Sorry about canceling this story but from not on it will just be a bunch of stories!
Kim possible and Ron stoppable were at the library downtown studying for their finals. Kim was sitting in a chair by the window while Ron was by a lamp. Kim shivered since the wind was blowing flurries of snow at the window. Ron looked over to see her shivering. "Uh, K.P? Do you want to come sit by me?" Ron asked patting the chair next to him. "Sure..." Kim replied absently. When Kim went over to sit by Ron she immediately got nervous. She had always liked Ron, but now she had seen that Ron could be mature and so caring. "Ron, would it be okay if I leaned on your shoulder? Because the light is much better where you're at." Kim asked nervously. Ron looked up from his book smiled warmly and replied, "Sure..." Ron also had a crush on Kim but he had always loved her. As Kim read on about Newton's theory, she felt Ron's warm breath on her neck. Kim took a little break for one minute and looked at Ron. Usually Ron had always had trouble with science, but now he understood it perfectly. She gazed at him for a while until; Ron had caught her glance and turned his head to smile back. They had direct eye contact for a second but Kim turned right back to her book. "Dumb Kim, Really dumb." She was saying inside her head. Just then Kim felt Ron wrap his arm around her waist. Even though Kim was wearing a sweater she could feel his warmth just seep through. Kim felt so comforted she didn't even realize Tara (Ron's girlfriend) was approaching. "Hi babe!" Tara exclaimed. Ron's hand immediately slipped away from Kim's waist. "Oh hey Tara." Ron said back. "So what are you guys doing?" Tara asked dumbly. "We were just studying for the finals." Kim replied. "Oh, well Ron how bout we go out to dinner? Kim you can come too." Tara offered generously. "Nah, I think I'll head home." Replied Kim through gritted teeth. "Oh, okay. Have a good night Kim see you tomorrow." Tara said as she and Ron walked away.
When Kim started driving home, her mind began to question her. "Why didn't you go with them?" asked one side of her. "Yeah sure, and act jealous while they are talking?" replied a sarcastic voice inside her. "Well what do you want me to do!" Kim exclaimed. Kim was so busy exclaiming out that she didn't steer right. She was about to collide with another car, so she turned sharply and wound up perfectly parked in a coffee shop parking lot. Kim opened her eyes she was fine and so was her car. "That was too close." Kim said to herself as she climbed out of the car and went inside. When she had gotten inside she looked all around. It was a cozy little shop Christmas music was playing (since it was the 15th of December.) Kim walked up to the counter and was greeted by an employee. "Welcome to Java stop. What can I get you?" asked a guy. "Well, I don't know. What is good right now?" Kim asked back. "Well I would recommend either our Merry Mint Mocha or our Giant Gingerbread Latte." The man responded. "Well I'm feeling kind of depressed so I'll have the Giant Gingerbread Latte." Kim replied. "Okay that will be $ 3.72." After Kim had handed him the money, she heard a voice come from behind her. "You must be depressed pretty bad to order that." Kim turned around to find Monique sitting in a chair. "Monique don't do that you scared me." Kim responded. "Finally I scared you instead." Monique responded with a grin. "So what's wrong?" Monique asked. "It's nothing." Kim said glumly. "Ah it's about Tara and Ron." Monique concluded. "Yeah." said Kim picking up her latte. "Is he treating you like ice?" Monique asked. "What?" Kim asked sitting down next to Monique. "What do you mean "What?" Monique asked back. "Why are you talking about ice?" Kim asked. "Oh that, well my poetry exam is tomorrow and it is on all snow, ice and winter poems." Monique responded. Just then the clock chimed. Kim looked over at the wall. "Oh my, Monique excuse me I have to head home." Kim said leaving.
I hope you all like it! And I just wanted to say about that one comment towards Master of light cheese. I'm sorry; I don't think we should get that hot under the collar just because someone doesn't like somebody's story.