Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers, or the settings where they have taken place. They are owned by Saban. I don't wish to get sued.
Authors Note: This is something that I have been toying around with for a while. It consists of snip-its from Kimberly's diary about her life and her friends lives. I am still going to be working the story "Are We Over" but I wanted to throw this out to you all. It'll be a lengthy story, but I hope it will be worth it. It begins when the gang starts High School. Let me know what you think! Please R&R! It will be a T/K, because that's mainly what I write.
14 year old Kimberly Hart sat on her bed, the day before her first day of high school with her diary that she just bought. She has always kept a diary since she could write, and now it was time for a new one. This one is about High School and her new life as a ninth grader.
September 5, 1992
Dear Diary,
Well, this is the first page of a new chapter in my life. Tomorrow, I am going to be starting Angel Grove High School, but it will be a lot of fun. In all of my classes, I have one of my friends. Jason, Zack, Trini, Billy and I are in homeroom together, they are my best friends. You'll be hearing a lot about them. My first period is History. Jason and I have that class together. Next I have to go to Math, yuck, I hate math, but it won't be so bad because Billy and I have that class together. Then after Math, I have English, and all five of us are in that class together. Fourth period I have my health class with my best girlfriend Trini. Fifth period we all have an hour for lunch. Sixth Period I have Biology 1. I kind of like biology, but it sometimes can totally ruin my nails. Bio is with Zack, which should prove to be interesting. Seventh period is Phys. Ed, which I have it with everyone, and last period which is 8th period, I have study hall, once again with all my friends. I like 8th period study hall, because if you are an A student, you sometimes get to have that period off, so we will probably be hanging down at the youth center. That's where I practice gymnastics, and hang out with everyone. It is a pretty cool place, run by this guy Ernie, who is a totally cool guy. I get to practice while Jason, Trini, and Zack work on their Karate. They teach me sometimes, however, I'm not that good, but what am I going to need to use Karate for anyway? I'm never going to have to fight!
Anyway, I wonder what I am going to wear tomorrow. I have to look totally styling for the first day, and I think I have just the thing…
"Kimberly!" She hears calling her from downstairs, tearing her away from her diary, "Come set the table honey!"
"Coming!" She calls back, before finishing her entry.
Anyway, mom needs me to go set the table. Dad will be home soon, so we need to get moving. Until the next entry.
Love,
Kimberly
"Kimberly! Now!" Sarah Hart calls to her daughter. She hears her running down the stairs, "What were you doing up there?"
"Trying to figure out what to wear tomorrow." She says, taking the dishes out of the cupboard and placing them on the table.
"Your father is going to be home any minute." She says, frowning.
Kimberly sighs as she sets the table. Her parent's haven't been getting along for quite sometime, but just recently the fights started to become more frequent and elevated in sound. She was kept up last Friday by them screaming at each other.
"I'm going to go over to Trini's later on, is that ok?"
"Sure, but don't be to late, you do have school tomorrow."
"I won't. She and I are going to go to the mall for a bit I think."
"I don't know why you like shopping so much."
"Duh, it's fun!" She smiles.
Her mom laughs, "Alright daughter of mine, finish setting the table."
"Kay." She says, and gets the last bit of silverware. Kim looks out the side door to the driveway, "Dad's home." She says as the black Lexus pulls into the driveway. Her father was an accountant, very smart with numbers, her mother worked as a landscape architect. Kimberly takes after her mom more than her dad, because she hates math, but loves to design. She also has a bit of artistic talent, especially when it comes to clothing.
"Hi dad." Kimberly says, as her father puts his briefcase by the door. He smiles at her, and bends down to kiss her cheek.
"You excited about tomorrow?" He asks his daughter.
"Totally! I mean, high school! This is way cool. I am totally psyched because Trini, Jason, Zack and Billy are in my classes! I have one of them in each, or sometimes more."
"Way cool Kim." He laughs, mocking his daughter, before turning his attention to his wife, "Hello."
"Hi. Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes."
"Fine." Ken says, and walks into his den.
Kimberly slumps her shoulders. She loves both her parents very much, but it wasn't looking good for the two of them.
"Kimberly, go pour the drinks and tell your father dinner is ready."
"What are we having?"
"Chicken."
Kim smiles and goes into the den, "Dad? Dinner's ready."
"Thanks honey." He says, and stands up, "Let's go."
Dinner was quieter than normal. The only conversation that went on was about Kim and what she was doing, "You doing anything tonight Kimberly?"
"Just going to the mall with Trini." She says, looking at her dad, "I need to get a couple more pair of pants."
"And pink shirts none the less." Her dad jokes.
"Probably." She smiles. She doesn't know why she likes pink so much, but it has always been her color.
"I don't know why you like that color so much Kimberly." Her mom says, "You really should look into another color."
"She looks fine in it Sarah, leave the girl alone."
"I don't think I was talking to you."
"If she wants to wear pink, let her wear pink! I don't see why it is any concern of yours."
This is when Kimberly tunes out her parents. They always pick fights with one another, and she hates it. Sometimes she wishes they would just get divorced, but then she hates herself for thinking about it. She quickly finishes her food, and stands up un-noticed, taking her plate over to the sink. She gets her shoes on, grabs her purse, and calls over her shoulder, "I'm going out!"
Her mother waves her away, and she leaves. She walks down her street, Lilly Avenue, and a block away, she passes Jason's house. "Hi Mrs. Scott." Kimberly calls, to the woman who was busy digging in her garden.
"Well hi Kimberly. How are you honey?"
"Good, how are you?"
"Fine, thanks." She replies. Kimberly is like the daughter she never had. Mrs. Scott has two sons, Jason, the oldest, and Michael who was going to be eight this year. Mrs. Scott was like a second mother to Kimberly. Being an only child, Kimberly loves to be around Jason. They were like brother and sister. When Kimberly moved in 6th grade to Angel Grove, the two have been inseparable. He and his "group" took her under their wing, and from that point on everyone has stayed close.
"Where are you off to honey?"
"Trini's. We are going to the mall for a bit, and then we may stop up at the Youth Center."
"Well, that's where Jason and Zack are. Are you looking forward to high school tomorrow?"
"Totally." She smiles.
"Great! How are your parents doing?" She asks.
"Fine." She smiles sadly.
"That's good. Tell them I was asking about them."
"I will, bye Mrs. Scott."
"Bye Kim."
Trini, like Kimberly was an only child as was Billy, but Zack, who lived the furthest away from the group, but still in walking distance, has four other siblings, a brother and three sisters.
Trini lives on Locus Drive, about a 5 minute walk away from Jason's house. Between the three houses, if you would draw a line to all three starting with Kim's, it would form a triangle. Billy's house was on Warren Road, which is three roads away in the opposite direction that Kim was walking from her house. Zack lives four blocks away from Billy on Lakeview Avenue. If you run, you can make it to Zack's house in about five minutes from Kim's house, but most of the time, they don't run. Kimberly walks to the Kwan's house and smiles, opening up the fence so she can enter. She walks up to the door and knocks.
"Kimberly! How are you sweetie?" Mrs. Kwan asks.
"Fine, thanks, how are you?"
"Great honey. Come on in. Trini is upstairs."
"I'll get her." Kim smiles, and quickly gets to the top of the steps, and opens her friends door, "Hi! You ready?"
"Almost." The pretty Asian smiles. She was 5'5, where Kimberly was only 5'0. They were completely different, but best friends. Kimberly sits on her friends bed until they are ready.
"We walking?"
"Yeah, I didn't bring my bike."
"Ok." She smiles, and they walk to the mall. They cut through Angel Grove Park to get to their destination. Kimberly and Trini shop for a few hours before they decide to head back to the Youth Center.
"Hey guys!" Kim calls to the boy in red and black on the gym floor.
"Hi!" Zack smiles, "I thought you girls were going shopping."
"We did." Trini smiles. "Now it's time to play."
"Who do you wanna take on?" Zack asks, smiling.
"I'll go with you first." She laughs.
Kim and Jason sat back watching the two spar. Trini has the ability to match Zack point for point and she really gives him a run for his money. Finally, Zack finishes her off with a roundhouse kick. "Good move." Trini smiles.
"Thanks! You're not too bad yourself." Zack grins, "You next Kimberly?"
"As if." She laughs.
"Come on, it's just like gymnastics!"
"I'll spar with you after I learn more." She smiles.
"I'm holding you to that."
"Yah, ok." She laughs, before looking at her watch, "Oh shoot!" It was 9:30. "I was suppose to be home early tonight! I'll see you all later!"
She grabs her bags and runs fool speed back to her house. Her mother was waiting for her at the door.
"I'm sorry." Kim says, hanging her head.
"Early Kimberly, in my book is 8:00, but now it is 9:30! Where were you!"
"At the Youth Center with everyone." She sighs.
"Unbelievable Kimberly. It's a school night…"
"9:30 isn't that late mom…"
"It is when yesterday you didn't sleep at all. Your father and I heard you downstairs half the night!"
"That wasn't my fault!" Kim says, beginning to raise her voice.
"Don't you raise your voice to me Kimberly Ann."
"If you and dad didn't fight all the time, I would be able to sleep! I hear you two every night! Why the hell can't you be like normal parents and get along!" She asks.
"THAT IS ENOUGH KIMBERLY! YOU DON'T EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Her mom shouts. Kim stays quiet, praying that the tears in her eyes won't fall, "Get up to your room this instant young lady."
Kimberly turns and storms up into her room. "It's not my fault that they don't get along anymore! It's only 9:30! My friends are allowed out till 10!" She says to herself, "I…" she begins, and then hears the yelling. She does what she always does, grabs her Discman, puts on her headphones, and turns up the music, trying to drown out the yelling. She sets her alarm and turns off her light, falling asleep. At 1:30, she is woken up again, but a different noise, a door being slammed. She sees her father get into his car and drive down the road. The next noise she hears is footsteps coming towards her room, so she jumps back in bed, puts her headphones back on and pretends to be sleeping. Her mother looks in on her, and says, "I don't know how much longer this is going to work." Kim hears the door close, and she takes off the Discman. She knows what that means. Her father didn't leave for good, yet. She curls up into a ball and tries to sleep, succeeding at 3:00.
She was meeting Jason and Trini at the corner to walk to school the next day. It was sunny and she was happy to be out of the house. Her father didn't return last night, but she expected that. She sees her friends and smiles, "Ready?"
"Yup!" Trini smiles.
"Yea. You ok?" Jason asks.
"Yeah." Kim sighs, "Just tired."
"Late night?" Trini asks.
"My father and mother were screaming again, and dad left around 1:00am, but I'm sure he'll be back. He always does."
"I'm sorry Kim." Jason says.
"Don't be. They'll be divorced soon enough." She says bluntly, toughing up on the outside, but that word breaks her heart on the inside.
School was Kim's safe haven right now. She was able to forget about her parents fighting for almost seven hours. She then got a chance to practice gymnastics almost every afternoon which she looks forward to. There she can hang out with her friends till almost dinner time, go home, eat, finish her homework, and go to bed. That is what she does every day.
September 6, 1992
Dear Diary,
Well, today went really well. I like my classes and my teachers. All our lockers are around the same area, and we are all walking to class together. Dad still isn't home. Mom says that he will be coming home tonight for dinner, but I don't know. One day he just isn't going to show up, and I don't know how I am going to handle that. I hate them both for not trying to work things out. They keep me up all the time with their fights, but last night, dad walked out for the first time. That scares me. I want us to be a family, but it seems that we are going to be split up. I can't think about that now, because I will begin to cry again. Inside, I feel like I am being ripped apart, and on the outside, tough as nails, to most, but to my friends, they see my true colors. I don't know what is going to happen, but I hope it all works out one way or another. I am sick of the fighting. Well, I have homework to do, can you believe that? Homework, on the first day, so this entry is short… I'm sure you don't mind though, because you are just paper and my thoughts. Haha.
Love,
Kimberly
November 15, 1992
Dear Diary,
I don't know what's wrong with me today, I just can't concentrate on anything. My head is spinning, I have a horrible headache, and I think that this cough I have is getting worse. I thought it was allergies, but this has lasted almost a week, and I don't even think my parents realize it. Mom asked me today for the first time if I was feeling alright, and I lied. I told her that I was fine. The truth is, I feel like shit. I just hope that I am ok for next week's competition. It is going to be great! I am expected to win, and I am looking forward to it. I love gymnastics. My one friend, Kelsey is trying to get me to try out for cheerleading, and I think I am going to do it. It would be fun cheering on Jason and Zack during football games. They made the football team! I am so proud of them. They found out today. They are psyched. OOH why won't this cough go away! Billy told me that I wasn't looking too hot today, in Billy logo, and I told him to lay off. I'll be fine if people stay off my back. Maybe I'll take a day off if I get worse, but then I have to deal with my mother and father screaming at each other… I don't know which is worse, going to school sick, or hearing those two. I think I'm going to go to bed now, even though it's only 8:00.
Love,
Kimberly
November 18, 1992
Dear Diary,
Not only do I have a cough now, I have a fever. Today was awful in school. Everything I did I couldn't concentrate on. I didn't eat lunch, and I'm not going to even bother with dinner. I feel awful. I have a Bio test tomorrow, and I hope I can make it to school. I guess I'll see. For now, I'm going to lay down, do my homework and then go to sleep.
Love,
Kimberly
Kim wakes up the next day feeling awful. She doesn't even want to take her temperature because she was heading to school no matter what. That Bio test was worth 25 of her grade, and Zack and Kim studied hard for it.
"You don't look so hot Kim." Jason says.
"I'm fine." She lies. She stays quiet throughout the walk to school, but half way there she starts coughing.
"Kim?" Trini asks, in concern.
Kim stops and holds onto Jason's arm. He supports her weight until her fit ends, "You ok?"
"Yeah." She gags.
"You should go home."
"I can't. I have to take the test." She says, shaking the fuzziness out of her head.
Jason puts a hand on her head, "You're burning up."
"I am not going home today. Both parents are off, and they are going to be fighting. That is all they do anymore!" She says, "Why should I stay home when I will be perfectly fine. I have a cold…"
"It sounds like more than a cold Kim." Trini says.
"Would you stop worrying about me! I'm fine."
Jason and Trini exchange glances but shut their mouths.
Kimberly couldn't stay focused throughout the entire day. She kept on coughing and it began to feel like she was drowning. By Lunch, she could barely stand she was so weak.
"Why don't you try to eat something Kim?" Zack asks.
"Because if I do, it will all be coming back up." She says, turning her head away from the food. The smell was making her gag.
"Try water? Maybe it will help your throat…"
"My throat doesn't hurt."
"Maybe it will help you stop coughing."
"I am FINE! I just want EVERYONE to leave me alone. Let me be!"
"Alright." Trini says, giving up. Kim is stubborn and if she wants to stay in class, she'll stay in class. That's all there is to it.
Lunch was over by 12:45, and they went to their lockers. Once again Kim has a coughing fit, Jason was standing next to her, she looks at him, "I can't breath."
"What?" He says, more in shock, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I can't breath." She says again, coughing.
"Kimberly…" He says, "Trini, get some water."
She grabs her water bottle and hands it to her, but she knocks it away. Kim grabs onto Jason as she begins to fall to the ground. Jason helps her to the ground, slowly before she looses consciousness. She passes out cold, "Kimberly!" Jason says, "Kim! Someone get help!"
The ambulance came, and took her to the hospital. She was still unconscious when they put her on the ambulance. No one knew what was wrong with her. "She's sick. She has a fever, and she has a cough. That was it." Zack says, sighing as he watches them take their friend. "It's been for a while, but she wasn't that sick until yesterday. Well, that's when I noticed it. I thought it was allergies." And that was the last thing that was said.
Jason, Trini, Billy and Zack couldn't concentrate on the rest of their day. They wanted to get out of the school and over to the hospital to see how their friend is. When the bell rang, they ran to the hospital. Jason's mom was an ER nurse, so she would be able to tell them how Kim was.
"Where's my mom?" Jason asks.
"Let me get her." The other nurse says.
They only have to wait for a moment before Mrs. Scott comes in, "How is she?" Trini asks.
Mrs. Scott sighs, "She has advanced pneumonia. She has to have been sick for quite a while. Are any of you feeling sick?"
"No Mrs. Scott." They say.
"Alright."
"Is she going to be alright?"
"I don't know Trini, but I hope so. She is very sick."
TBC…
Well? What didcha think? I'm going to be taking it all throughout High School, snipits of the diary through out the entire story.
Please R&R! I'd really appreciate it.
Thanks!
LUNA