A/N: Again, I don't own Power Rangers, I just own the imagination behind the story. I know the Prelude was super small and didn't give a whole lot of details, but don't worry, all will come to light very very soon. :) Enjoy Chapter 1. Read and Review, if you flame, please be kind. This first chapter is in Jason's Point of View during sophomore year at Angel Grove High.
Chapter 1 - Eyes for Kimberly
I sighed and ran a hand through my short hair. I tried to concentrate on what Ms. Appleby was teaching, but at this point I couldn't concentrate. The pretty brunette sitting diagonally from me kept my mind busy. I made a mental note to talk to her after class. After the bell rang, I gathered my stuff and waited for her outside the classroom. I cleared my throat, "Hi, I'm Jason. You're new, right?"
She smiled at me, "Yeah, my name is Kimberly." I smiled back and stood there speechless for a few seconds. "Okay, well, uh, I have to go to my next class so I'll see you later?" I nodded, my tongue still attached to the roof of my mouth. She's so gorgeous. I'm all tongue tied... I can't ask her to the dance Saturday. I sigh and again, run my hand through my hair. After school, my friends and I meet at Ernie's Juice Bar, and who do I see behind the counter with Ernie? Kimberly. I am trying to concentrate on Zack's sparring, but I'm too busy stealing glances at the beautiful brunette. Zack knocks me back and I land on my ass.
"Hey man, what's wrong with you? You've been unfocused since you left school. What's the deal?"
I blush softly, the heat rising from my neck, "Sorry, Zack, I'm having trouble concentrating, since the new girl arrived this morning, I can't get her out of my head or off my mind."
"Man, Jase, that's tough luck. Are you planning on asking her to the dance on Saturday?"
"Yeah, I just can't get my tongue to move whenever I am in close proximity to her." Or the fact that my mouth goes dry whenever I try talking to her. I shake my head and sigh, going over to the punching bag, "I don't know man, its like... I can't... I can't form thoughts or words."
Zack laughs at me and I scowl softly, "Sorry, Jase, its just... I know exactly what you're talking about. Its just so funny to hear it on the outside instead of my own head." I sigh and start punching the bag with more force than usual. "Whoa whoa, easy Jase, don't wanna bust the bag. Ernie will not be too happy." I stop punching so hard and eventually come to a stop. I just need to grow a pair and talk to her, that's all. But... how? "I have an idea, Jase. Why don't you write her a note and put your name on the bottom of it?" That could work, but what if someone already asked her?
"Thanks, Zack." I have to swallow my fears and doubts. "I'll do that tomorrow, before school starts."
The Next Day
I slip the note into her locker and wait patiently in Ms. Appleby's class for her. When Kimberly walks in, the wind almost gets knocked out of me. She looks so beautiful today. "Hey, did you get my note?" Kimberly nods. I swallow harshly, "And?" Kimberly holds up her finger and passes him a note:
Jason, it was very nice of you to ask me to the dance tomorrow, but I can't go. I still have boxes to help unpack. Maybe the next one?
My heart drops like a thousand bricks. Damn. I nod in silence as Ms. Appleby starts the class. As usual, Bulk and Skull come in late with some lame excuse, Ms. Appleby gives them both detention for a week for being late. Kimberly laughs at Bulk and Skull's downcast face. Ever since Kimberly started at Angel Grove High, Skull has been doing everything in his power to get Kimberly to notice him, and each attempt has failed. I chuckle softly earning a throat clearing from Ms. Appleby as she resumes teaching history. Once again, my mind wanders to the beautiful girl sitting near me. I pass her a note quickly while Ms. Appleby's back is turned:
Kimberly, would it be okay if I came over to help you and your family unpack?
Kimberly looked at the note a few seconds and replied, quickly passing the note back to me:
I wouldn't want to impose on your friendship, or have you miss the dance.
I replied:
No problem, I already figured if you were gonna tell me 'no', then I wouldn't go to the dance. I'd rather have a pretty girl like you on my arm than stand against the wall doing nothing.
I saw her blush and I smiled softly. "Mr. Scott? Is there something you'd like to share with the class?"
"Uh, n-no, Ms. Appleby."
She nodded and resumed teaching, she was on science now. By this time Bulk and Skull were already zoned and starting to nod off. Kimberly was trying her best to keep focused. Trini and Zack were giving me throat cutting gestures, making me chuckle softly. Billy was focused and taking notes like he always did on his favorite subject.
"Alright, class. It is time for a quiz!" The class, including myself groaned, "You will need to study animal behavior in the real world. Have a great weekend." The bell rings and we gather up our books. "And don't forget the dance tomorrow night, I expect you all to be there." I wait outside the classroom for Kimberly, introducing her to my little group of friends, "Billy, Zack, Trini this is Kimberly." They all greeted her and Kimberly and Trini struck up a very odd conversation about makeup, I didn't have a clue what those two were talking about, except different shades of red lipstick.
Saturday Night... Kimberly's House
I shuffled in front of the door, attempting to knock, each time bringing my fist down and shifting on the balls of my feet. Damn, I'm so nervous... I suck it up and knock softly, the soft music coming from the living room told me they didn't hear, so I knocked louder. "Just a second!" Someone called from behind the door. I nod to the door and wait for it to be opened. In front of me stood a very beautiful, haphazard Kimberly. "Jason! W-What are you doing here?"
I blush, "I uh... I thought you could use some help?" Kimberly stepped aside and there were boxes everywhere. Each labeled for where they went. I set my keys on the table in the living room, "So, what needs done first?" Kimberly pointed to different boxes that needed to be cleaned out. I ended up helping with recycling the boxes and helping put the table, shelves, furniture and TV where they go. I helped put the dishes in the cupboard and silverware where they went.
One Year Later
I sighed, its been since summer that I asked Kimberly to be my girlfriend. School went by just fine and our relationship was stronger than ever. I smiled softly as I kissed her cheek and went to teach my karate class at the juice bar.
