Author's Notes!
Hey there!
I know, shocking, right? I think this is the first time I've updated something that's literally two days old. Well, to make a long story short, my inspiration is fully focused on to this story, and I really don't know why. The visual novel is alright in my books, the setting is interesting, the characters are interesting, the plot... well, the plot is good, but after reading a whole slew of VN's out there, it falls under the run-of-the-mill but still enjoyable read. So, it really makes no sense for me to have this much passion on this one, right?
Nahh, who am I kidding? I like it. A few notes for this tale. I've finally raised the rating for this story from T to M, making this the first story I've published here that has the mature rating (Yay for me, I guess). The reason behind this one is I think I don't think I can avoid the violence they will soon face, also I want to expand my writing capabilities by trying to write one of the more... sensual scenes. Hold your horses, though, they won't come until way later in this one.
Anyways, here's the fresh hot installment brought to you by yours truly, kmtdiccion, for the story...
"Possible's Pure Love Road"
by: kmtdiccion
Chapter One:
"My Classmate, The Bloody Fox"
The first day of summer shone above the skies of Middleton, washing away the chaos of last night. The residents of the suburb talked in hushed tones about the upcoming mayhem this town will undergo now that summer has officially started. Despite the recent success the town's have with its recently built science center and a boom in commerce, it cannot hide the fact that the place served as a mecca for those who aspire to take on the delinquent's world in the whole country. Countless numbers of gangs all converge here to make a name for themselves. It is said that the one who controls Middleton, controls all delinquents in the United States.
"You know how it is here in Middleton," One woman said after cutting the shrub in front of her with a shear. The other woman gave her a grin while using her scissors to trim her bonsai tree. Letting out a sigh, she replied in a wishing voice "I know, I know, but things haven't really changed since we were kids. I just wish something changes around these parts."
"Good morning!" The talk between two elder women who were busy taking care of the plants were interrupted by a polite greeting. Shifting their gazes, they saw a young man walking out of the house, wearing his usual school clothes with an abashed smile adorning his freckled face. Both women smiled at the polite boy who would always greet his neighbors with 'good mornings'. With a wave, the elder replied "Good morning, Ronald."
Another man stopped mowing the grass on his yard when he heard the boy's name, and greeted "Hey there, Ronald. Looking sharp today!" the blonde boy smiled and greeted him also. When he started walking, the two elders went back to their conversation, the topic has been clearly change, though.
"It's nice there are still young people like Ronald living here."
"I know, who would've thought someone like him is born and raised here?"
Meanwhile, Ron continued to walk down the street towards Middleton High. Every time he meets someone on the street, he would always greet them a good day, thus earning him a mostly positive reputation. He also helped with some errands before, and they would usually give him back with some food. One deli store in particular is extremely close to him and would give him freebies every time they have one. The blonde teen continued walking until he could see the silhouette of his school.
He eyed the sky and although the sun is still not high up yet, he could feel the rising temperature. It's all the more reason he needed to start his day off on the right foot, and all he needs to do is to follow his usual routine. And so far, he had done everything according to plan.
Speaking of routine...
"Good morning."
He greeted a black-haired woman who is currently dozing off on a public bench. Since she's still deep in slumber, she didn't give any response. Ron didn't know anything about her other than the fact that she has pale green skin and is wearing a uniform for Go Academy, which is a prestigious school within the area. He really doesn't understand how a girl who is studying to a renown school be just sleeping on a public place like this, but nonetheless he still greets her.
But, before he could go, the freckled teen noticed a ton of trash around her. The ground is littered with paper bags and little pieces of paper used to wrap burgers and sandwiches. He wondered why were there so many littered around. Did she really eat them all?
With a shrug, he started picking up the pieces and whispered softly "I'll pick these up for you..." After a few moments when all of the pieces were picked up, he grabbed his bag and went out to put it to the nearest trash can. But, before leaving, he heard a soft mumble.
"Thank you."
He turned around and the girl is still sleeping with her eyes closed shut. He stared for a few moments before muttering a quick 'no problem' before going back to his walk towards his school, feeling slightly happier than earlier. He could feel that today is going to be a great day for him. After crossing the intersection, he then meets up with another fellow student who is also a friend of his. Pushing his slick hair back into its perfect place, a male voice started:
"Ronald Dean Stoppable. Student. Middleton High. Blood Type A. A Virgo. His hobby is helping out with housework. Grades: average. Athletic ability: average. His defining trait is... If one has to be given, it's that he's unfailingly polite to everyone."
Ron acted like he didn't even heard him and muttered "Wow, it really is hot." The boy was not deterred, however, and continued his lecturer-like tone "At times, ignores me, his best friend. The reason behind the phenomenon is still unknown."
"Most people would ignore someone coming up to them while reciting their entire profile." The two looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. When the two calmed down, Ron smiled at the pretty boy and said "Good morning, Josh." The two then continued to walk down the pathway they just entered, when the freckled teen asked him "So, what do you want?"
"I was just thinking that your profile is exceedingly average." Ron just laughed and punch his shoulder lightly. "It is a mystery that I, Joshua Mankey, the top of our school in terms of grades, is your best friend." Josh always though of himself as he 'chosen one'. Not only he earns outstanding grades, his looks could easily make him the centerpiece of magazines, and his name and face is plastered to almost every extra-curricular activity he deems interesting. It is no wonder why most of the female student population are members of his personal fan club.
Ron, himself, is very impressed with him.
"Because you'd have zero real friends without me after all." The blonde teased back at him. Along the way, they met a group of farmers who got out of a truck. "Oh, sorry, Josh. Just a second." And without waiting for his reply, he quickly went towards them and helped unloading the crates for the store. The farmers knew who he was and they greeted him, in which the freckled teen smiled in response. Josh stared at his friend with an amused expression and said:
"... Ronald Dean Stoppable. His special skill is the use of his preeminent ability to ignore me."
"Morning, Josh. Morning, too, Ron." A female voice wafted behind them. The two turned and saw a dark-skinned girl with curly hair adorning her smiling face. She is no other than their fellow classmate, Monique. When his task of helping the farmers were done, he bid farewell and quickly went to the two who were standing beside the hydrant. Josh bid her back by saying "You truly are looking like a class president, Monique. Good morning to you, too."
The girl stared at the boy for a moment "Erm... Are you making fun of me?"
The boy in question waved his hands in defense and said "Of course not. Your preeminent class president aura. Your preeminent model student-ness. Your preeminent fashion style. Your class president-ness is something the average class president lacks. I respect you for it."
Monique just stared at him and slowly nodded "Well... Thanks, I guess."
Ron chimed in and patted the girl on the back "Come on now, Monique. It's best to pretend you're dealing with someone who's slightly drunk when it comes to interacting with Josh here." the female just laughed while the Josh just let out a grunt. The three of them soon walked together. The pathway is narrow, so talking to one another is a bit hard. Ron had met Josh since primary school. He could remember the first time they met. Josh just sat on the corner, with an invisible wall seemingly separating him from the rest of the class. The time he went to him, he blurted out that he didn't need other people because he is the 'chosen one'.
He would then continue his rant about how droll the 'average' people are. Josh said that it is his duty as chosen one to carry an insurmountable burden like the one he is feeling. Ron at that time, never really understood everything he said and just continued hanging out with him until he finally mellowed out and got over from his pity fiesta. If Ron would've choose between the current Josh and the past, he would choose former in a heartbeat.
In Monique's case, on the other hand, things were a bit lighter. They've met last year through pro wrestling. They were classmates, but they never really had a chance to know one another until the time they were seated next to each other during the bout between Steel Toe and Pain King. The two quickly hit it off and had been on good terms ever since. Now that he thinks of it, Ron mused that Monique is on good terms with most of the students, thus earning her position as representative.
The trio walked along the side, surrounded by friends, greeting neighbors as they go. Straight through Middleton Park, across Central Avenue and up the slope. They've reached their destination. Middleton High. Their beloved place of learning is perched on top of a small hill, overlooking the Plains to the left and he silhouette of downtown Middleton and the Rockies in the right. Right around this time, when spring became summer, Ron Stoppable lived out an uninteresting life.
"I think it could be fun if something out of the ordinary happened..." Ron thought to himself before quickly shutting it down. Unfortunately, 'something happening' in this school. or the entire town for that matter, has a high probability of it being a negative thing.
In front of the school gates...
"Today again?" Josh's shoulder warily shrugs when he sees the people lined up at the gates. That's about all for the pretty boy's reaction. Monique, on the other hand, stopped talking altogether. Ron shifted his eyes towards the gate and saw a line of boys and girls forming two straight lines, akin to a ceremonial march. One girl circled the group, barking out orders in a vulgar fashion "You assholes better not get in the way for other students! Cousin Kim's going to be pissed!"
"Yes, ma'am!" The line of delinquents answered as one. Shaved heads, baggy pants, and pompadours. Their appearance vastly varies from one person to the next, but there is no mistaking them from any other cliques. They are what you would call 'delinquents'. They may be not doing anything to others, but still there are still some who feel nervous when passing through the crowd.
Josh continue to eye the group with weary eyes before muttering "What eyesores."
"Now, now." Ron tried to placate the boy but he continued with annoyance evident in his voice "Just seeing them makes my morning much worse." The blonde boy knew of his hatred towards the unsavory characters and he could understand why. In the eyes of the gifted like him, he sees the delinquents as people who waste their time building up false bravado for something imaginary like 'street cred'. They were also usually the source of all commotion happening around town, so no one could blame him for hating them.
Ron wouldn't say he hated them, but he's sure he didn't like them either.
Middleton, holy land for the misfits. It's apparently a title dating several decades ago, but this area up to today is still the natural gathering place for those kinds of people. The school, Middleton High, seems to also have a particular trait that every juvenile delinquent gravitates towards it, and has the dubious honor of being named 'The Most Heinous School in the US'. No one wants anything to happen at a school as dangerous as this. An ordinary day is probably for the best.
"But what a disaster for you, Ron. You have to deal with that for the Middleton Pickleworks Festival preparations." Ron just laughed and shurgged his head. 'Something' to time me to those kinds of people has already happened. Josh smiled ruefully before continuing "I'm sure she didn't show up for the meeting on Saturday, either. Exactly what you'd expect from a delinquent like her."
"Kim Possible... doesn't really want to participate in the preparations, does she?" Monique asked slowly. The freckled teen didn't know how to answer that. Although he was assigned to help with the preparations together with the infamous 'Blood Fox', Ron knew next to nothing about his redhead classmate, so he couldn't create a comment regarding that situation. the dark girl turned to Ron and flashed a warm smile "Please let me know if you find yourself overwhelmed. I'll help you."
The blonde teen smiled and answered truthfully "Thanks, Mon. But, it'll be okay. The preparations themselves aren't anything too difficult."
Every second week of June, Middleton celebrates the 'Middleton Pickleworks Festival' as a reminder of the olden days before the town became tech-savvy. The pickle is the sole product that keeps the town afloat during the olden times. And each year, pickle makers showcase different kinds of products related to the green fruit, which usually ends with a parade, a fair and a fireworks display. Middleton High students are usually the ones helping organize the event, thru the local government, and this year is no exception.
Although not a vital event, this festival is sought by many residents, and Ron has no qualms with helping with the preparations. It's just that the other girl that was assigned isn't doing anything. It is alright, though, since most of the preparations is relatively easy. But, Josh and Monique still has their face covered with worry. "You're too nice, you know that? You're always taken advantage of by lowlifes. I'm worried, as your best friend."
"I think calling them lowlifes is a bit absurd." Ron laughed weakly as he rubbed the back of his head.
Josh kept his steady gaze on him and asked "Why not ask a teacher to have her change your partner, since you already have an in with a teacher already?" Ron could've sworn he saw the a slight smirk appearing on his face. He was about to answer when a voice behind them rang with an almost harmonic tune "What are you guys talking about?"
In all his life living on this Earth, he didn't need to look back and see who it was. This is the 'in with a teacher' Josh is talking about. With a strained smile, Ron faced the older blonde woman who is wearing her blouse and a pencil-cut skirt. Two of his friends instantly smiled and greeted with a 'good morning', to which she greeted back. The short-haired blonde teacher waved her hands and said "Move along to your classroom, now. You don't want to be late."
The three of us followed her instructions, walking towards our classroom. But before Ron steps towards the door, he remembered something to tell to her. Therefore, he turned back and said "Uhm... Sis, I-"
The woman cleared her throat and said "No, Ronald. You need to make sure you address me properly when in school. Is that okay?"
"Yes, Miss Stopapble."
Miss Adrena Lynn-Stoppable, but most students would just call her Ms. Stoppable. It's not that he have an in with her. He lives with her. She's his older sister in everything, but blood. The Stoppables one day decided that Ron needed someone older than him to look up to, and before the day ended, they were finishing signing up adoption papers. For more than half of his lifetime, he even thought she really is his blood sister until his parents suddenly dropped the bomb on him when he turned thirteen.
"Why don't you marry Adrena, Ronnie?"
"PFFFT! What?! She is my sister, mom!"
"What are you talking about? She's adopted."
"PFFFFFFFFFT! W-WHAT?!"
Ron laughed at the slight jog through memory lane before returning and said "Well, sis I'll be going home late today. I have a meeting with the Pickleworks preparation." Adrena smiled and nodded. "That's alright. I'll be also late anyways." And with that, she started walking towards the faculty room. Ron let out a sigh when she was out of his sight. Meeting family members on your school is always awkward, in his opinion. Josh and Monique smiled sympathetically at me as we entered the classroom.
"Mooorning." Ron drew out his greeting when he saw the familiar faces who were also smiling at him.
"Yo, Ron. Are you free tonight? I'm going to a mixer with some girls from Lowerton, but we don't have many people." A black haired boy named Gil Moss asked the blonde teen. The blonde boy gave him a smile and replied back "Thanks for the offer, but I don't know what to say at those kinds of events."
A boy wearing glasses that was beside him named Ned murmured in agreement and added "Hmm... I see your point. I feel like you'd be in charge of portioning out the food and saying 'uh-huh' at a mixer." They let out a chuckle imagining Ron interacting with the fairer sex on an event like a mixer. Ron didn't feel that offended, though. Gil then grinned at Ron and said "Laugh all you want, but in reality, guys like you are actually the ones that end up taking home the good ones."
"Well, let us know if you changed your mind." Felix said while wheeling himself back to his desk. Ron nodded in affirmation. The whole class seems to be in a good mood. It looks like everyone is excited for summer. Beside him, Josh leaned towards Ron's desk and said with a bit of mirth "From what I hear, summer in Middleton is the season of love. Looks like summer's still the same for you, Ron."
Ron mock glared and said "You're always so rude, Josh. Right in front of my face, too."
"Why don't you join the mixer, then?"
"Hello, Earth to Josh, I have a meeting later, remember? Why don't you go then?"
Josh let out a smirk and replied without any hesitation "I'm not interested in meaningless affairs." That line made multiple faces stare at the smirking boy. Gil let out a snort and replied with haughtiness evident on his voice "I don't want you to come, too, Josh. I feel like you'd ruin everything like last time. It's almost like you hate girls or whatever."
"What do you mean?" Josh's eyes rose in inquiry. "I like women just as much as anyone in my age does. Though, of course, I have no interest in average women. It would h ave to be a preeminent one. One that would suit me best." His answer resulted into a series of moans coming from the guys. Gil can't even believe this guy anymore. The last time he brought him out, the girl he's talking to isn't even half-bad, but knowing Josh, he'd expect no less of a archangel to be suited as his girlfriend.
"There you go. That's the worst kind of person to have in a mixer." Ned pointed out Josh's fundamental mistake. "Even if they're not your type, at least cooperate with us. I can still remember last time when you actually told one of the girls that they're an idiot and pissed her off."
Josh tried to remember the event the glasses-wearing boy "Hmm... Ah, those shallow-looking bimbos." That comment made the boys bristle. Ron tried to think of a way to steer this conversation away from a mauled Josh when he continued "Those are no good. They lost their temper without even listening to what I had to say. Their intellect is below average. There's no point on getting a woman like that. They don't suit any of you. You guys should have your eyes on women of higher quality."
The boys including the freckled teen stared at Josh before rubbing the back of their heads in embarrassment. Josh may be a bit screwy, but he is by no means a bad guy. In his own way, he still looks out for them like any friend would. The three separated from Josh and Ron to discuss their plans for the upcoming mixer.
"... I kinda can't deal with Josh."
"He's not a bad guy, though."
"A little distance would be nice."
Josh's eyes went back to his friend and asked one more time "How about you embrace the season of love as well, Ron?" Ron said nothing as he turned his sight above the ceiling. He had always wondered how it feels to have a girlfriend. He would sometimes dream of going into dates, meeting each other's parents, mundane talks while enjoying each other's presence, basically sharing each other's lives. "The season of love... huh..." Ron was too deep in his thought when he heard a snicker beside him.
"Or maybe you're just not interested because of your sister..."
Ron almost choked on his own saliva when he heard his suggestion about his sister, causing the blonde hottie to laugh in his expense. The freckled teen glared at the still chortling boy, who is busy mocking him "All the rumors say you have a thing for your sister, with how pretty she is."
"Rumors are only just that: rumors."
Josh just shrugged his hands in a 'well, whatever' motion. It was five minutes until the start of the class periods, so they had a few more minutes to kill time. Ron was about to take out his pen out when the loud shrill of a whistle echoad across the campus. Startled, some students moved towards the windows to see what is going on. The crowd noise gradually got louder by each passing second. When Ron was finally interested in the commotion, he went to where his classmates stood looked over the school field.
The earlier line of delinquents are still there, but it looks like they are more tense than ever. The small girl is now shouting at the top of her lungs. "All of you! LINE UP!"
A wave of tension suddenly swept through every classroom. Ron could even see Josh standing up and looking for the source of the interference. His eyes were narrowed, akin to an eagle searching high above the heavens, and looked at every inch of the yard. After a few moments, Josh's eyes went wide considerably before reverting back to his face to mask his little annoyance slowly building inside of him. "Ah, It's her." But before he could ask who it was, he heard everyone gasped.
"She's here!"
Darting his eyes back to the field, he saw a wave of auburn red hair swaying with the dance of the wind. The delinquents formed a neat line, which to Ron's opinion, is pretty neat, given how little regard delinquents have when it comes to following rules. All of them stiffened their backs to greet her. The woman who was with the group earlier suddenly went in front of the red girl and shouted with delight "GOOD MORNING, COUSIN KIM!"
"GOOD MORNING, MISS POSSIBLE!" The entire line bowed as one.
The redhead didn't react, however. The shorter girl then stood together with the rest of the gang and announced "Morning! The entire Team Possible Corps has assembled!" Everyone gave a salute, which made the redhead to palm her face in slight annoyance. Letting out a sigh, the infamous 'Bloody Fox' said with agitation slowly seeping in her voice "Morning... And also, could you please stop with the Team Possible Corps stuff... It's embarrassing."
Joss brushed her comment off easily "You must be tired from last night."
"I am. Don't call on me for small fry like them." That one stung her for a bit. The smaller girl cursed herself for her incompetence. If she wasn't weak against those thugs, she would've never disturbed her cousin. The delinquent leader, meanwhile, eyed the girl for any sign of injury. Before she could say her apology, Kim went near her and murmured with relief "Looks like there's no swelling where you got punch. Good." The short haired brunette just blushed a bit before nodding her head happily.
Back inside the classroom, Josh looked a bit fed up with the spectacle and muttered "They're as flashy as ever." Ron just made a small smile when his friend went back to his seat and opened up some reading materials for school. In his opinion, he is quite impressed that she can gather up so many people like that.
"Kim Possible..." The girl who has sole control over all delinquents in one of the worst schools in the country. The leader of the 'Team Possible Corps', the top delinquent leader in all of Middleton with her epithet 'The Bloody Fox', the name so synonymous with the boogeyman, the mere utterance of her can make any child weep in fear. Ron thought about the enigma that is one of his classmate while staring at the commotion. "There are a lot of students who are scared of her. But, hey, on the bright side, we don't have any annoying salespeople or preachers by the school gates anymore, so there's that."
Meanwhile, back at the fields, after all the morning pleasantries, Kim called her cousin "Joss, you're getting in people's way."
The self-proclaimed adjutant of the corps went wide-eyed and started calling out the entire group "Oh, right... HEY! You are all dismissed!" In an instant, all delinquents let out a sigh of relief and quickly fled the scene. There wasn't much noise from the dispersion and the school gates looked as clean and empty as it was before. She may be a delinquent, but by no means Kim Possible is a nasty thug. Call her stoic, but she doesn't like meaningless violence, especially to innocent civilians.
And with that she faced towards the building and started walking. But before she could step on the concrete floor, she noticed something from the window. She is used of people staring at her with fear in their eyes. She would usually give no mind to them since she has long accepted the pros and cons of her lifestyle. But... that one boy. He's in her classroom. He looks a bit average. Somewhat unkempt blonde hair, freckles adorning each of his cheek, average physique...
"And he's smiling and waving at me..." Kim's eyebrows rose.
Those within the classroom were shocked to see him casually waving his hands to her. Even Josh looks like he's baffled by his actions. "Ron, what are you actually doing? You really don't have to greet delinquents, too, y'know."
The boy's eyes shifted towards his concerned friend and answered "But, she's still a classmate, right?" When he looks back at the fields, the redhead is already gone. His contact has already failed. Although they've been classmates, the girl seemed to not even recognize him. Ron went back and sank on his seat in slight disappointment. Josh let out a soft chuckle when he saw his reaction and said "You know, Ron, I admire your courage."
"I don't know about courage, though." Ron mused. Josh thought about something for a minute before asking the blonde boy "... Wait. Is that the kind of girl you like?"
The teen went silent at that and pondered the question for a moment. "I wouldn't say that... Though, I do think she's pretty. I think from earlier from this angle, she looked good" Josh just smiled and nodded. If you ranked the girls by looks alone, Kim Possible would definitely be on top. Although it is a rather rude way of putting it, she's a beauty best seen afar. But to Ron's honest opinion, going near her is really, really, really scary.
"True. It might be good for you that she's not helping you with the Pickleworks Festival."
All noise went silent when they heard the door open. Everyone held their breaths as the infamous Kim Possible entered the room and went towards her seat in the back nonchalantly. It was dead-silent for a few seconds when she eyed the room for a moment. When she closed her eyes and let out a sigh, everyone let go of their held breaths. The tension may be long gone, but there's still a bit of uneasiness lingering whenever anyone makes eye contact with her.
"It looks like I'm not the only one who's scared of her." Ron thought to himself as the bell finally rang.
Math class...
"... And so we can determine that f(x) is positive since the y-axis of graph A corresponds to to f(x)-" Miss Stoppable progresses through the lecture with an angelic smile on her face. She started graphing the function given by he reference book they are using while discussing the distinguishing characteristics of functions. Although trying with all his might, Ron just can't keep up with math class. He didn't know if it is because the lesson is too hard or the fact that it is his sister that is teaching, but either way, he's definitely not in his form right now.
"You know, ever since I started high school, I noticed this: Math class never seems to actually use numbers." Ron was drowning with his self-pondering that he didn't notice the bell already rang. The elder of the siblings cleared the blackboard and reminded the class. "Make sure you remember all of this. It'll be on the exam. That'll be all for today's lecture. Review with the materials I've given you earlier." And with that, classes are done for the morning.
Ron instantly turned bright and started to bring out his lunch. When he was about to dig in, he noticed that their math teacher is still there, eyeing him with an amused smile on her face. "What am I going to do with you, Ronald." The blonde boy blushed when he realized everyone is now staring at him with mirth evident on their eyes. Adrena chuckled lightly before excusing herself to go outside. Josh, on the other hand, grinned at the boy and brought out his lunch. There were no words needed. Ron definitely knew what he's going to say.
"I hate you..." He glared at the boy who is eating at ridiculous speed before digging in his own lunch.
Josh placed his container down after a few seconds of eating and said "Done eating." Ron haven't even had his second spoonful of his own. He stared incredulously at his friend who is now starting to review his earlier class materials "I really don't understand how fast you always eat."
"Calorie Mate is good, fast, tasty, and nutritious." Josh quickly replied. The other boys, meanwhile, just shook their heads and started eating also together with Ron. They opened their ready-made food that you usually see boxed in convenience stores. Gil looked at everyone's food and when he saw the food inside the Tupperware sitting in front of Ron, he said "Your lunches always look so good."
Ron raised his brow and asked "You think so?"
Ned also took a look and nodded "Fried eggs, chicken... It's typical, but it looked like someone in your family cooked it." The three boys were in deep thought about Ron's lunch until Felix had an epiphany "Wait a second, don't you just live with only Miss Adrena, Ron? If that's the case, that thrilling homemade lunch you have is from-" The three stared at the blonde boy with a hard gaze, who just snorted in laughter in their train of thoughts. Waving his hand in disagreement, he said:
"No such luck. This is just stuff from the neighborhood deli."
"Aw, man." The boy with glasses said while starting to eat his food. They visibly relaxed a bit, Ned, on the other hand, chuckled while rubbing his nose "I don't know what to feel. I'm kinda disappointed, but I'm also kinda relieved."
Anyways, the group started to eat. Ron and the others started to chat about random things, from sports to entertainment to cafeteria food. Other than aimless chat, they would usually barter their food to taste what others are also eating. Ron watched as Ned and Felix started dealing in how to trade with food. "Hmm... spicy lotus root for a potato salad... Ned, I don't think that's a fair trade... But those wings from Gil's look nice, though..."
"Hey, Gil, wanna trade some of those wings for my country fried chicken?" Ron offered.
Their lunch had been completely ordinary. After bartering and eating their food, the four started to clean up. They've put the disposables into the bin before returning to their seats. There's a bit more time left for recess and so they continued where their talk last went off. "It's not that I'm not satisfied. The food was great. I generally have no complaints whatsoever, too. But... If I had to say..." Ron sat there in deep thought, not realizing that the conversation has stopped and they were eyeing them.
"What's up, Ron?" Felix asked.
"No, I was just thinking..." The blonde boy rubbed his stomach and leaned towards the desk. He said in a wishing voice "I think a girlfriend to eat lunch with would be nice, right?"
All three's auras suddenly changed to black. They instantly went into depressed mode, almost as if they were victims of a natural calamity. Gil started drawing figures from the dust underneath his desk while the others went face first into theirs. Felix shook from his wheelchair and moan "Don't say it. You know it's just gonna get us down." Ned nodded dumbly from the desk. The blonde boy simply face-faulted from their antics and offered an apology.
"I'm going to go buy some drink." Ron left his seat and went outside the classroom.
Ron thought of any vending machines that is not very crowded. The one in front of the school store seems to be eternally forming a line of students, so that is a no-go. The boy turned away and went to the long building full of club rooms. As far as he remembers, there's also another vending machine at the end, and since there are almost no students currently here, he quickly readied his change and approached it. He then notices there were three students in one of the store rooms.
"The hell, I don't have any change in my pocket." Ron noticed the brown haired girl who was finding for spare changes. He remembers her from earlier: the one who was barking out orders. She looked like she's the second-in-charge of the delinquent group. The one guy she's with eyed the machine before letting out a sigh "Ah... This machine doesn't take bills either."
The third one just groaned "What're we doing? It was a request from Miss Kim."
Ron tried to hold his own breath, fearing they could hear his fear the moment he exhale. How could he have forgotten? The fact that there's no one else around makes it more dangerous. He is in a lion's den and Ron felt like a wounded prey that is now hiding from his would-be predators. The blonde needed to sneak away. And with that, he tried tip-toeing away from the group, making sure that his step would not produce even the slightest bit of sound. He was almost perfect! Every step was as soft as a cat's paw. But, the boy is so focused with not making a sound when he's actually in plain view. So, when the girl eyed the boy who was slowly walking away from them, she called him out loudly.
"Ooh, ooh. Good timing. HEY!" It was already too late.
The two guys already surrounded me, wearing matching grins that made him shiver to his spine. Patting his back, the brunette smiled jovially and said with her sweet tone "Thanks for volunteering to donate for us poor people." Ron's mind went blank. When he didn't respond, the three stretched their smiles further and asked him with added stress on her words "That's what you're going to do, right? It's just some spare change, you see. We'd be in a bind if we don't get what we need."
The girl smiled for a moment before adding something quickly "Oh, don't get me wrong here. This isn't a shakedown or anything." The male delinquent behind him chortled and said "That's right. This is just some good old fashioned cooperation. We just want you to show some kindness to us, as fellow Middleton High students."
"Though you're in for some pain if you don't want to." They began to cackle when the third one whispered loud enough for him to hear. This is 100% a shakedown. Ron really tried to say something but with the adrenaline rushing in his senses, he couldn't even form words. Having enough of his silence, the leader-seeming girl grabbed him by the collar and asked one more time "Come on, I just saw you with a handful of spare change."
Ron grabbed the loose change from his pocket and offered it to her. It was only about two dollars worth of change, and Ron mused that the money their asking is not worth risking his life. The three smiled and released him from their grip. The girl said "Great! We won't have to make Cousin Kim wait." And with that, they went towards the vending machine without glancing back at him. "I guess this is what I should expect... They are delinquents, after all."
The blonde boy was about to leave when he saw another student standing in front of him. Ron's heart went still for the second time. Holding her purse with some coins, The infamous redhead tried to call for her subordinates when she notices something strange "Joss, I forgot to give you the money so here... Hm?"
"Oh, Cousin Kim!" After they took the drink from the machine, the three delinquents noticed their leader standing in front of them. And before Ron could blink, they were already standing at attention towards her. Joss offered the drink to her and said "Sorry to keep you waiting. We just finished buying this-"
"Joss, what did you do to him?"
The three's eyes went wide when their leader is now staring at them with an almost hellish gleam emanating from her irises. They were quickly cowering before her in sheer fear and terror. When they can't say anything but mumbles and groans, she went closer to them and asked them dangerously "... You fucking better not be trying to use other people's money to do what I asked you to do." With their high pitched scream, The Bloody Fox needn't any more answers.
She let out a sigh and gave the change she's holding to the still shell-shocked boy and offered a quiet apology. She then turned back to the terrified delinquents and said "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't screw with normal people. Now apologize to the boy and hurry up! It's embarrassing." Kim started walking away.
Without wasting any second, they ran towards him and offered their apology. Joss, meanwhile, blushed and averted her eyes from him "I-I was just borrowing it anyways." And before he could reply, the three already ran towards the redhead who had left earlier.
"Oh... Kim Possible's already gone."
Walking back towards the classroom, he saw Josh approaching him. He must've noticed his pale face and knew who is the culprit for it. Combing his hair with his fingers, the pretty boy let out a small smirk, as if subtly telling him 'I'm always right' and said "Ron, nothing good ever comes from interacting with delinquents." When Ron said nothing back at him, his smirk melted into a soft smile and whispered "Although, it would be far better if they would all be like Kim Possible."
Ron flashed a small smile at that bit. "Kim Possible is... well, I guess you could say she's got morals."
"True. She doesn't threaten ordinary people for no reason." Josh nodded before turning serious towards Ron "But, delinquents are still delinquents. They're still dangerous. She may be quiet, but there's no doubt she's the most dangerous person in the entire school, or even the town for that matter. Kim Possible isn't named 'The Bloody Fox' for nothing, you know. She's a monster that managed to dominate the army of delinquents here in Middleton High through sheer raw power. People say that there's no one in Middleton who can beat her in a fair fight except the other two Gods of War."
Ron had definitely heard of that rumor. Kim Possible is extremely powerful, and no one could even lay a hand on her in a fight.
"I know you had the matter with the festival, but you should stay away from her. You had a tendency to think all of humanity is your friend. I could even see you waltz into the dragon's den smiling. I'm very worried, as your friend." The boy just smiled and punched him in the arm lightly. The two shared a chuckle before Josh added "Well, that's one of your good points, though."
The two went inside just in time. The bell rang when they finally went to their seats to start the afternoon classes. While their current teacher is busy writing the lesson plan on the blackboard, his mind drifted back to earlier, the delinquents, how dangerous they were, and the leader who stood above all of them. With a pen in hand, Ron silently copied the contents of the board to his notebook, all while thinking of the redhead who saved him rom the shakedown of her gang.
"Kim Possible... I know I should stay away from you... But..."
A/N's: Yepp! Here we go! First chapter and it is already in the 7,500+ words area. Tune in because I don't think I've run out of stamina for this story. What the hell is even wrong with me?! Anyways, leave a review, favorite, or follow me and this story for more!
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