Shego waited impatiently outside the Stoppable residence. Ron stepped outside and got confused. "Hey Sheila, what's up?" Shego shrugged, "Didn't have anything else to do so I figured I'd talk to you on the way to school. You don't mind much, do you?" Shego was pulling a trick she read out of one of her fashion magazines once. It was easier to do than to read, but it was still degrading enough to make her stomach lurch. Ron kept his confused look for a second, and then shrugged. "Sure, why not. But I'm not walking. I'm gonna be riding in style." "Wha?" Shego didn't catch the last part until Ron handed her a helmet. "He rides to school on a bicycle? Wow, that's lame," Shego thought.
Stepping out of the garage just as Shego was about to make an exit, she had to smack her forehead. "Way more lame than a bike" she mumbled, looking at the old broken-down moped. "What was that, Sheila?" Ron turned to the girl, already sitting with the moped started. Shego smiled nervously; it was a little late to leave now. "I was just thinking wow, that's kinda cool that you got your own ride there." Shego sat behind him, her thoughts tossing and turning like crazy. "How much more LAME could this sidekick BE? And I have to make him LIKE me too! Ugh, this better work. I want my piece of this empire of Drakken's." Ron still hadn't moved, and looked back at the girl. "What? Am I too heavy for it or something?" Ron shook his head. "You gotta grab me for safety. Never know when we might crash." Shego about stepped off the moped then and there, had it not been for the completely innocent look on the boy's face. "Fine, whatever," Shego said as she grabbed him about the waist.
As they rode, Ron had this devilish grin on his face that caught Shego's attention. "What's got you so giddy, kiddo?" Ron didn't even look back before he answered. "You know, sometimes, when its just me and my machine on the blacktop, I just kinda lose myself." Shego thought to herself, "Yeah, doesn't take much for you to get lost, does it." She had apparently thought louder than she intended, because Ron snapped back, "Just because KP saved me from the middle of the park when we were seven doesn't mean anything, okay!" Shego giggled slightly. "Wow, got lost in the middle of a park? What was it, some national forest preserve or something?" Ron looked a little upset, and a lot of nervous. "No... It was more like the Middleton Children's Park."
They started to pull along Kim and Monique, Ron waving at them. Shego saw a quick opportunity, and smiled slyly at the young teen heroine, giving her a half wave while her other arm stayed fastened tightly to Ron. Kim and Monique stopped in their tracks, very shocked by what they were seeing. Shego smiled inwardly; "Score! Pulled that off perfectly, Shego," she thought. She started to laugh and turned back to keep giving the teen heroine a show. Shego found a way to like this little mission the doctor had given her.
As they pulled into the parking lot, Shego heard a rumble, followed by Ron screeching to a stop. She normally would have noticed the boy approaching, but her mind was distracted by that look Kim had given her. "Hello? Hello! HE-LLO!" Ron shouted at the boy, who seemed to not care what the person behind him had to say. Suddenly he turned around with a snide "What?" "Spot! Mine! You! In it!" Ron was frustrated, and Shego was a little impressed. The kid had some spine, being as lanky as he was, and still standing up to this much larger boy. As soon as the motorcyclist took off his helmet, Shego recognized him immediately. Shego gasped, under her breath saying his name. Eric was the only one to hear it, and looked at her funny. Shego gave a kind of nervous laugh, then took off her helmet, handing it to Ron. "Here ya go kiddo. Looks like you got yourself a friend there, so I'll just be off to breakfast." Having said that, Shego retreated very quickly into the school's cafeteria; maybe Possible would be there, giving Shego further chance to drive that wedge a little deeper. Eric watched her run away, confused. Her facial features were definitely a match, but her skin tone and height were a little off. It was almost like it was her, but... younger. "She sure is a weird one, isn't she," Ron asked. Eric snapped back into his mission and turned to face Ron with a smile. "Yeah, she is."
Inside the Cafeteria, Shego had managed to get in line just 3 people behind Possible. As they approached the front of the line, Shego was starting to get sick. "Is that what they force kids to eat in these places? And I thought Drakken's cooking was bad," Shego thought to herself "I'm surprised this stuff doesn't drive Possible to join us, just for the good food." As her slop of food was slapped down on her plate, she quickly went and sat at the same table as Kim and Monique. "Hey there Kimmie, 'Nique, mind if I sit with you?" Shego hadn't put her normal vicious tone in her use of "Kimmie", but it still aroused Kim's suspicions. Monique replied before Kim could give it any thought though, and answered with a whole-hearted "Sure! We could always use the company girl. Just watch out for brunettes with attitude stopping by."
Shego was confused by that last statement for exactly 10 seconds before Bonnie stepped over to the table. "Oh look, another loser joins the group. And this one was riding to school with Stoppable, at that! Kim, better watch out, this new girl's got her sights set on your man!" The short-haired girl walked away laughing, Kim obviously fuming. Under her breath she was gasping "Ron's not 'my man'," too low for most people to hear. Shego was listening intently though, liking this abuse the teen heroine was getting. "Bonnie, hm? I'll have to remember her. She can do my mission just about as well as I can." Shego looked over to Kim, whom Monique was trying to calm down. Shego shrugged and decided that this wedge needed a push in a different direction now. "Hey Kimmie, don't worry about it, there's nothing going on between me and your friend... yet." Kim looked up at Shego, a little confused. "But you were riding on his scooter with him, weren't you? That's like... So a dating signal," Kim said, breathing back to normal. Shego smiled and shrugged, "Its not like I didn't enjoy it, or even that I don't kinda like the kid. He just hasn't made any advances. Maybe I'll have to make the first move or something." Kim looked Shego over carefully, about to ask again why she rode the scooter, when Ron stepped up to the table.
"Hey Ron," was all she said to her blonde friend. As he stepped aside to reveal Eric, Kim sat up and with a nervous smile, gave him a "Hey." Ron still had his innocent goofy smile on, oblivious to the fast developing crush in front of him. "Just go ahead and pull up a chair and," as he said that, Eric quickly found the seat next to Kim being the one he wanted. "That's my seat... not that my name's on it or anything," Ron stumbled, obviously a little flustered. He was about to grab a chair when he felt something grab his arm and pull him into a chair. He found himself next to Shego who gave him a little smile, and shushed him to listen to the two sitting across from them. Ron simply sighed, "I... I feel as though a loop has just been formed, and I'm not in it," he said dejectedly under his breath. Shego heard him, and gave him a light hug to try and calm him down. Feeling sick at all this kindness, she gave him another quick smile, "Hey kiddo, hang tight a second, I have to go take care of some business." With that, she got up and headed to the bathroom.
While in the bathroom, her bracelet lit up again. "SHEGO!" Shego sighed, somewhat relieved she was the only one in the bathroom. "Hey genius, turn around." Drakken turned around and started, "Have you had any progress with the buffoon yet?" Shego rolled her eyes, "Yes, doctor. That Eric doll stopped by today, so I should have a few weeks with the sidekick to myself now." Drakken seemed somewhat pleased at this, and turned off the communication. Shego sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. "The things I do to rule the world," she thought out loud. As she began to go through the events of the last couple of days, a few things stuck out in her mind. Ron cleaning her in Bueno Nacho, him pushing her aside in that toy man's airplane, and the offer to let her ride to school with him. She sighed at the gentle touches she had gotten, then shook herself. "No! Don't let those thoughts take over! Stupid hormones, screwing with my mission..." She was practically yelling, which she had to catch herself to stop from getting louder. Taking a few deep breaths, she decided it was better she put up with her having those memories and those feelings than risking her mission on trying to push them aside.
Someone said my chapters were too short... And I'm sorry about that. I'm just used to writing short and to the point. However, with every new chapter I write after this, and maybe for a while after I've finished the story, I'll go ahead and go back to an old chapter and expand on it. . I have to go back and put in the "I don't own any of this" disclaimer anyway.