You and I Both…

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Chapter Two : The name is Tommy Oliver

" I can't believe this. I mean, who is he? Who he thinks he is?" Kimberly's small fist slammed the surface of the table. She bit her lips hard to prevent much more swearing. Breathe, Kim…

The girl sat in front of her stopped sipping her smoothie, her fingers playing with the green stripe straw. Her black eyes glowed with laughter. " Kimberly, breathe,"

" I'm trying to," Kim shot back, her voice had risen shrilly. The more she tried not to remember the disaster, the more difficult she succeeded. She could practically see the boy in her mind. Tall, long hair, the earing…yuck! Plus that attitude, she's wondering why she never knew about him before. She tried to find him, but it seemed all the luck in the world was leaving her, in the time she really needed it.

" Good. Now I think I could answer your question," Trini said solemnly.

" Which one?" Kim's eyes started wondering all over the crowded juice bar. She waved when she spotted Richie standing not too far from her place. The light kick on her feet brought her attention back to the Asian girl. " sorry. You were saying?"

" Okay. First, his name is Tommy Oliver," she clamped her hands together.

" I know, it's written in there," Kim muttered half heartedly, nodding at the blue file that sat on the chair behind her. To be honest, Kim wasn't sure why she didn't just dump it in the nearest trash bin, considering it had totally destroyed her chance to get a good first impression in front of Mr. Brightman. It or its writer, she still hadn't decided." Thomas Oliver. My nightmare," His name sounded innocuous enough. Only his name.

" Two, he is a new student from Texas," Trini continued, stopping to sip her pineapple smoothie. Her lips smiled lightly when Kim squirmed impatiently on her seat, definitely wanting her to go on. " and from what I know, he's quite a hunk,"

Kim nearly fell from her chair when Trini said the last part. That guy? A hunk? Please! He had nothing to compare to Max Winthrop, her senior who had graduated last year and left her all alone to Germany. Now THAT was the living proof of a hunk. His wavy brown hair, those deep dark eyes and that smile!

" Hello, earth to Kim?" Trini's waving her hand in front of Kim's face and she's back to the ground. Gone was Max Winthrop, hello Tommy Oliver. " are you in there?"

" Look, that guy's a hunk? Whoever thinks that way is wrong. They know nothing about him!" yeah, like you know something about him, Kimmie. She hadn't finished yet. " I-am-sorry. He's too arogant to say those three little words to me," she took a lot of pauses, giving rooms to emphasize each word. She took a deep gulp of air before continued. " and, he totally humiliated me in front of Mr. Brightman. That Jerry Brightman. And the last straw is, he got my file with him. How I could be so lucky?"

She'd been thinking. A little voice in the back of her head whispered that there's a 99.9 percent chance that Tommy Oliver wouldn't return her file effortlessly. Probably that's why she kept his file with her, so they could trade. Oh, what an idea. She knew the action slash romance movie she rented last weekend combined with the choco cookies ice cream were such a bad influence. Of course, in the movie it's a top secret document of the FBI, not the critique of whatever that Tommy guy had written. But still, if-,

" Kim, you don't know this guy. You merely met him for like what, one minute? Half a minute? And you said all that. It's kinda cold, don't you think? Maybe he's just as upset as you are, now that you have his file with you," Trini pointed out logically, snapping Kim from her day dreaming. She had been friends with Kim almost all her life and completely comprehended that the brunette could be a little emotional at times.

Kim sighed, glancing away. Deeply in her heart, she knew that Trini had a point.Trini had carefully chosen her words with care as if Kim was a ticking bom who might go off anytime.

" How do you know about all these?" then Kim dipped her voice low and leaned over. " don't tell me you actually like him,"

" No!" Trini quickly shook her head. She smiled bashfully when Kim cocked her eyebrows. " I mean, no. He's not my type. Too… handsome?" the yellow clad Asian girl herself found the reason quite odd, but that's the truth.

" Too handsome?" Kim repeated uncertainly. Generally most girls would love any good looking man. Kim loved them too, as long as it came one pack with brains. And no, she didn't count Tommy as one of them, just for the record. " what do you mean?"

" He's too handsome, what's so difficult to understand?" Trini crossed her arms in front of her chest, narrowing her eyes at Kim.

Kim was silent for a second before a leer formed across her face. " I know what's your type,"

Trini simply raised her eyebrows and Kim piped up, " You know… clever, smart, wearing glasses, sandy blond hair…," she looked at Trini's now blushing face. " I even know what his name is!"

" I don't like him!" Trini hissed. Now Kim was fully smiling from ear to ear.

" Trini, I didn't say a name,"

" Oh whatever," Trini rolled her eyes desperately. Kim snickered and she didn't say anything about it again. Trini leaned back against her chair and went," I know that because Jason told me so and I'm in the same Geography class with him. With Tommy, I mean,"

" Jason knows him?" Kim straightened her back.

" Zack does too," Trini dropped her hands from her chin, nodding and Kim sank deeper in her chair.

" How come I didn't know about any of these? I don't even know that we have a new student!" Kim protested. Nobody said a word about a new student. Well, okay, maybe because she barely sat together with her friends in one place for more than ten minutes for the last few days. She had been busy arranging a good song for the competition. The song she handed-, she wanted to give to Ms. Monique was the best song from her twelve other songs.

" Talking about Tommy…," Kim lifted her head and saw Trini was looking pass her shoulder. Kim turned on her seat, right before Tommy dissapeared.

" It's him!" Kim jumped. She quickly scrambled to her feet, grabbing the file that looked identical as hers and without saying anything leaped towards the entrance. He had her file with her and that's the most important thing. She had to give it to Ms. Monique later in the day. Today was the deadline to collect it.

Kim found the person she's looking for standing in the almost empty parking lot. He had his back to her but she's 100 percent sure that was Thomas Oliver. The hunk.

" Hey Tommy!" she shouted but got no answer. " hey! Tommy Oliver!" still no respond. Great.

Kim waited until a white sedan drove passed then she crossed the street. Her eyes observed him and her heart sank a little when she didn't see her file. Well, maybe he kept it inside his bag? Yeah, that's the best explanation. Must be it.

When he was an arm length, Kim reached out her hand and tapped his shoulder. He swirled around and her eyes met his darker ones.

" Where is it?" she demanded on his face, didn't give him time to recover from his surprise. " where is my file?"


: Kim finally knew who the 'jerk' that bumped into her is. What would happen next? Would he give it back to her? Next time we'll see more Tommy, promise.

-Yuuri