A/N: Okay so since there's only two chapters left until the end of Story of My Life, I couldn't wait any longer. Here's the almost spoiler free first chapter of the sequel. The title of the story is from My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark by Fall Out Boy
Chapter 1
Didn't you promise?
The ginger girl was standing with her arms crossed in front of the television as the taller dark haired boy pulled the curtains closed before peeking out to make sure no one was able to see inside. Once the precautions were taken, he stepped forward next to the redhead and both of them stared down at the girl on the couch.
Isabel Lizewski was currently balancing a red wig on her knee and brushing stray strands of it before her attention was finally caught when the silence broke. "You made a promise," Jude finally said. Isabel looked up and shrugged her shoulders, trying not to look guilty. It wasn't her fault they'd caught her coming back in. But honestly, it wasn't her fault that the guy three blocks back was dealing drugs to kids and seriously deserved a visit from Firecracker.
"Don't shrug at me, Isabel. You told me that if you stayed here, you would forget about this whole superhero thing." "It's hard to forget something that was part of your life and changed you so much," was the brunette's response. The red head pursed her lips and held up a hand to stop Jude from sassing back. "Did you truly expect her to keep her promise for the whole summer?" Cecelia cocked her head to the side and looked up at her boyfriend.
There was a pause in which one could almost hear the cogs turning in Jude's head before he finally let out a huff and shook his head. "No." "Right, then I guess I shouldn't tell Cece about Jackal, then?" Isabel blinked innocently and Jude grinded his teeth as the shorter girl's expression grew serious.
The things Isabel had learned from living with the two of them for a little over a month and a half were many. One of the most important things was to always knock on the door before entering any room and another was to not touch any of Cecelia's things because the tiny girl had a raging Irish temper underneath her usually calm demeanor.
"Jude." "Okay so I maybe went out once…" "Once?" Isabel scoffed. "Okay, twice…ten times at most!" Jude tried tirelessly to cover his own ass but the girl wasn't buying it. "You went out on patrols?" She hissed at him and Isabel went to get up from the couch. Cecelia rounded on her and pointed a finger at her. "Oh no. You're not going anywhere either! You two...mostly you!" She directed this glare at Isabel, who threw her arms in the air.
"Why me?" She questioned. "You're the one who put the idea in his head!" "You're the one who wants to be like that little girl that was dressed in purple." Jude muttered under his breath and Cecelia's cheeks went red as she sucked in a deep breath and rubbed her temples.
Isabel stood there for a moment. Feeling both bad that she'd caused her best friend and his girlfriend to argue, and awkward stuck between the two of them. A smirk slowly appeared on her face. "So, you think you want to be like Hit Girl, huh?" She raised an eyebrow as both of them turned their attention to her with confused expressions on their faces. "Well, you know. Firecracker can always use a couple good sidekicks," she grinned.
There was a second's pause before Jude looked down expectantly at his girlfriend who let out a sigh before shaking her head. "Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I don't get out of bed in the morning for sidekick status," both of her friends stared at her until the red headed girl finally let out a quiet grunt and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Fine, if only to keep him from getting himself killed, I swear I-"
And the rest of her protest was drowned out by the loud chatter of the other two who were going on about possibilities.
Isabel should have known that children shouldn't get involved in things like that. But some mistakes are made to be repeated.