Disclaimer: Disney owns, I don't own or get paid for writing. I do this only to please Miss Bonnie Rockwaller. She'd kill me if I didn't feature her in at least a few of my stories.
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Goth
Chapter 6
Together, Alone
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Ron and Bonnie only spent about fifteen minutes at Bueno Nacho. In less than half that time Ron had scarfed down a Naco Platter, grande sized, while she only got through half a small basket of Beefy Cheesy Nachos. Bonnie never got to the second part of the basket of food because Rufus had polished off his by that time and then dove onto her plate to devoured the rest of the cheese and beef covered tortilla chips. Ron simply shrugged his apology to Bonnie.
While they were eating, Bonnie told the blond boy about her encounter with her sisters that morning and how Connie and Lonnie had practically stormed out of the kitchen in total frustration after she'd only greeted them and didn't responded at all to any of their jibes. Ron blushed a bright red from all of the praise she heaped on him since it had been his idea.
Ron was a bit surprised when they arrived at Bonnie's house instead of his own. He thought for sure that she would've preferred to avoid her house and another confrontation with her sisters. When asked, Bonnie told him her sisters had an apartment close to the local college campus and that they had only been at the house that morning because their classes wouldn't start until next week. Lonnie and Connie were going to be staying at the apartment starting tonight and were probably planning on attending one or more of the many pre-semester parties going on through the rest of the week, (if they didn't throw a few parties themselves.)
That was okay with Ron. He didn't want to meet the sisters but he been curious and always wanted to talk with Bonnie's mother to see if that was where the girl had gotten a little bit of her nasty attitude from. (Besides coming from her sisters.) Ron remembered Mrs. Rockwaller from their Freshman ski trip but he never got a chance to talk to her during the whole time they were there.
As Bonnie unlocked the front door and entered, she dropped three shoes; two literal and one figurative. Bonnie took off her jacket, cap and boots and left them in the foyer closet, then told Ron to do the same. That was the two literal shoes, her boots.
Then the newly-minted Goth girl dropped the figurative one, and it was a whopper.
"I got a call from my mom in the locker room while we were changing and found out that she's not going to be home for the next five days," Bonnie said as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom without even looking back to make sure Ron was following her. "She left town to visit some relatives so we're all alone. That means you can stay and study for as long as we need. You can even sleep here tonight if you want." The last sentence came out in a highly suggestive, lascivious purr.
Ron nervously gulped at that. In essence, Bonnie had just told him he could spend the entire night, and the next four nights, alone with her if he wanted to. She knew his parents were out of town for the week and he wasn't expected to be at home by any specific time so the offer was on the bed... er, table, so to speak. The offer was further driven into his brain when they reached her bedroom. Bonnie placed her books on the desk, let her baggy pants drop to the floor and stripped off her shirt, tossing it aside as she casually walked around the room.
"Ah, Bonnie?" Ron nervously gulped and tugged at the collar of his shirt, "What'cha doing?"
"Black isn't really my color," Bonnie answered with a sly smile as she picked up the shirt and pants and went over to the hamper in her closet. "I'm more of an autumn so I'm used to wearing reds, purples, browns and oranges. I'll wear black at school to pull off my new look but when I'm home alone, I just can't stand it."
Ron noted, much to his dismay, that the panties and bra Bonnie was currently wearing were also black. Bonnie's jet black socks soon joined her other clothes in the hamper and Ron knew in his mind that her undergarments were soon to follow so he swiftly turned his back to her. "Does that mean you'll need to change out of your under-stuff too?"
"Of course," the girl laughed. The laugh didn't sound like the viscous, condescending one Ron had been used to hearing directed at him before the holidays. It was light and melodious, and quite pleasant to the ear. "You can watch me undress if you want to, Ron Ron," Bonnie giggled. "I don't mind if you see me in the buff. As a matter of fact that's why I changed my mind and brought you here so we can get to know each other much better. You should anyway if we're going to be close friends."
"Are you sure that you wanna be that close of a friend to a loser like me?" Ron begged, hoping Bonnie would change her mind about what he thought this was leading up to. If Kim had been acting this way instead of Bonnie, well, he'd still be this nervous but he would've definitely gotten with the program.
"Ron," Bonnie angrily growled and stomped barefoot over to him, grabbing his shoulders to try and turn him around to look at her, and didn't have any success. She was swiftly discovering that Ron was a whole lot stronger than he looked, and felt.
"Ron," she softly said as she wrapped her arms around his waist from the back, "despite what I used to call you before Christmas, you are not a loser. I only called you that because I had to. As Queen Bonnie, I had to look down on all of the students that didn't live up to the standards that I set. You understand that, don't you? That was then, this is now."
Ron could feel through the back of his shirt that Bonnie had taken off her bra, and maybe her panties as well. Her rapidly stiffening nipples weren't masked behind silky fabric and he could also feel a bit of heat pressed against his butt so he knew that Bonnie was nakedly pressing against his body.
"As much as this might've been a fantasy of mine before, Bon Bon," Ron choked out, remembering his earlier conversation with Kim about this very subject, "I really don't want to take advantage of you like this. I mean, you and me are just starting to be friends right now and I wouldn't want to push our friendship too far."
"You're may be right, Ron Ron," Bonnie cooed in his ear, then gave it a playful little lick, "but I haven't gone this far with any of my previous boyfriends, including Brick. I want you to be the first boy to see me in the altogether." She slinked around his body until she was standing in front of him. "And I do want you to see me in my natural state of undress... and much more. Wouldn't you like me to be your first?"
"I dunno, Bonnie," Ron said with his eyes snapped closed as he anxiously licked his suddenly parched lips. "We've just became friends and if anything beyond that happened it might ruin what we just now got."
"But I want you to be my boyfriend Ron Ron," Bonnie playfully whined as her hands meandered up his arms and found their place draped around his neck. "You don't have a girlfriend right now so I want to fill that vacancy." She ground her hips into his and sensually purred, "And there's another vacancy that I'd really love for you to fill, too."
Ron kept his eyes shut tight, turned his head to the side and tried to push her away as he totally missed the sexual innuendo and said, "That's not entirely true. I got a girlfriend now and I don't want to cheat on her." He wasn't ready just yet to tell Bonnie that he and Kim had hooked up while she was in the nurse's office and that they were just starting their courtship. They hadn't made the official announcement, heck, they hadn't even gone out on a real, official first date yet, and he knew that Kim would want to be the one to break the news to their schoolmates.
"Oh reeeeally," Bonnie drolled out with a disbelieving chuckle before she realized Ron wasn't joking. She angrily growled, "Just who are you dating and when did you meet her?"
"Aw, come on Bon Bon. You know perfectly well that KP and me have been friends since..." automatically got out of Ron's mouth before he realized that he'd said too much. His arms had unconsciously wrapped around Bonnie's waist with one hand resting on her firm, naked bottom and the other at the small of her back. Ron felt Bonnie lean away from him at her question and his other hand went to her butt so she wouldn't fall or back away any further. Ron wasn't aware that he was doing it but he unconsciously did it anyway.
"You and K?" Bonnie questioned out of curiosity. She let it slid and went in for the kill. Her eyes grew sad as her lower lip puffed out and she said in a whiny, little girl voice, "But you and I would make a cuter couple, Ron Ron. Our names just fit together. Ronnie, Bonnie. They rhyme. That's why I've been letting you call me Bon Bon while I've been calling you Ron Ron. Their cute sounding nicknames that couples would use."
"That's true," Ron said, forgetting about the awkward situation he was currently in as he turned his head and looked at her face. Then his eyes flitted down her body and he saw that Bonnie was naked, at least from the midriff up, (Bonnie's pelvis was pressed so close to his that you couldn't slide a piece of paper between them.) His eyes quickly closed again as his head swiftly swiveled away. He stammered, "B-b-b-but I-I-I'm not..."
"It's okay, Ron Ron," she cooed and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Bonnie deftly slid out of his grasp and walked over to her desk. She continued in a nonchalant lilt, "I can concentrate better when I'm naked so I never wear clothes when I study up here in my room. You'll just have to get used to seeing me in the buff if we're going to be study-buddies. Now, let's get to work." She sat down at her desk and opened up one of the textbooks.
Ron just stood there for a minute, conflicted as to whether he should simply leave or sit down and get to work. Kim had been trying to get him to study harder for years now to bring up his grades and he'd done a considerably decent job last semester. So Ron, with a heavy sigh, sat down on the floor and cracked open his books. He tried not to look over at the naked girl but his eyes betrayed him and occasionally took a quick glance at the very naked brunette sitting primly at the desk.
For her part, Bonnie was pleased that Ron had stayed. She expected him to either bolt from the room screaming his head off as soon as she dropped her pants or for him to start bleeding from the nose and faint dead away out of shock. That Ron had only turned his head and closed his eyes when she'd moved around to nakedly face him told her one of two things. Either Ron was in total shock and couldn't get his feet to move or he'd simply resigned himself to his fate. Bonnie hoped for the latter because that meant that she had a fighting chance to make him her boyfriend and maybe a whole lot more. After all, what hot-blooded young male wouldn't want to hop into bed with a hot bod like hers?
Rufus yawned as he snuck out of his pocket home-away-from-home. He looked around the room and his beady black eyes finally spotted Bonnie sitting at her desk without a stitch of clothing on. His eyes went wide as his head slowly swiveled to look at his big buddy, questioningly.
Ron simply shrugged, unsure what to say to Rufus.
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"So, do you have any idea what's going on with Bonnie?" Monique asked aloud as she and Kim tidied up one of the sales tables at Club Banana. Her mother may have kept her at home during school because she'd been a little under the weather in the morning but the Fashion Maven of Middleton High wouldn't miss a shift unless she was on her death bed. "Dressing all in black and not acting like she normally does? It's like that girl has gone plumb loco or something."
"It's no real big, Monique," Kim answered as she folded a T-shirt, placed it in a pile of other folded Ts of the same size and moved on to the next one. "Bonnie is just rebelling against the Food Chain at school while trying to distance herself from her sisters and her home life."
"Oh, is that all," Monique laughed. "I thought it was something serious."
"Well actually, it's kind of serious for her," Kim modified her earlier statement with a little more exasperation showing in her voice. She took a second to calm her mind before she continued. "I met her sisters last fall when Bonnie and I were bonded together and I can see where she got her nastiness from. Bonnie's two sisters are condescending, obnoxious... witches, and they took every opportunity they could to put her down. Bonnie, in turn, would shunt all of that negativity onto everyone at school."
"That makes sense," Monique laughed as she started on another pile of T-shirts. "But, why would she want to rebel against her mom?"
"Have you met Bonnie's mother?" Kim laughed as she held one of the Ts up to her torso. Monique made a sour face and shook her head to indicate both that she didn't know Bonnie's mom and that the shirt didn't look good on Kim.
"That's right," Kim said in remembrance as she folded the shirt. "You didn't transferred to Middleton until after our school ski trip. Well, I arranged for Bonnie's mother to show up as an extra chaperon and let me tell you, it was humiliation nation for the Queen B. She treats Bonnie like a two year old little girl for the rest of the trip."
"That bad, huh?" Monique giggled, wishing she had been on the ski trip to see for herself. "I guess that's why Bonnie went all Goth at home but that still doesn't explain why she's ditching the Food Chain at school."
"That's the semi-serious part," Kim said as she leaned onto the pile of T-shirts on folded arms. "Since her fam is all about being snooty and popular in the community, Bonnie is shunning anything that has to do with being snooty and popular at home and in school."
"That actually makes sense," Monique nodded, finally seeing why the former Queen of Middleton High School had done what she did.
There were a few seconds of silence before Monique casually asked, "So, what going on between you and Naco loving shadow? I heard a few rumors that you two were seen kissin' in a classroom."
"That happened like twenty minutes after school had let out," Kim gasped in astonishment. There was no way Monique could've seen or heard anything about her and Ron's little private talk. Unless... maybe Monique had a small army of spies which kept the Gossip Queen up to date on what was happening at school and one of them had watch her and Ron in the classroom.
"So the rumors are true," Monique chuckled, confirming the juicy little bit of dirt on her friend. Playful teasing came through loud and clear as she continued, "I thought what I'd heard might be wrong and that you were just checking each other's tonsils out to make sure you weren't sick, being so near the the nurse's office."
"No," Kim blushed and practically swooned as she lovingly clutched one of the Ts to her chest. "Ron and I decided to take our relationship in a whole new direction. He's my steady boyfriend now."
"It's about freakin' time," Monique playfully huffed as she turned and started to tidy up another sales table. "From what I've heard from others and seen with my own two eyes, you two have been joined at the hip for so long that everyone thought you shoulda got hitched in like third grade."
"Monique!" the redhead squealed in shock. "I've only begun to think about Ron as boyfriend material in the last coupla days, right after Bonnie said she was going to take a run at him. Why would anybody think we were already a couple?"
"Are you kidding?" the dark-skinned girl laughed. "You two act like an old married couple. You're together all the time, you know that boy better than you know yourself and he knows you like the inside of a Naco, and it even seems that you both even knows what each other is thinkin' most of the time. Why, you two are so comfortable with each other that you take him for granted like an old married wife would."
"I do not," Kim vehemently denied automatically before she thought of the many time she had done just that. She'd always counted on him to go along on their missions without asking if he wanted to go and she knew he'd be available if she couldn't find a date for a movie or dance. "Okay," Kim admitted, "I guess I have taken advantage of him on a few occasions."
"I rest my case," Monique smugly crowed before she turned to start tidying up a sales table of jeans.
"Okay Monique, spill," Kim growled as she stomped over to her girl friend to find out exactly how she had gathered the information. "I want to know how you heard about Ron and me kissing in the classroom after school?"
"That's easy to explain, girl friend," Monique smugly smiled as she pulled out her cell phone and held it out for Kim to see. "Your boy Wade has a lot of free time on his hands and he keeps close track of you and Naco Boy. Wade does me a major and keeps me in the loop about you two while I keep his mama up to date on what's happening in the fashion world."
There was another small pause in the conversation before Monique slyly begged, "So girlfriend, when's the wedding?"
"Monique!" Kim squealed in total shock that her girl friend would even go there so early in her relationship with Ron.
"I suppose since it took you two thirteen years to finally hook up, that it'll be another decade before you get hitched."
"Monique!" Kim's face was turning a nice shade of pink reminiscent of a slice of perfectly smoked salmon.
"And another two or three years after that before you and your man start knocking boots."
Kim's answer this time was a stack of folded T-shirts that pelted her dark-skinned friend. It took five minutes for the two girls to stop laughing and giggling and another ten minutes before the T's were back folded on the table.