Hey, guys! Here's another update for you! Hope you all enjoy!
The new school year began a month later and Annabella finds herself in the advance classes. When her father found out, he was less than happy.
"Annabella?" Drakken started as he scanned over the report cards and class schedule.
"What, dad?" Annabella said as she walked by with some blueprints.
"What did I tell you about showing off?"
"What?" Annabella looked over her dad's shoulder and glanced at the paper. Then she smiled, "Oh, yeah, that. I got tired of those baby classes, Daddy."
"What?" Drakken said confused, "Are you trying to ruin everything?"
"No, Dad, think about it: It's Kim Possible's child. Kim Possible's child. Do you think her kid would be in the stupid children classes?"
"Hmm, good point…" Drakken agreed, "But still, you never know. The buffoon's genes could've past to the kid."
"Intelligence doesn't pass like that, Dad."
"Yes, it does. How do you think you got your intelligence?"
"From Mom," Annabella said with a smile. Drakken frowned, "I'm kidding, Dad."
"No, you're not."
"Yeah, you're right, but I thought you wouldn't catch it." Annabella then grabbed her bookbag and some supplies she knows she won't use.
"You know," Drakken said, "You can't be lazy in advance classes."
"Yes, I can," Annabella responded, "Just watch me. Where's the hovercraft key?"
"Dante has it, dear." Annabella gave an exasperated sigh.
"Why couldn't my superpower be flight?" She asked herself as she left the lair. After 20 minutes of fighting about who was going to drive the hovercraft and reigning Annabella victorious, the twins finally arrived at the high school. "Hey, Dante," Annabella said as they walked into the school building, "There's a chance that we have the same classes."
"No, we don't," Dante answered, "I checked."
"Whatever," Annabella mumbled as she looked for her locker and unfortunately found something she didn't like.
"Hey, Anna. Looks like my locker's right next to yours." Annabella banged her head into the locker door. Devin then grabbed Annabella by the face and touched her forehead, "Hey, don't dent your pretty face please."
"Leave me alone," Annabella said pushing his hands away from her face.
"Hey, looks like we have Chemistry together."
"How? Aren't we in different grades or something?" Annabella asked.
"No, I'm in the same grade as you. I'm 16."
"And I'm 17. See how this doesn't make sense?"
"I skipped a grade," Devin answered.
"No, you didn't." Devin sighed.
"Okay, I went to school early."
"Thought so," Annabella said confidently, "I hope you like nitroglycerin 'cause I going to make a lot of it."
"That's not allowed." Devin said.
"Don't care, see you in Chemistry."
"And so with the Pan-Dimensional Vortex Inducer, I will-"
"Make a giant black hole?" Kid Vincible asked with a raised eyebrow.
"How do you know this?" Indigo whined as she slapped her hands against her side then crossed her arms. She worked her ass off for more than 3 months so this thing could work and he already debunked what it was?!
"It was done before. Twice." Kid Vincible pointed out, "This is like pre-villain. You suck at creating creative ideas..."
"Whatever, you won't be saying that when there's a black hole where America used to be." Indigo flipped up the cover for the switch that controlled the Pan-Dimensional Vortex Inducer-powered ray. Kid Vincible immediately pulled out a blow dryer-like device that shot out a grappling hook and shot it at Indigo. Indigo then found that there was rope wrapped around her wrists before she was yanked towards Kid Vincible.
"What the hell? Is that a blow dryer?" Indigo asked.
"Maybe," Kid Vincible said with a smirk as he swung the device around. Indigo growled then burned the rope off her wrists before lunging towards Kid Vincible. He dodged the incoming blow and swung for the gut. Indigo doubled over but didn't hesitate to throw another punch. The punch connected to Kid Vincible's jaw.
"Didn't your parents tell you not to hit women?" Indigo asked with a bit of an edge, blue and violet flames engulfing half her arms. Kid Vincible looked at Indigo as he touched his jaw for injuries.
"My parents did tell me that I must do what is right," Kid Vincible said as he kicked Indigo, who dodged the kick like she was playing limbo, in which he does it again immediately and it knocks her to the ground. "And if that means attacking you, I will." Indigo flipped up from the ground and pulled into a fighting stance. Kid Vincible then roundhouse kicked Indigo into the Pan-Dimensional Vortex Inducer ray, which begins to malfunction.
"Shit…" Indigo says as she knows how this was going to end. "You think you're all that, but you're so not!" she screams right before her lair explodes.
"So how was your day?" Dante asked as Indigo walked into the lair in tattered clothing.
"Fuck off," she said in a pissed tone.
"Whoa, I guess terrible then," Dante deduced. Indigo then crashed onto the couch.
"All I want is to win once," Indigo said quietly, "is that too much to ask?"
"Yes," answered both of her parents from the table with no hesitation.
"I guess your father forgot to tell you that failure also runs in the family," Shego said as she sipped some of her drink.
"Shego," Drakken started, "What did I say about people with your words?" Shego shrugged and continued drinking her drink, ignoring her basically husband.
"Something, I don't remember," she finally responded. Indigo then took off her mask and rubbed her eyes.
"Maybe I will get him right as we finish our mission at the school…" Annabella mused.
"Speaking of school, Hannah, how's Chemistry?"
"Why do you care?"
"Well, I heard Devin was in your class. And it explains why you were suspended for a week."
"It was only acid, it wasn't like I made a bomb as I planned," Annabella said, "And why does that matter?"
"Well, seeing that you like him…"
"I do not like him!" Annabella yelled, "If anything, I hate him!"
"Who likes who, now?" Drakken asked.
"No one, Dad," Annabella said, rolling her eyes.
"What did I tell you about boys, Annabella?" Drakken asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What did I tell you about boys, Dad? I said I know better. You don't have to worry about me falling for some boy."
"Oh, that's right," Dante said, "Sociopaths can't feel love so I guess you're good." As her temper raised, the flames on Annabella's arms did too.
"Annabella," Shego started, "Calm down."
"Okay, Mom." Annabella said.
"You're still kind of flared up," Drakken pointed out. Then Annabella immediately extinguished the fire on her arms and left for her room.
The next day, Annabella groaned in pain as walked to all her classes. In Chemistry, she sat down and noticed that Devin was also in pain.
"What happened to you?" Annabella asked.
"Working out too much," she rolled her eyes, "You?"
"Beat up an asshole," she said with a smug smile.
"I thought you doing more science experiments," Devin said with a snort.
"I said I'm sorry."
"No, you didn't."
"Oh, that's right," Annabella smiled, "I didn't."
"Are you sorry?"
"Nope," Devin frowned at the response.
"My mom was so pissed that I was in the hospital because you decided to pour acid on me," Devin explained.
"Boohoo to your mom then,' Annabella said crossing her arms.
"Don't you feel guilty at all?"
"Nope, I never feel guilty for anything I do," Annabella said.
"Why not?"
"I just don't. Why is everything 20 questions with you?"
"I'm just trying to get to know you."
"Well, stop. We've had this conversation several times before, Devin." Annabella adjusted the rim of her glasses.
"I know," Devin confirmed, "We always have it whenever I get close to learning something about you."
"I believe that's the point," Annabella said then the class began. When class ended, Devin walked up to Annabella. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to know if you wanted to work on our projects together."
"No, it's an individual project."
"But if we put our heads together, it would be done in no time!" Annabella scoffed.
"Please, I'll get it done in no time without you." Annabella turned to leave but Devin grabbed her wrist.
"Please, Anna, I already proved to you that we can have fun together."
"You don't know how to keep your stupid mouth shut," Annabella hissed, "Now, let go of me."
"C'mon, it won't be that bad," Devin said then lowered his voice, "Besides, I already know that you're a genius in disguise so maybe you can help me."
"So the tutor wants to be tutored?" Annabella asked with a smile, "That's a little humiliating for you, isn't it?"
"Yeah, a little, and you were probably the wrong person to ask…"
"I'll take the gig, just to humiliate you and kill your pride," Annabella said, smiling a smug smile. Then Devin smiled.
"I knew coaxing your ego would get you to come," Devin said with a wide grin that countered Annabella's frown.
"How did you outsmart me?" Devin shrugged.
"You're not that hard to read," then Devin handed Annabella a sheet paper, "This is my address. See you Saturday." When Devin turned at the hallway corner, Annabella banged her head into the nearest locker.
"You're going out again?" Annabella straighten her shirt and adjusted her glasses before glaring at her twin brother.
"What are you talking about? I haven't been anywhere in 3 months."
"But you don't go anywhere unless you're 'Indigo'," Dante said as he flipped the channels on the television.
"Indigo and I are the same person," Annabella said, fixing her hair, "How many times do I have to say it?"
"You're the one that treats them as two people, Hannah," Dante said, before turning around to Annabella. "Are you going out with Devin?"
"Mind your damn business."
"So you are?" Annabella looked over to her brother.
"No. Unfortunately, I have to tutor the damn bastard."
"You know, the way you phrased that sentence sounds like you're sad about not going out with him."
"There was a period after that 'no', asshole," Annabella said as she put on her shoes, "Why you so worried about what I'm doing? What happened to that one bitch you talked to last year?"
"One, Hana is not a bitch," Dante started.
"How do you know I'm talking about her?" Annabella said with a smirk. "Tell dad I'm taking the hovercraft."
"You tell him."
"Fuck you."
"Now I'm definitely not telling him," Dante said with a smirk. Annabella scowled then left the lair. After 30 minutes of flying, Annabella finally arrived at Devin's home. The house was fairly average, nothing too special but a reasonable size. Annabella parked the hovercraft in some bushes so it wouldn't be noticed then slowly walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Suddenly she heard a female voice yell and a male voice yelling in response. Then the door swung open with Devin behind it.
"Hello, Anna," Devin said with a smile.
"Let's get this over with, dork," Annabella said, pushing past him into the house.
Another chapter done! If I keep pushing out chapters like this, I would be done in no time. Well, be sure to read and review and I will see you next time.