back to my house, and we can talk things over and sort things out. It's not like we're going to accomplish anything by staying here anyway." With that, she got up, and we went to the attendance office to sign out. As we drove away from Middleton High in silence, I could tell that Bonnie was in deep thought. Kim did beat her pretty heavily back there.
I should feel lucky for being able to restrain her before any real damage could be done. Yea, things could have gotten worse, a lot worse if I hadn't made an instinctive move to protect Bonnie from her assailant. Speaking of Kim, I can't believe she invited Mankey over for Christmas and then thought she could make things right. Maybe if I just forgot about her and ignored her entirely, things wouldn't be so complicated anymore. She's not the same Kim I've known and loved for well over a decade, and I have to accept that; she's now only a shallow shell of what she used to be.
"Ron, you still coming for Christmas?" asked Bonnie.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I said.
"So, you and Kim…you used to do this a lot?"
"Every year. I'd come over Christmas morning, and we'd exchange gifts before we went outside and just did things that people our age usually don't do anymore. We made snowmen, snow angels, built forts, and had snowball fights. That's all gone now," I finished, bitterly.
"Oh, must have been great, so carefree. I don't think I've made a snowman since I was eight. I guess I just grew up too soon, too fast, and too early for my own good. It wasn't until you came a long did I realize just how much I've been missing out on because of my shallowness."
"You know, you can still make up for lost time, Bonnie. We could still make snowmen; well, if it ever snows that is. It's been uncannily dry this year for some reason." That was very true. It's mid-December and not a drop of snow has fallen yet.
"Really?"
"Really. After all, you have a lot of catching up to do, and it's never too late to start." We arrived at her house, and she turned to face me.
"Thanks, Ron," she said warmly. "Wanna come in and get some hot chocolate? Maybe pop in a movie?"
"Sure thing," I said, getting out of my car and walking Bonnie to her house.
Christmas EveFor Ronald Stoppable, Christmas Eve had been relatively quiet. He didn't have many friends, but the ones he had were all true. As he watched Miracle on 34th Street, a traditional movie shown on Christmas, he couldn't help but smile at the innocence and joy of it all, of being a child. To him, his life with Kim as children was priceless and independent of the misfortunes that had befallen the duo recently.
"And, if the United States Federal Government can state that there is a God, then this humble courtroom can rule that there is a Santa Clause!" the TV blared. Ron smiled; those were indeed happy days.
For Kim Possible, Christmas Eve was quite the opposite. She worked diligently to get all the gifts for her family and her numerous friends wrapped.
'Damn!' she muttered to herself as she got a papercut. She wiped off the blood on a small piece of wrapping paper and set back to work. While the rest of her family was sitting cozily in front of the TV watching Christmas movies, Kim was trying to figure out what to write on the cards attached to each present. There's no time to rest, she thought to herself. I have to get this done before Josh comes over tomorrow. With that, she set back to work. She frowned as another drop of blood fell from her finger.
Sitting on the couch by an open window, Bonnie wistfully stared out in to the darkness. As she started to drift into a deep sleep, she could have sworn she saw a single snowflake fall; it was going to snow for Christmas.
Christmas DayRing! Ring! The sound of the phone jerked me awake, but I didn't mind as I would have usually. Today was Christmas! I picked up the phone and realized it was Bonnie.
"Ron! It's snowing! There's white everywhere!" she said, extremely excited. "Come on, let's make up for my lost time!" Before I knew what I was doing, I jumped up and looked out the window; indeed, it was a surprisingly white Christmas. I mentally jumped for joy, glad that snow had come on the one day that needed it to be perfect.
"I'm on my way now," I said to her, getting dressed and sprinting to my car, grabbing my present for her on the way. Awesome. I'm still going to all the things I've done every Christmas, except this time it's in an up and coming relationship instead of a faltering one.
As I drove in serenity, I turned on the radio and was, predictably, greeted with Christmas songs. Fittingly, it played White Christmas, which made me get a warm feeling inside.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
"…and may all your Christmases be white," I finished, singing along with the radio. A few minutes later I arrived at Bonnie's and got out whistling to myself. I felt something approach me, so I turned around only to be met with a cold snowball.
"Gotcha!" Bonnie yelled. Laughing, I started making snowballs of my own to chuck back at her and before we knew it, it was an all out snowball war. 'It's going to be a great day', I said to myself, content for the first time since that day.
Kim's POVI groggily sat up in my bed after a night of present wrapping and looked outside at the white, luminous snow which covered the landscape. As I made my way downstairs, I felt myself get pushed aside and realized it was the Tweebs, already dressed in their snow gear and running outside. As Tim trailed behind his twin, I heard him yell something at me.
"Kim, when's Ron getting here?" Ron. I felt my mood instantly dampen and knowing I couldn't let on to the Tweebs that anything was wrong, I decided to tell a white lie.
"Um, he's really busy today. He said he probably wouldn't make it," I lied, hoping that the issue wouldn't be pressed further. Unfortunately, it was. Instead of brushing it off and continuing outside like I had expected, both of the Tweebs came back in.
"Kim, he's, he's at least coming…" started Tim.
"…over for Christmas dinner right?" finished Jim. Sighing, I decided that they deserved to know.
"No, I'm afraid not," I answered miserably.
"But, but mom said she got gifts for the Stoppable's…"
"…so that has to mean they're coming…right?" I never knew the Tweebs thought so much of Ron coming over too but then again, I shouldn't really be surprised. Ron's been over for Christmas ever since they were born, and he's almost as big a part of their Christmas as he is mine. Every Christmas we'd have two on two snow fights, with the Tweebs using their little inventions to cover us with snow while laughing and having an incredibly good time. How could I forget that Ron wasn't just a part of me but of my family too?
"I'm sorry," I whispered, feeling extremely guilty at Ron's absence. "His parents are coming, but I don't think he will." Two stunned faces stared back at me.
"But…but what about our snow fights? And our new inventions that we wanted to show Ron? What about Rufus? What about his lame jokes that always made us laugh? What…what kind of Christmas is it without Ron?" I looked down at the floor, feeling awful. This was all my fault; I had not only managed to shove Ron out of my life but out of my family's as well.
"Don't worry," I said, with as much cheer and happiness as I could manage. "We'll celebrate without him and besides, Josh is coming over today and you can meet him. I bet you'll love him just as much, if not more than Ron." Who am I kidding? The Tweebs hate Josh.
"Wait…isn't Josh that double-crossing, two-faced pretty boy with blond hair and thinks he's cool?" I sighed. God, Ron, I miss you so much.
"Yea, that's him," I said, sighing to myself again. This was going to be an awful day.
Ron's POVTaking a break from our snowball fight, Bonnie sat next to me on the couch drinking hot cocoa and watching Frosty the Snowman.
"That's so…sad," she sniffled. "Frosty…he melted." I looked over at her, seeing a sad expression on her face. How quickly had her childhood ended? How long has society kept her in its superficial grasp? I couldn't help but feel regret for Bonnie; she had lost so much time and missed so much. The quest for popularity and image had stolen her innocence.
"You know, after this, we can go build some snowmen of our own."
"Really? That's a great idea; we'll make him just like Frosty!"
"Heck, we could probably even make an army of Frosties with the snow coming down like that," I said, glancing out the window at the heavily falling snow. At least a foot of snow blanketed the landscape, rapidly getting deeper.