“It’s not exactly hate. I treat you that way because…”Kim turned her head so she could see Bonnie’s face. She was expressionless and staring up at the ceiling.
Kim waited for a few seconds and then prodded. “Because?”
Bonnie mumbled something unintelligible.
“I couldn’t hear that.”
“Because I’m jealous, all right?”
Kim was stunned. She didn’t know what she had been expecting, but that certainly wasn’t it. “Jealous? Of me? But why? You’re the most popular girl in the school. You’re dating the captain of the football team. I don’t even have a boyfriend at all.”
“Big deal. So I’m queen of one high school.”
“You were queen of those metal girls too,” Brick said.
Bonnie stared at him. “Huh? What the hell are you talking about?”
“I think he’s talking about when the bebes made you their queen.”
“Those crazy fucking robots? That was all your doing anyway. You were the one who told them I should be their queen. The point is that I’m queen of one high school, one out of thousands across the country. People all over the world know who you are. You have your own fucking TV show, for christ’s sake!”
Bonnie gave a sigh of exasperation. “It started the day we met, when you tried out for the cheerleading squad in eighth grade. I was tired of watching girls try out by then and gave you a routine that I thought was impossible, but it didn’t faze you at all. And then you took over leadership of the squad in no time.”
Kim didn’t speak for a moment. “Jeez, Bonnie, I don’t do it to spite you. It’s called competition, ya know?”
“Yeah, I know. It’s just frustrating. I do my best but I can’t come anywhere close to you.”
Kim realized that she had stopped diddling Bonnie and started up again. “Well, what do you want me to do? Slack off? Let people beat me on purpose?”
“No, I’m not that shallow. That would be pointless.” She smacked Kim’s pussy. “Don’t worry about it. Things have changed anyway. I’m not as pissed at you as I used to be.”
Kim looked at her in surprise. “Really? Seems to me you been meaner the last year and a half than ever before.”
Bonnie grinned. “Think back. When did that start?”
“Huh? I don’t know. I’d have to look at my diary to get a timetable for our battles.”
“When you do, you might find that the increased hostility coincides with the start of the Kim Possible TV show.”
Kim nodded her head. “You already said you were pissed about the show.”
“Envious, yes. I was truly hostile the first few weeks of production. But I soon realized that the show was a benefit for me too. Since you and I fought so much, I got a lot of airtime. Because of that, I have made a shitload of contacts in the entertainment industry. I even get fucking fanmail! True, a lot of it is from wannabe bitches who see me as a role model and parents who think I’m a shitty role model, but still, people across the country know who I am now. And I owe that to you. So rather than be angry at you, I decided to climb aboard the Kim Possible gravy train.”
Kim looked at her in confusion. “So if you aren’t mad at me any more, why do you still dump on me so much?”
“Because that’s my established role. Monique is your buddy. I’m the nemesis, the bully, the antagonist. Well, secondary antagonist. Those weirdos you fight are the main ones. Anyway, if I started being nice to you, there would be no conflict and I would just be one of the herd at school. Which would be the end of the show for me. So I started treating you worse than ever.”
Kim’s jaw dropped. “I don’t fucking believe this! You are saying that all the shit you give me is play-acting?”
“It is now. Didn’t used to be.”
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