Author's Note: I love Wednesday's. They make me happy when skies are gray. Then again, so does reviews. I suppose I'm easily pleased by small seemingly insignificant things. Enjoy.
Chapter Three: Balancing act.
"It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us."
Shego entered her home after another boring night at work. She was sure that if she filed her nails down anymore she wouldn't have any. They'd begun growing more rapidly than they had the past few days and were annoying her.
The raven haired woman greeted Jacob and moved deeper into the room, ignoring her bedroom, she went straight to the shower. Even though she hadn't done anything but sit on her ass and chat it up with Kim Possible she felt the need to take one.
That night the two girls had first had together after Kim's accident became something of a nightly occurrence. Whether Shego stayed for thirty minutes or several hours they were sure to make time for each other.
Tonight was a bit different, a turning point in their 'friendthingy' as Shego so lovingly referred to it as. They spoke about many different topics and Shego even managed to get the other girl to admit she would miss her if she were to be away for a long time. What made this night so much more particular than the others was a small simple action from the small redhead.
Kim had given Shego her phone number. The raven haired girl had stared at the piece of paper Kim slipped to her when she left, much to the redhead's amusement.
"It's just a number," Kim had told her teasingly. "It's not going to transform into something else."
Kim had been wrong. It had transformed into something else. It took their 'friendthingy' to a whole different level, a more personal level in Shego's opinion. Even if she hadn't given Kim the number to her own cellular device. The lines of communication between the two opened immensely with this simple action.
She washed off quickly and got out of the shower. Wrapping herself in her robe she exited the bathroom and entered her bedroom for the first time since she'd been home. Closing the door she quietly she pulled out something to wear and prepared to get dressed.
"Is breakfast ready?" A voice from the bed behind her asked.
"No," Shego said, drying off. "It's three in the morning."
"Come here," Neelam said sitting up. Shego complied with Neelam's demand. The tone in which the older woman spoke to her didn't even faze her anymore. She was use to it.
She pulled back the sheets and moved over giving Shego the warm half of the bed.
The raven haired girl pulled off her robe and slid between the sheets.
She sighed contently as she felt Neelam's lips trail over her naked flesh. It seemed she was breakfast, which didn't bother her very much.
What did bother her was while her girls hands drifted lower and lower her thoughts weren't on Neelam. They were on a certain redhead that probably lay sleeping in her own bed at that moment.
"Where ever your mind is," Neelam whispered giving her a hard nip on the delicate skin between Shego's neck and her shoulder. "It not being here will definitely get you into a position you don't want to be in."
Shego turned her head to make eye contact with her girlfriend.
" What would you do if I went to prison?" Shego asked. "You know, for a long time."
"Get a new rich girlfriend." Neelam answered honestly. "There's nothing else I could do."
"Would you even care?" Shego inquired raising up and resting on her elbows.
"What is this twenty-one questions?" Neelam huffed.
"I just want to know if my girlfriend would give a damn if I disappeared for months at a time." Shego responded in an annoyed fashion.
"Watch your tone." Neelam told her.
"Answer my question." Shego said ignoring her demand. She didn't care about the potential ramification of this action.
"Samantha..." Neelam said now visibly becoming angry.
"Just say 'no', it's not that hard to tell me the truth," The raven haired girl pressured.
The hand that struck Shego connected with such force that it sent the younger female over the side of the bed. Her head connected with the hard wooden bedside table before she hit the floor.
"Dammit," She cursed. The tight grip she felt on her hair did nothing to stop her spinning world.
"I don't know why you make me do these things." Shego heard the other woman say before her head was rammed into their carpet covered floor. "If you'd just be a good girl and do as you're told we wouldn't have this problem."
Shego heard Jacob growling and clawing at the door trying to get inside. She didn't know why she closed the door in the first place. She always left it open.
"Only a dog could be so loyal to such a fuck up," Neelam hissed. She released the raven haired woman's hair and wiped the blood that had accumulated on her hand from Shego's head on their bedding.
"Now clean this place up. I want dinner by six thirt." With that the other woman was gone.
Shego felt the cool air that blew across her as Neelam opened the door and left. Jacob came over and sniffed her a few times, giving her a few licks of affection.
Shego reached out for the dog and he laid beside her, snuggling against her naked form to provide her some warmth.
Kim's morning was very different than her new friend Samantha's.
She woke up to an amazing smelling breakfast and bounded down the stairs like a happy kid on Christmas morning.
"You've been in a genuinely good mood lately." Anne Possible said. "Waking up with a smile on your face, birds chirping a song just for you, the sun only rising because you decided it was time for the day."
"That's right," Kim grinned sitting down in between the two twins who were focusing on their gaming devices. "You know the world revolves around me."
"Sure it does Kimmiecub." James Possible said sitting down at his place at the table.
"Don't lie to her dad," Tim said.
"She's conceited enough." Jim added.
"Now boys don't kill your sisters good morning."
"You two are such haters." Another voice that didn't belong to a Possible added in.
Ron brought another chair over to the table and squeezed in forcing Jim to scoot over.
"Good morning, Ronald." Anne said, bringing food to the table."
"Morning Mrs. Doctor P."
"Don't you have a home?" Jim asked.
"With parents and a sister of your own?" Tim snickered.
"That's enough boys," James said. "Ron's always welcome here."
"Too welcome," Tim said to be a jerk.
"Stuff it Tweeb." Kim told him.
"Time to put the haterade away. Okay?" Ron said adding a pancake to his plate. "Ready to go back to school KP?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." She said, adding food to her own plate.
"You've missed out on a few things since you've been away but not as much as you normally would have since Bonnie's been handling a lot of everything for you."
"I thought you and Bonnie weren't on good terms." James said.
"Oh no Dad," Jim said. "They're on very good terms."
"Very very good terms." Tim butted in.
"That's enough," James warned for the last time.
"Why don't you two go find something better to do than to harass your sister." Anne said
"I didn't know there was something better." Jim said.
"Go," Anne told them.
"But breakfast."
"Take some to go." She told them. They huffed and took their plates of food into the kitchen.
Kim and Ron held in laughs. It wouldn't be appropriate from them to laugh at that point in time, but they'd definitely get it in later.
"Where's the rodent?" James asked.
"Asleep," Ron said. "He's a late riser."
"Lucky him." Anne said.
Breakfast passed with a little chit chat before everyone was off to their respective destinations.
"Try to avoid saving the world for a little longer." James told Kim as he walked her to the door. Ron and the twins were already outside waiting for her.
"I can't promise anything." Kim said.
"Why don't you invite Bonnie over for dinner," James suggested. "She's just as welcome over here as Ron."
"What would give you the idea Bonnie would want to come over here?" Kim asked.
"I'm a rocket scientist, Kimmiecub."
"Bonnie has no correlation to rocket science."
"Rocket science, birds an the bees, raising kids," James said. "They're all associated somehow."
"I would ask you to connect the dots for me but I've got school." Kim said exiting the house.
Her parents, well at least her father, wasn't as unaware of things as she figured he was. If he knew, then she was almost certain her mother knew. Her father wasn't one to think before he spoke about certain things.
The ride to school was short, her brothers in the backseat still playing their games as Ron rambled on about some winter dance their school was having.
"We're suppose to have it with another school," He said. "Which school they haven't revealed yet."
"How many other high schools are there close to Middleton?"
"Three I guess," Ron said. "Upperton, Lowerton, and..."
"That private all girls school." Tim said. "Do they count?"
"I don't think a private school would mix a function with a public school." Jim said. "Even if the girls are totally hot."
"I wonder what school Sam goes to..." Kim wondered aloud.
"Who's Sam?" Ron asked. "Do I know her?"
"No," Kim said shaking her head. "She's this really shy girl I know."
Ron shrugged as they pulled up to the school.
It was around six thirty when Shego finally decided she'd spent enough time laying next to Jacob on the floor. Neelam had left long ago and the raven haired girl needed to get ready for school.
She winced as pulled her head away from the carpet. Dry blood connected her wound with the carpeting. She hadn't cared at the time but now she realized it was an extremely bad idea. The carpets pulled away the dry blood and it started flowing freshly again. She'd probably need stitches again but wasn't going to waste her time getting them.
She opened her closet and pulled out a school uniform. Why she even went to school was beyond her, but she told herself that she should at least have a high school diploma just in case on the off chance, she did get bored enough to pick up college as a hobby.
She put on her underwear and pulled on the plaid black, gray and yellow skirt to her uniform. She laid the shirt on her bed and entered the bathroom. She was almost certain she wouldn't be able to hide all the bruises that had formed this time. They were to dark to cover up with make up.
She sighed and wondered why she hadn't just kept her mouth shut. Neelam was right. She had been asking for it.
"You chose this," Shego told her reflection.
Jacob watched as his master talked to herself from the bathroom doorway.
She tried to cover the bruises as best she could hiding the large gash with her hair and the budding shiner she had with sunglasses.
Her teachers were so use to her wearing sunglasses to class they stopped arguing with her to take them off.
Shego heard her door open and close but wasn't worried by this fact. She knew who it was and wasn't surprised when her guest found her shirtless in the bathroom.
"I thought you would have been long gone by now," Joy said before she got a good look at the younger woman. "She sure did a number on you this time."
"Tell me about it," Shego groaned. "If I'd just learn to shut the fuck up I wouldn't have half the problems I do."
Joy frowned.
"Have you lost your mind?" The old woman asked. "Is that the bullshit she's knocking into you?"
"Not now," Shego said. "Can you get the carpet cleaned for me before she gets home?"
"Of course I can." She replied. "Jake needs a walking I take it."
Shego nodded on her way out of the bathroom.
She pulled on her pale yellow uniform shirt and tucked it in. She wasn't like the other girls at her school that wore their uniforms incorrectly.
"Try not to run into her if you can avoid it," Shego told Joy. "I know how you like to give her a piece of your mind."
"I can't make any promises." Joy said.
"I'm not asking you to." Shego said. She slid on her shoes and followed Joy into the living room. She picked up her back pack, located her uniform hat and gathered her sweater.
"Be a good boy for Joy," Shego stooped down and hugged Jacob, giving him a kiss on the nose she stood and bid Joy a good day.
"You're so spoiled," Joy said to the dog watching as his owner disappeared down the stairwell.
People that didn't know Shego gave her a funny look when she exited the hotel and went to locate her car. She huffed, was it so hard to believe she lived there and paid something akin to what normal people called rent.
She pulled out of the garage and took her time getting to school she was nearly there when a familiar brunette pulled up next to her at a red light.
"Staying out of trouble I see," Betty Director pretended she was interested in her rear view mirror.
"Something like that," Shego said.
"Sunglasses this early in the morning?" the older woman asked.
"Yeah, it's pretty bright out isn't it?" Shego replied and Betty nodded. She knew better by now than to think Shego was just being strange.
"Have a good day at school." Betty called.
The light turned green and Shego pulled off.
Betty was more of a friend than the raven haired girl liked to think she was. Director always claimed Shego would be the downfall of her career but never gave up trying to keep the villainess out of prison. The Global Justice official shared the same view as Kim when it came to Shego and prison.
She pulled into an empty parking space and got out of her car.
Lauren was by her side in a second.
"We're having a student activities meeting today. We're meeting up with the guys from Middleton to get a final outline of the rules for this shindig."
"And I absolutely have to go?" Shego said. "Can I lie and say I have a doctors appointment."
"You're ASB president and never want to attend the meetings." Lauren scolded. "You're suppose to be setting an example for future leaders."
"Lauren, my Junior friend, you are next years president." Shego reminded her.
Lauren ignored her comment.
"It won't take that long and you'll get to skip out on sixth period."
"I like my sixth period." Shego said. "especially when Ms. Wanger is using the larger world map..."
"Don't be a pervert," Lauren said.
"Is it my fault my Environmental Science teacher is a hot twenty-eight year old? Shego asked. "I think not!"
"Ms. Wanger is not hot," Lauren argued. "She's average."
"Average and hot have nothing to do with each other." Shego said. "You'll understand once you hit puberty."
"Don't even go there." Lauren snapped. "Just because I don't think like a horny teenage boy doesn't mean I haven't hit puberty."
"Well that and you aren't into girls." Shego said.
"I hate you," was all she got in reply.
Kim tapped her pen against her desk as she tuned out her trigonometry teacher. His voice was the most boring thing Kim could have sworn she'd ever heard. When the bell rang she was nearly the first to scamper out of class. Happy to finally be given the chance to stretch her legs.
"Don't try to slip off to that bullshit art class of yours." Bonnie laughed from behind her.
"Why does everyone find the need to make fun of my art class." Kim asked, grasping Bonnie's hand with her own.
"You can't draw to save your life, Babe." Bonnie said.
"How do you know?"
"I've seen your 'works of art'." Bonnie said putting emphasis on her words with air quotes.
"For once I agree with Ms. Bitch." Monique entered their conversation as she flanked Kim's right side.
"Why is every position in activities filled with your friends?" Bonnie asked Kim.
Bonnie spent a lot of her energy blocking out everything Monique had to say. She often told Kim just the sound of the other girls voice made her cringe. When the two weren't ignoring each other, they were arguing. It made Kim not want to be around them both at the same time if she could avoid it.
"What can I say?" Kim answered. "They need lives too."
"I have a life," Monique said. "If it wasn't for thespians I wouldn't be on ASB."
"What do you do anyway?" Bonnie said. "Your position serves no purpose."
"You aren't even in ASB!" Monique pointed out. "What loser attends all the meetings and isn't even an officer."
"As cheerleading captain I'm required to go."
"Is she still living in the delusional world were she is on top of the pyramid?" Monique asked Kim.
The redhead shook her head. She'd learned her lesson a long time ago about jumping into Bonnie and Monique's quarrels.
"Don't try and drag her into this." Bonnie growled.
"Will you two just cut it out please?" Kim asked. "My position on ASB is the only one that matters anyway."
"Fine be your own secretary then." Felix said rolling up behind them.
"Oh, Felix don't act all butt hurt," Bonnie said. "You don't see Monique having a problem being useless."
"Go fuck yourself," Monique snapped. "That's what's wrong with you. Kim apparently isn't doing her job."
"Like that's suppose to hurt coming from the sexually confused black girl," Bonnie retorted
"Ladies!" Kim yelled. "That's enough."
"How do you deal with these two?" Felix asked Kim. "It's one cat fight after another."
"A good pair of ear plugs and telling them to shut up about every ten minutes works wonders." Kim said. "Gives them enough time to get some of the negative energy out."
"Stop talking about us like we aren't here." Bonnie told Kim.
"We wish you weren't."
"Moni'…" Kim began.
"Fine." The other girl said. "I'll meet you in the library."
"That's where the meeting is?" Kim asked Bonnie.
"You're a terrible president." Felix said with a laugh. "We could be the useless ASB triforce."
"I'll only officially join if we get patches for our jackets." Kim said. "And they have to look cool."
"Like I'd design anything else." Monique said before leaving.
"See you in a few," Felix told Kim, taking off after Monique.
"He's such a cute little puppy," Bonnie said.
"You need to be nice to my friends." Kim said. "If I can't hang out with them and you at the same time I'll be forced to try and make enough time for everyone."
They made their way to Bonnie's sixth period. Kim could be a little late. They wouldn't start the meeting without her.
"I can't get along with Monique." Bonnie said. "Her mere presence drives me to say something rude. What am I suppose to do when the first name out of her mouth for me is Ms. Bitch?"
"Laugh?" Kim offered. "If I wouldn't get cussed out for it I totally would have."
"Kim."
"I'll talk to her," The redhead promised. "If and only if you come to dinner tonight."
"At your house?" Bonnie asked. "With your odd parents and the terrible two?"
"Yes," Kim said. "and I think my dad would be insulted if you didn't show up."
"Why would he care?"
"He wanted me to invite you." Kim said. "You can't be my girlfriend and completely avoid my family."
"Are you trying to guilt trip me, Possible?"
"Just say you'll come."
"I'll come."
"Awesome," Kim said leaning over and giving Bonnie a kiss as they stopped in front of the brunettes last class. "Dinners at seven."
Shego and Lauren sat together in the library of Middleton high across from two boys from their brothering school. She didn't really know what to expect from this meeting. All that was for sure is the two schools needed to find common ground on some of the rules regarding the dance, the differences between public schools rules and private school rules were vast.
The door to the library opened and two people Shego instantly recognized entered the room.
"Hey there," Monique greeted as they walked over to the table. "I'm Monique."
"Lauren," She said making introductions. "and this is Samantha."
"Felix," The wheelchair bound boy announced.
They made introductions with the two boys and sat down to wait.
"Are we expecting someone else?" One of the boys asked.
"Our president," Felix answered. "Ten dollars she bailed."
"If this was something like an AV meeting I'd totally take that bet." Monique replied.
"Your president likes to skip out on you too?" Lauren asked looking at Shego while shaking her head.
Shego scoffed.
"That's right Lauren, talk about me as if I'm not here."
"I planned on it."
Monique and Felix turned to look at each other. "Samantha's" voice sounded oddly familiar. They just wished she wasn't wearing the sunglasses.
The conversation came to a halt as the library door opened again and in came the redhead they'd been waiting for.
"Yes people there's no need to fear," Kim said making some outlandish hero stance. "Kim Possible is here."
"You shouldn't rip catch phrases from cartoon dogs." Shego told the redhead.
"And you shouldn't wear sunglasses in poorly lit rooms." Kim told the other girl.
"Point taken," Shego said.
Kim came over and greeted the three people in the room she didn't know.
"So what schools are you guys from." Monique asked.
"Bosco and Lillian." Lauren asked. "They're sibling private schools."
"Sibling?" Felix asked.
"Boys. Girls." Shego answered simply.
"So lets get these rules to a nice medium shall we?" Monique proposed with a smile.
