DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters if Kim Possible. Disney does, and this is not to be seen as a claim to them. I make no financial gain from this story.
Authors Notes: If someone guessed the way this story is going should I continue? I say yes. There may still be a twist or two left that may not be obvious.
The green and black bike screamed towards the high school while weaving between people and vehicles a like. Shego brought the bike to a skidding stop in front of the steps of the school. There was a crowd gathered around the bike in a combination of awe and fear. Ron got off the back of the back and took off his helmet. The combined sound of the gathered assembly of people could be compared to a pin drop.
"Thanks for the ride. By the way I didn't have to be here till eight."
"You said seven thirty," growled the green clad driver.
"I lied; I wanted one last thrill."
"I am so going to love next Monday. Later, Stoppable." She gunned the throttle and did a wheelie out of the immediate area and accelerated till she was out of sight.
"What? Is there an assembly I didn't know about?" asked the blond teen to the stunned gathering.
With no answer he shrugged and walked towards the main doors. He saw Bonnie and her court sitting next to it. Probably talking about who is next on their bitch about list now that Kim is... He couldn't bring himself to say it this time.
"Hey, Ron. Wait up a minute!" yelled Bonnie.
"Rockwaller, I am not in the mood. I was actually broken out of a funk not be put back into one by your antics."
"Ron, it's not like that. We need to talk to you. Please listen to Bonnie," asked Tara, who had moved in front of him. "This isn't like that, please?" She used her eyes in the innocent plead that only she could. Ron's resolve to blow off Bonnie was gone.
"Okay, you have five minutes."
"Ron, it's like this. Since Kim... isn't here anymore, the cheer squad is short. We need someone else." Ron looked at the floor, only to have his chin pulled up by Bonnie. "Don't zone on me now. This would be the same if she had moved, or I had or someone had a broken leg and couldn't be on the squad anymore. We are wanting to hold try outs next Friday. We think it would be good if you were there to help us decide. We need someone like Kim. You may see something that we don't. As mascot, you are a member of the squad also. So would you at least think about it?"
The request shocked Ron. "Uh, yeah, I'll think about it."
"Thanks Ron, Don't be late for class. Detention means that practice time is taken away and we need you there," Bonnie and the crowd turned to leave. As they left Tara was in the back.
"Tara!"
She turned around, her platinum hair swishing. "Yes, Ron?"
"Thanks for not letting me blow off BonBon. I owe you."
"Buy me a drink at lunch and we will call it even."
"Do you just want the cash so you can get it? I mean I am not usually allowed anywhere near your table."
"Well, then, I will just have to sit at yours. See you in Chem, second period." The blond turned and strolled away, her hips swaying in accents to her hair.
Ron, dumbfounded, watched her depart. She shook himself from his stupor and went to Kim's locker. He dialed in the combination and opened it. There was Wade already on the screen.
"Here I am, Wade. All is fine. No need to worry and tell GJ to stand down."
"How did you... I didn't... Okay, Ron."
"One more thing. Starting Monday I am going to be training with Shego."
"WHAT?"
"Amp down, Wade. She is going to help me with my fighting and other abilities. If I don't, well there may be some bad repercussions. Plus, I need to do this for me, and for Kim."
"I want you to keep me in on all that goes on. For your safety."
"Okay, Wade. Plus you can do analysis to see if there is anyway that I can improve that she can't."
"RON STOPPABLE PLEASE REPORT TO THE OFFICE," blared over the intercom.
"Got to go, Wade. Barkin bellows. Ron out."
He shut the locker and headed for the office. I wonder what I did now?
Authors Apology: The chapter is short, but this is a logical stopping point. Hope you enjoy.