Shut Up and Drive

    Kimberly gazed out the window of Mrs. Campbell's Oldsmobile. They were on their way to the airport. Kimberly was leaving for Miami today.
    It's too bad the others couldn't come along, she mused. But, of course, Zedd and Rita had to send a monster. I don't even get to say goodbye to Tommy. She touched the locket around her neck. Tommy had given it to her the night before, to remember, he had said. Like I could ever forget him.
    Kimberly firmly believed that there was one person out there for everyone, one person who was your true soul mate. In her mind, that person was Tommy. They had just clicked from the instant they met. They had weathered rough times and had suffered much more than any normal teenage couple would ever dream of suffering through. Kim had thought long and hard about leaving before making up her mind to do so. Tommy and I are solid. A few months apart won't hurt us, and when we're back together, we'll be stronger than ever, she thought.
    Even knowing that, she was still worried. Katherine Hilliard, her replacement as Pink Ranger, had shown interest in taking over some of Kim's other responsibilities. It was no secret that she liked Tommy. Kim just hoped that the feeling wasn't mutual.  I don't trust her, she thought. I mean, I know she'll do a good job as a Ranger to make up for the pain she caused, but when it comes to Tommy.... I trust him completely, but I don't trust that blonde Amazon.
    She took off her locket and held it in the palm of her hand. It was a beautiful, romantic present, and probably a lot more than Tommy could afford. The necklace had three strands of pearls held together with gold and pink beads, and the locket itself was heart shaped gold, a cut pink and gold stone affixed to the top half of the locket. Inside, the right half had a picture of the both of them. On the left, there was an inscription. It read: I love you, Kimberly, now and always. Tommy.
    Kim refastened the locket around her neck. I'll never take this off, she thought. Never.
    However, an old wives' tale wouldn't leave her mind: A man who gives you pearls will always make you cry...