Maybe.

( she misses her friends, sometimes. misses them something fierce in those rare moments where she lets herself think about home. her family, though, she can do without. not disappointing her parents on a daily basis is something kimberly's considering a positive change, anyway. but... trini, and zack, and jason, and billy. she misses them. she wonders, sometimes, if she's selfish for staying. )

I mean, going home is kind of a shit hand, right? Like, what am I going to do? Get stuck in Angel Grove for the rest of my life because I got turned into a superhero? ( there's that selfish bitterness, bubbling up again. she can't quite repress it here with clary, now that they're talking about it, so the words just flows out. ) I'm never going to get to leave. I'm going to be stuck there doing karate chops on alien bad guys for my whole fucking life, and all I ever wanted to do was get out.

( talk about rotten luck. )

At least here... I can do what I want, you know?