My beautiful readers, it has been far too long since I've been gone. I hope you all can once more enjoy this journey in the lives of our favorite hero and villain and their crazy shananigins. I will be fixing up changes and stuff that didn't really needed to be added. So just be patient as I fix my 17 year old me's mistakes and misprints. But I promise the fluff and the drama will stay the same.
Chapter One: August
The small brunette walks through the crowded halls of Middleton High. The girl sighs and keeps walking, making her way through the teenagers. It was her first time here, she feels like an outcast, which, in reality, she should be used to. The girl was always a loner in her schools. She was lost in thought, until someone walked…well…ran, straight into her, knocking her on her bum.
"Hey! Watch it!" She winces as she picks up her books.
"S-Sorry…" She mumbles, looking up at the person.
"Whoa…uh…no, my fault, totally my fault." The girl blinks, it was another girl with black hair and green eyes. She kneels in front of the smaller girl, helping her pick up the books and papers. The stranger wasn't all that bad looking…her face looked smooth, her cheeks were not pale, but they weren't a rosy red either. The taller girl offers a small smile, tilting her head to the side.
"Hi…man, I'm sorry, I should've watched where I was going."
"No, no it's okay-" She takes the smaller girl's hand.
"Let me make it up to you, where's your class?" She asks.
"Um…AP Biology." was the answer. Both girls stand and the girl takes note of the stranger's height. She was at least 5'8, if not taller. Her shoulders were broad, her curves…were perfect.
"Say, what's your name again?" She asked.
"O-Oh, its Jasmine, but everyone calls me Jazzy."
"Jasmine…mine's Issy, short for Isabella." She said proudly. Jazzy smiles.
"Okay, Issy." The bell rang. Issy looks at Jazzy and takes her hand.
"Come on!" The girls take off sprinting. As soon as the tardy bell rang, Issy had gotten Jazzy to her class.
"It was nice to meet you! Hope to see you around! Gotta jet!" Issy calls as she takes off down the hall, making it to her class before the teacher shut the door. Jasmine grins, shaking her head.
The end of the day rolls around quickly and Jasmine throws her bag over her shoulder, walking out of the building.
"Jaz!" She looked over and saw Issy running towards her.
"Why hello Issy." The brunette says, tucking her hair behind her ear. The dark headed beauty offers her a charming grin.
"Do you have a ride home?" She asks, looking around as the last of the kids either get on their buses, or get in their parents cars. Jazzy shakes her head.
"No, my mom works kinda late, but its not to far of a walk." She says with a small shrug of her shoulders. Issy frowns and she holds her arm out.
"Here, the least I can do is walk the pretty, new girl home." She grins. Jazzy feels her cheeks light up a light pink and she giggles.
"Well...if you insist." She says, hooking her arm around Issy's. The two make their way into town, like Jazzy said, her house wasn't too far from the school, plus the weather was quite nice, letting the girls make a bit of small talk. Before too long, Jazzy is walking up the steps to the porch.
"Well…I'll see you tomorrow Isabella, thank you so much for walking me home." Jasmine says smiling.
"Please, just Issy." She said. The two locked eyes for a moment and the smaller girl blushes, looking away.
"Be safe going home." Jazzy whispers. Issy scoffs and she grins.
"Don't worry, I'll be okay." The brunette rolls her eyes at the confidence and she chuckles.
"Still, just be careful." Jazzy says again. Issy grins and she gives the brunette a mock salute.
"See you tomorrow, Princess." She says, making her way down the street, giving Jazzy one final wave. The smaller girl shakes her head smiling as she walks into her house, making sure to close the door behind her. She makes a beeline for the refrigerator, grabbing a water.
"Well, well, well, hey there Munchkin." The girl jumps, nearly choking on her water.
"Ah! Shego, dammit, you scared me!" She pouted and looked at the ex-villainess. Shego snickers, walking up to the smaller girl.
"Sorry squirt, couldn't help myself." Jazzy giggles softly and hugs the black haired vixen closely.
"I missed you She-She." Shego blushes, turning her head to the side.
"Yeah…yeah, you too, squirt." She said patting Jazzy's back.
"Will you make me food, pwease?" Shego rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, come on." She said.
On her way home, Issy couldn't help but think about the small brunette that she just walked home. A grin was stuck on her lips and she shakes her head. She was almost home, so she decides to run the rest of the way.
"She's the one." She whispers to herself, closing her eyes for a moment, picturing Jazzy's shy grin. A few minutes later, she arrives home, closing the door behind her and heading into the kitchen. She finds her mother, who was already making her favorite snack. Grilled cheese.
"Hello Momma." She greets the woman, leaning over and kissing her cheek.
"Well, well, what's made you so happy Issy?" The elder redhead asks, looking at her daughter.
"I found my girl Momma. I found her." She said grinning, sitting her backpack on one of the chairs as she fishes out her homework.
"I'm happy for you sweetheart, just be careful okay?" She says, offering her daughter a little bit of advice.
"So who's your girlie?" Issy turns her head and she grins at her older sister.
"Hey Kim, her name's Jasmine." She answers grinning stupidly. The world renowned hero gives her little sister a grin.
"I'm glad you found someone, so when can we meet her?" Kim asks, putting her arm around her mother's shoulders.
"Absolutely never." Issy said, narrowing her eyes. The two redheads giggle looking at each other before looking to Issy.
"Come on Issy! I wanna meet her." Kim whines, her face starting to form into her "puppy dog pout."
"Ah! Okay, okay! Jeez." Issy huffs, covering her eyes, "Later though, okay? I just met the girl Sis." She continues smiling. Kim grins, her olive eyes sparkling.
"Fair enough Is." Kim nods, ruffling Issy's hair.
Jazzy snickers as Shego attempts to balance three plates of home-cooked meals on her arms.
"Were you a waitress Shego?" She asks teasingly. Shego only smirks and shrugs nonchalantly
"For about a year." Jazzy giggles again, shaking her head. The two hear the door open and a soft, "I'm home" The brunette dashes out of the kitchen and runs into the foyer, tackling the newcomer in a bear hug.
"Momma!" A bell-like laughter rings in the air.
"Hello to you, too, Jasmine." Shego walks into the foyer, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed loosely over her chest.
"Glad you could make it Cyclops." She chuckles. The one eyed brunette, looks up, Jazzy still attached to her midsections. Betty looks tired, her white button up wrinkled and the jeans she wore looked worn.
"I had to go and change." She answers, keeping her arms wrapped around the small girl. Jasmine makes a soft noise, burying her face in the crook of her mother's neck.
"Let the woman go Jaz, she's gotta eat too." Jasmine pouts, looking up at the head of Global Justice.
"Momma, She-She's being mean." Betty let's out a soft laugh and she shakes her head.
"Don't mind her Jasmine, let's eat." The younger brunette giggled and bounded back into the kitchen. Shego smiled and looked at other woman,
"How've you been Betty?"
"Work was awful…Drakken got away again." She sighs. Shego tenses for a moment before beginning to relax.
"Do you know what he did to Jasmine?"
"Something genetically…but as far as we know, it isn't harmful. The effects might have showed up already if that was the case."
"If he comes here, I can't promise I won't kill him." The green skinned woman's lip curls up into a snarl.
"Easy Shego, we don't need murder on your plate too."
"I know...I'm just giving you a head's up." Shego says in a calm tone, looking at her nails.
"Naturally." The petite woman replies.
"Momma! She-She! I'm hungry! Come on!" The two women chuckle.
"We're coming, we're coming." Betty calls at they walk into the kitchen, she ruffles her daughter's hair affectionately, sitting next to her.
"How was school today Jazzy?" the older brunette asks as Shego set out their dinner. Jasmine only grins, taking a bite of her food,
"It was…good."
"Oh, that reminds me, who was that pretty girl who walked you home?" Shego questions, sitting on the other side of Jazzy, who was blushes a hot pink.
"That's Issy…she helped me out with classes and stuff today." She answers playing with her fork.
"Ohh, I see. Will I see her tomorrow?" Shego asks with a small smirk.
"No! I'm not introducing you to her! Not until later at least." Jazzy squeaks out, her cheeks puffed out lightly. The two elder woman laugh and Shego reaches over, ruffling Jazzy's hair.
"Okay kid, okay."
AN: Who can spot the differences?(;