Not so committed? anymore

Rain was falling down from the gray clouds above, and fast. It was the perfect setting for a crime to set place, yet everything was calm outside, the wildest thing occurring was the party going on in an abandoned old legal building. College students and older adults are crowded into the place, no identification for anyone, just two dancing feet and a taste for a loud band to blast out their eardrums. Everyone was having a good time, it seemed like everyone was having a good time at least. One woman for sure was not having a good time, seeing that she was basically stranded sitting in a corner waited for her friends to show up again.

'Abandoned, again. I knew Becca would manage to "accidentally" bump into Oliver, but Honey...gosh that girl just loves showing off how she can "handle" a man. Everyone knows she's just boy crazy' Helen was murmuring to herself, her voiced drowned out by the extremely loud music from the band. Not only was she forced to wear these short shorts, hating to show off her large thighs, but she actually had to wear some cheap makeup and smelly perfume. At least Helen thought it was smelly, it really wasn't. The fact was Helen hated putting on an act to attract people. Whether it was for a man or a woman. So there the auburn-haired goddess was, sitting in a chair she dragged to the corner of the building away from the "dance" floor. She was beginning to hate this place.

The truth was Helen barely found places like this "fun". She'd much rather be outside right now playing in the rain with Robert, she enjoyed a bit of roughhousing. Trying not to even think about him she hadn't notice the guy suddenly sitting next to her trying to create some sort of conversation. Helen decided to tell herself to just sit there and attempt to converse. It wasn't like the guy was trying to kill her or anything...if he was she could easily handle that though.

"Hey," the odd man started. A fist covered his mouth, he seemed a bit shy, yet he was outgoing enough to take a seat next to her right?

"Hi," Helen stated, attempting to at least sound like she was interested in the guy.

"I noticed your friends abandoned you. I couldn't help but watch you, you look beautiful," he then stated.

Helen turned away and quickly rolled her eyes. Of course she would get hit on while in this attire. She turned back quickly though. "Uh...thanks for...stalking me?" She wasn't really sure of what to say. Something was telling her not to really talk to this guy, he just seamed like trouble to her. Though Helen seemed to always be cautious, but she was right to be cautious lately. She just attracted weird guys with a fetish for her body shape.

"I wouldn't call it stalking, it's more like...analyzing."

"Analyzing? Trying to figure out my next move?"

"I don't like figuring out next moves, I like doing them."

"Um...okay?" Another eye roll. "I don't even know your name while you're trying to flirt with me."

"My name's Rodger, and yours?"

"Helen."

"That's a nice name Helen."

"Thanks..."

With this short bit of conversation Helen realized she might as well dance with the guy, even if she didn't really like him. She quickly grabbed Rodger's forearm and dragged him to the dance floor. "Let's dance, I'm bored?"

He laughed a bit. "Sure."

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"We're lost. In the rain. And you didn't even let us go as supers!" Roberts complaints filled the small black car, he wished Lucius would just let him transform into the Incredi-car so he could use the navigational system. But alas Lucius always seemed to have the last word. Though it wasn't to hard to turn Bob into a pushover when you were his best friend.

"Turn down Rusty road!" Lucius quickly shouted to the obviously distracted complain man. He nearly got whiplash when the car took a sudden turn.

"Hey look, we made it," Robert remarked, only to get a glare from his friend, who was rubbing his neck repeatedly. "Okay I get it, so I'm not the best driver when I have to follow directions. You can't blame me though, it's your fault I couldn't use the Incredi-car's automatic driving."

"You and your damn technology," Lucius murmured, ignoring the fact Bob had a point. "Let's just park and go."

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He smelt of old shoes, and the smell had just hit Helen in the face. She didn't notice it in the corner, probably because the guy wasn't as close to her. His name, Rodger, only reminded her of Robert even more. While she had seen him once again briefly as Mr. Incredible, there rules were very strict. Elastigirl and Mr. Incredible were NOT dating, they constantly could flirt and play, and "argue" but they could never date, that was their rule. With Bob's obsession to be super Helen was always alone, which is why she found herself dressing up as Elastigirl have the time just to see him again. Her large eyes showed she felt distant from everything around her, and Rodger simply didn't like it. Attempting to cheer her up he caressed her shoulder, she didn't like the feeling and distanced herself a bit, yet still close enough to be considered to be dancing with him.

"Don't worry Helen, the band's blaring and we're having fun. No need to get that sad look on your face," Rodger said.

"Fun? I'm not having fun...but I guess I should try harder. You seem like you can help a girl have a good time just by hanging out with her." Helen was lying, she did that a lot to change the subject. She was just wondering what was stopping her from explaining that she was in a relationship. A happy? Relationship.

A/N: I decided to cut this chapter in two. Because this isn't really a good ending to a chapter, but I think I should post it. xD