A/N: This is not very long I am afraid but this story will start moving along now that I have my laptop back.
New Friends
Two months had passed since I gave up being Shego. My name is Shannon Liebgott teen councillor. Thanks to global justice plastic surgery, I now look just like any other twenty five year old Jewish girl.
Even though my new life was wonderful, one part of my daily routine was always difficult. Each morning I saw Kimmie walking out of her house when I left for work.
Every morning Stoppable would give me thumbs up as he and Kimmie walked to school. I had long past earned the blonde haired man's trust. As he had put it, I was the coolest councillor he had ever had.
With Ron rooting for me, I think I might actually have a chance. I have to admit that being a councillor is fun. It is quite rewarding seeing the look on kid's faces when I have truly been a help to them.
My greatest achievement occurred in Bonnie Rockwaller.
All I knew about the girl had been stories from Stoppable. None of these made her look good.
The cheerleader would have never graced my door had I not met her in what she thought was her sanctuary.
Bonnie had a secret that no one else at Middleton High knew, Bonnie was a Jew.
Having just reaffirmed my faith I began attending Shabbat services every week. I noticed that not many kids attended synagogue, even Ron whose whole identity revolved around his Jewish heritage rarely observed Shabbat.
It was there in synagogue that I first met Miss Rockwaller.
Because no one else at her school attended, Bonnie felt like it was the only place that she could be herself.
She was cold the first time I met her but I kept persisting. Every Friday night I walked in and found a seat right next to her.
Eventually she began opening up to me. Little by little, I have gotten to know the real Bonnie.
She was a smart kid with a bright future ahead of her.
She told me that her father wanted her to go to south western and study to become a Doctor. Bonnie however wanted to go to NYU to study economics ironically enough.
I had to laugh, my ancestor were Norwegian and thus did not share the Yiddish penchant for financial aptitude.
After gaining Bonnie's friendship I began seeing her in my office more and more.
She even convinced me to become the cheerleading sponsor.
This was not just a way for the two of us to spend more time together but also a ploy by her and Ron to get Kimmie and me closer.
To be honest I liked that the one time enemies were trying to help.
The problem was Kimmie did not seem to notice.