Socializing is so easy you literally just ask people how their weekend was, and they tell you, and then you tell them about how Atlantis was built by octopuses before they gave up civilization.
It's a good thing we named most of the dinosaurs like a hundred years ago when we all were into was mythology and speaking Latin, if they just learned about dinosaurs now and had to name 100s there would be a Hecken Chonkosaurus and a Northern Thicc Scaleyboy.
“Kim, you better get in here,” Monique told her after reading the headline on the university’s journalism site. Someone’s video of the Bueno Nacho showdown was posted below.
“What’s the sitch, Monique?” Kim asked.
“The entire student body knows about you and Ron,” she told her. “Listen to this: ‘According to multiple sources present during the altercation, it’s not splitsville for Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable. If you’re not in the know, the two have been best friends since meeting in pre-school. The two became more than friends at their junior prom, later going back to being just friends in their sophomore year of college. Now, in their senior year, the two had started dating other people, which seems to have led to this final split. From the argument, nobody could quite tell who was at fault, but most are saying that Ron was unnecessarily harsh.’”
“Oh my gosh,” was all Kim could muster, her hand held to her mouth.
“Wait, there’s more and it’s not good,” Monique informed her. “They said that they managed to get a quote from Bonnie Rockwaller who has known you two since kindergarten.”
“Great, what does it say?” Kim asked.
“It says, and I quote, ‘Everyone knows that Stoppable is a loser. Thank God she’s coming to her senses and being a real head cheerleader. He did nothing but bring her cool factor down.’” Monique finished. “This isn’t good at all.”
“Has Ron read this yet?” asked Kim with worry.
“Not that I know of,” Monique replied. “Why? What are you gonna do?”
“I need to talk to him,” Kim explained, “but first, I need to find Bonnie.”
“Oh, this I gotta see,” Monique slipped her flip-flops on, following Kim to the parking lot.
From afar, Kim could see Bonnie running her mouth to Ron who had just got in his car, slamming the door hard before driving away. Monique looked on a couple feet away from where Kim now stood with Bonnie.
“What did you say to him just now?” Kim asked her.
“That you’re better off without him, duh,” Bonnie smirked. “I may have said something else, but I just can’t remember.”
Monique was awaiting Kim’s rebuttal, but instead heard a loud smack.
“Oh my damn!” Monique exclaimed when Kim walked away from Bonnie and towards her. “I was wondering when you were gonna snap on her, girl.”
“It’s not like she hasn’t had it coming,” Kim replied. “That felt good.” The two of them walked over to Kim’s car. “Now to find Ron.”
“Do you even know if he’s home?” Monique asked.
“He’s not,” was all Kim said as she settled into the driver’s seat. She continued to speak to Monique through the rolled down window. “He’s at the old treehouse.”
“And you know this…how?” she asked.
“I just do,” Kim assured her. “We’ll talk later.”
Ron wasn’t having the greatest day…in fact, he was pretty sure it was the worst day of his life. He had ended things with Cheyenne the morning after the Bueno Nacho fiasco, saw how he and Kim ended up making local headlines, received phone calls from his parents and Kim’s, and lastly, had to listen to Bonnie’s trash talking. His ronunicator began furiously beeping.
“Wade, what’s wrong? Is Kim alright?” he asked, still worried that something awful had befallen her.
“Oh, Kim’s fine, believe me,” Wade laughed. “You gotta see this footage taken after you left school.” A video was displayed on the screen, and Ron watched as Kim confronted Bonnie, gasping in shock when he saw Kim’s hand connect with Bonnie’s face with a loud smack.
“What is happening!?” Ron asked in a panic.
“I don’t know, but I thought you should see,” Wade told him, still laughing. “Gotta go. We’ll talk soon.”
The sounds of creaking from the ladder below alerted him, causing him to grab his slingshot. As soon as he saw a hand, he shot it, the rock just missing the auburn head of hair.
“Hey!” Kim exclaimed, ducking.
“KP?” he asked with surprise.
“I brought Bueno Nacho,” she told him, holding up the bag once she was safely inside. “Can we talk?”
“Yeah, I think we should,” he agreed. “You really gave a Bonnie what she had coming.”
“Oh God, you saw that?” she asked.
“Wade showed me someone’s video of it,” Ron told her.
“Okay, well you need to sit up and let me sit beside you, or else I’m gonna eat your nacos,” Kim teased.
“Those are fightin’ words, KP, you wouldn’t dare,” he challenged her, a slight smile appearing on his face that he was trying not to show.
“Was that a smile?” she asked, sitting beside him.
“No,” he lied.
“Well, before you get these nacos, you need to tell me why you acted so harshly,” Kim told him. “Ron, if I did something wrong, I have no idea what it was.”
“I overheard you and Monique talking about why exes stay exes,” he confessed. “Though now I’m sure I misunderstood.”
“Ron, we weren’t talking about you,” Kim assured him, a hand on his back. “We were discussing Monique’s ex.”
“That makes sense,” he told her. “That guy was a jerk.”
“Mhmm,” Kim agreed. “Ron, I’d never say things like that about you. Don’t you know me at all?”
“I’m sorry, KP,” he told her. “I’m really sorry.”
“I’m sorry too.” Kim wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight.
“It’s okay, we’re okay,” she spoke softly, her fingers tangled up in his trademark messy hair. This was it. She needed to tell him. It was now or never. “I’m still in love with you, Ron.” It was said in a whisper. “I love you.”
“For real?” he asked, looking into her green eyes.
“For real,” she confirmed. “Look, I’m taking a huge risk here, cause I’m not even sure if you feel the same, but—mmph!“
Kim’s eyes closed contently, reveling in the feel of his lips on hers. God, how she missed being with him like this; the soft but passionate kisses, one hand in her hair and the other around her waist, his essential Ron-ness. Their foreheads were pressed together when the kiss ended—she didn’t want it to end, already missing him.
“I love you too,” he confessed, slightly out of breath. “I never stopped.”
She tried to blink back her tears, but they fell anyways. The only difference between last night and now is that Ron wiped them away.
“What if we screw this up again?” she asked. “I mean, I finally figured out what went wrong last time, but there’s other ways of messing things up.”
“What did you figure out?” he asked curiously.
“After being so used to being in a relationship, it’s like we didn’t maintain the actual friendship itself, so we allowed insecurities to keep us from confiding in each other,” she explained. “That’s easily remedied. I just can’t help but feel like there was more to it than that.”
“There was,” he admitted.
“What haven’t you told me?” she inquired.
“I guess it’s pretty stupid now, but I always felt like I needed you more than you needed me,” Ron told her. “Being without you was kind of like only having half a heart, and it just seemed like you were totally fine; whole and intact.”
“You really felt that way? All these years?” she asked. “Ron, I always need you. I’m sorry if it never seemed like it. I’m not the best at showing my vulnerabilities.”
“You can be vulnerable with me, KP, always,” he assured her.
“I need you for support,” she told him, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “and love.” Another kiss was pressed to his lips. “I need your unintentionally romantic words, and your cheery disposition. I always need some Ronshine in my life. I need you on my worst days, to comfort me and care for me, just as I do for you. Most importantly, I just need you because of who you are.”
“I think I need to kiss you again,” he smiled, moving in closer, their lips just a breath away, but he reached around her to grab the Bueno Nacho bag. He laughed when he saw her jaw drop in disbelief.
“You did not just do that,” she remarked.
“What? I wanted my nacos,” he replied.
“I see how it is,” she teased, “you love those nacos more than the girl who got them for you.”
Neither realized how bad things had gotten…at least, not until the bickering became constant. Their latest argument had been the final straw.
“What are we doing?” Kim asked. “Look at us—all we ever do is fight anymore.”
“Funny how we didn’t realize it until now,” Ron replied. “What are we gonna do, KP?”
“I don’t know,” she answered. “Everything’s so different now. It’s like, now that we’re used to being in a relationship rather than just being friends, we don’t communicate as well.”
“Because we’re scared to ruin anything, even though all the miscommunication has only led to fights,” Ron explained.
“Yeah, that,” Kim agreed. “I miss my best friend. We used to tell each other everything without fear.”
“I miss my best friend too,” he admitted.
“Maybe we should—“ they spoke in unison, stopping mid-sentence when they realized.
“I don’t want to break up.” Kim’s eyes welled up with tears as she went to sit beside him.
“I know; neither do I, KP,” he replied, holding her close. “But maybe it’s for the best…ya know, try to get back to how we used to be.”
“Do you really think it’s possible?” she asked, her voice wavering from the tears she cried.
“Anything’s possible for a Possible,” Ron teased. This lightened up the tension, causing them to both laugh, if only for a moment.
“So, I guess that’s that,” Kim sighed. Nothing was said for a short while until she spoke up again. “Well, I, uh, have a big test to study for.”
They both got up off of Ron’s bed. He followed her to the door, ready to close it once she left. Of course, he should’ve known she’d surprise him one last time. As soon as she crossed over the threshold, Kim stopped in her tracks, turned toward him, and threw her arms around him. He hugged her back just as tightly, neither wanting to truly let go. Kim had stepped back first.
“I love—I mean, sweet dreams,” she stammered.
“I love—I mean, sweet dreams too,” he smiled sadly.
And then, the door was closed—both literally and figuratively.
Author’s Note: I know...how terrible, how horrible of me to write such a thing. The rest of the story takes place two years after this scene, so expect some humor, a lot of feels, and misunderstandings.
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Book Review:
There’s a possibility of a few or more spoilers than it should be in this review… but let’s see…
So okay, I definitely liked this book. I didn’t expect Tess to be with a Hockey player I was for sure she was…
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