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Paper Hearts
Phase 3: Lying and Telling
Lunch with new friends wasn't quiet that boring, it was definitely fun. Kim watched Monique as she slowly chewed her salad. Kim, eventually, had things on her mind and it was definitely because of Monique's sudden declaration of wanting information from her. She doesn't even know when to start telling her story or if she should just leave Monique be and let this kind of thing pass with time. Well, maybe until she finds more information about this girl and then she'll decide on what to do to with her 'new-friend'. She continued staring blankly at Monique. Monique, on the other hand felt the stares and stopped eating.
Monique felt that ugly vibe coming from Kim, though she shrugged it off quickly as it came. She was a bit over-active when it comes to gossips and stories especially unusual ones. Maybe she was a bit demanding and harsh on Kim for letting the poor girl spill the beans at her request, well, command would be the right term. She sighed, she better lighten up the mood or she'd be having a brooding day ahead of her and she still has thirteen hours to go. She breathed in and then breathed out. Then she softly placed her fork down on her plate and spoke.
"You know GF if you wanted salad I could've given you money for it" she snapped.
"Uh, Sorry Mo, I was just thinking about some things" Kim replied as soon as she heard Monique's voice from a distant place in her head. Her eyes blinked rapidly for it noticed the sudden dryness of it.
"Yeah, right. So, are you going to tell me what happened? Why you missed curfew?" Monique, finally, picked up her fork and continued nibbling her salad.
"I don't think I can tell you why I was in Brazil, Mo. Bad things happen when I tell" It wasn't the truth but it works for Kim if it was half-true. It was partially true on the part that things happen but not necessarily 'bad' ones.
"Right and I bleed cheese when I tell why I was at the mall after curfew" Mo raised a sarcastic brow. "Spill, GF"
"Awww... please?" Kim pouted; her eyes grew wider and a little teary than its original state. Monique had found it very uncomfortable to look at. Who wouldn't when Kim Possible was doing it?
"What the hell is that? Kim? ... uh... GF...?" Kim didn't bother to answer Mo's questions. She continued doing what she was currently portraying. Monique on the other hand had actually felt pity and guilt for forcing Kim to spill the beans. She tried looking away but nonetheless failed. Monique sighed and dropped her fork on her plate.
"Alright, I'm sorry, sheesh, so stop doing that thing you do" pointed Monique.
"It's my Puppy-dog pout. And you can't resist it" the teen hero replied in a singy-songy tune and she chuckled at Monique's previous reaction.
"Well, you better tell me what's going on with you GF, when you feel up to it" the black American replied. She finished up eating her salad when the bell rung, pertaining to the end of their break. Kim and Monique grabbed their books and trays and started walking to the tray deposit area and were already planning to go out the cafeteria door.
"So, what classes do you have next?" Kim asked.
"Well, its physics then art appreciation later"
"Aw, too bad, we don't have classes together"
"Well, we could grab some smoothies and go shopping later at Club Banana"
"I don't think I can today Mo. I was planning to check the clubs and I have my eyes on the cheer squad"
"The cheer squad? Are you out of your damn mind gurl? Do you know who runs the place?"
"No, who?"
"It's that bitchy-nagging-thinks-she's-popular, Bonnie Rockwaller. You'd be irritated once she starts talking or for your case, when you set one foot on the gym floor"
"How bad can she be?"
"I tell you, it's impossible to get on her circle unless you're some handsome guy, rich as hell or the president. And fact one-o-one you're not a guy neither are you the president of the states, GF"
"Well, anything's possible for a Possible. I can't back down if she pursues a challenge. I think I can handle her. She is just one girl"
"That girl is a total bitch! Who would ever think that nagging-son-of-a—argh!" Kim frustrated as a volcano screeched. It was after school and cheer-leading try-outs that Kim had didn't quite go well as planned. Well, she did get in, one way or another through majority of the votes but she never had imagined that Bonnie Rockwaller, the same Bonnie she's spying on would be such a major drag and bitch at the same time to her. Who would have thought that a girl, hot and sexy at that fact would be such a nagger? Why do guys fall over her? Kim wondered to herself. Even Kim, was so sure of herself, wouldn't want to date such a person with a dog-persona. Rabid and Wild, add to that nosy and noisy.
Kim flopped down at the nearest bench she spotted that was unoccupied. She sat there, slumped lazily and breathing heavy from the frustration.
"I swear that Bonnie was born from the depths of hell. I wish her mouth would just stitch its self up. 'Kim this, Kim that, she's doing it all wrong!'. God she's frustrating!" Kim sighed after she imitated Bonnie's speech delivery about her performance on practice. Kim draped an arm over her eyes, she needed to cool down and fast.
There were plenty of footsteps that went pass her in the time span of ten minutes but soon it was gone and the place went quiet. Kim, on the other hand, was not planning to move an inch or even peek at the passersby. She would rather take a nap and cool off before she went further on her day.
There was this soft click of heels that went by her, but by the sound of it, it suddenly stopped right in front of the 'cooling-down' Kim. Kim only felt the presence when a part of her vision got darker than it was supposed to be. She, Kim, removed her arm from her eyes and stared at the person in her front.
"What are you doing here, Pumpkin?" this familiar female asked. Kim sat up straight, fixed her posture at the same time her clothes. A bit embarrassed by the state she was earlier.
"Uh hey, Miss G-... I mean S-Shego" the teen nervously chuckled. Miss Go or rather Shego stood there undisturbed by the nervous stutter of the teenager before her, she stood still with her stunning posture; pale white skin like that of the albinos and black yet greenish hair waving softly behind her and not forgetting to mention her strong and vivid eyes. Kim then noticed that her teacher in English Literature was carrying a lot of books with one hand and the other hand holding her laptop bag. She wondered how the person in front of her managed that, even if she can admit that she can do that on a daily basis. It was unspeakable for some normal woman like this one to do so. Not unless she's some wrestler or muscle type of babe. Kim frowned. She did hope that her crush, who was face to face with her, wasn't a muscle type. Kim inwardly chuckled.
Shego's expression went confused and amused by Kim's sudden chuckle. She smirked. Shego felt the strain in her arms from all the books she had been carrying. Of course she can hold on more longer that ordinary people do but if she wanted to talk to Kim about something she just can't stand there and carry all these stuff until they finished conversing. Shego was already sensing that this would be something long.
"Mind if I sit here?"
"Sure" Absently, Kim replied.
Shego placed her books on one side then her laptop bag next to it. She sat close to Kim that there was only a foot distance between them. She sighed.
"Man, those were heavy" she pointed to the books.
"Yup, they do look like they're pretty heavy" There was silence between them. It wasn't the awkward silence but something comforting and pleasurable to have, for Kim at least. But for Miss Go, it was deafening.
"I was going home when I spotted you here, so I wondered why, when it's almost dinner time" Miss Go started.
"I was planning to go home too, but I just can't help it if this is a nice place to cool boiling temper down..." replied the teen hero.
"Boiling temper? Hm, what could have caused that?"
"Are asking me or are you asking someone else?" Kimberly chuckled but her brow raised, curious.
"No, I was asking the stone. No, doy, I asked you" Kim's smirk slowly grew to chuckles and then grew to laughter. Shego, conversely, did find Kim's laughing state funny and amusing so she laughed along with her. They laughed for a while, tears building on the corner of their eyes and the suddenly with no warning halted the joy of laughing.
"Bonnie" Kim replied after a pause.
"Rockwaller?"
"Yup, the one and only"
"I can see why you've gotten frustrated over that girl. She's one hell of an irritating girl, if I must say. She never did stop irritating me as well"
"What did she do? Why would she irritate a professor?"
"Well, I am still an intern, I'm not a fully credited professor, yet" Shego replied. She looked up to the sky that was going violet because of the sun's setting state. Sighing, like she remembered something remorseful. She brushed a strand of her that fell on her face.
"You're still an intern? I thought you were..."
"You thought I was a professor already and live my life with a husband or a boyfriend. Do I look that old to you?" she asked, her right brow rose.
"Well, yeah. After I saw you on my first day here"
"Well, you thought wrong Princess. I was in-charge of reception duty since Missus Mayweather decided to have an accident and broke her leg. I've been there for two months already and I did, as I said in class, witness four transfer students, in counting. So that's why I said I was so sick of introducing new people. I mean, can't you guys do that yourself"
Kim chuckled. "Well I do get your point. But it wasn't funny that you let my classmates call me pet names! I'm suffering from them now"
"Ha Ha. That's what you get from being a sarcastic-goody-two-shoe" she muttered the last part.
"Hey I heard that!" Kim pouted.
"So, Bonnie doesn't really respect me like she did with normal professors, in fact she actually flirted with me"
"No. Way. She's g-gay?" the redhead's eyes widened in pure disbelief and astonishment to the information laid out to her.
"Yup, poor kid. She never had a chance to sway me, though." Shego smirked then chuckled. Kim noticed her mentor's reaction, suddenly like a train that hit her she realized that she was tricked. Oh, how her expression was so amusing for Shego.
"Hey, you're lying. She's not gay is she?"
"Well, I can't be the judge of that but she really is a pain in the neck. She never did stop asking me on question day on and afternoon on. I almost came to a point that I tried to hide in the janitor's closet to hide from her nagging persona. She was like some sick recorder that stopped working properly. Though, she wasn't like that when she was new two months ago. I so wished she'd have her-"
"Mouth stitched" Kim supplemented. There was laughter again.
"Yeah."
"I was wishing for that as well, a little earlier" Kim softly replied. There was silence again but this time for both it was comforting. Kim's stomach suddenly growled. She groaned. Shego laughed.
"You haven't eaten since lunch, have you?" asked her mentor.
"Yeah, kind of."
"Come on, I'll treat you dinner, though it's nothing fancy..." she said. She started picking up her books one by one when her phone suddenly rang a very startling tune. Well, a scream for that fact.
"Nice ring tone" the teen hero chuckled. Shego just rolled her eyes and answered her mobile. Miss Go walked a little further away from Kim who just stood up from her comfortable perch and was now stretching.
Miss Go wen back to Kim, her face seemingly irritated about something. It was probably from her latest phone call and Kim could put that fact in mind. Shego sighed as if defeated. Kim, while stretching, tilted her head sideways and looked at Shego in confusion.
"Sorry Pumpkin, I have an emergency to attend to. I'll treat you some other time" Miss Go said as she hastily picked up her stuff. She gave Kim one last glance then she walked away a little more like sprinted away. Kim sighed. So much for a promising date. She waited until Shego was only an inch tall in her vision. Kim sighed, a little disappointed. She better get dinner at the dorm kitchen. Her stomach was still growling.
Kim walked for a good five minutes, headed for her dormitory, when her device rang its familiar tune.
"What's the sitch, Wade?"
"There's a robbery at the American space lab, Division F. They're planning to steal the Hydro manipulator prototype"
"Alright, I'm on my way. Anything else?"
"And Kim...It's Ms. S"
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