Chapter 7b

Not many people would have thought that touching a door handle would be harder than trusting a friend made the same day, but Kim knew that was the case, as she stood with her hand hovering just above the shiny brass, hesitating to release the torrent of reprimands her parents would unleash as she entered. Shego had long since departed, blurting out that they would meet the next day in school, effectively leaving Kim to fend for herself. Taking a deep breath she pushed the handle down and opened the door a crack.

Immediately, the hall was flooded with light, revealing the very infuriated Drs. Possible on the stairs.

Kim flinched, "…hi mom, dad…" she said softly, hoping to calm her parents, wanting them to do nothing but say they were worried about her and lead her to bed. No such luck though.

"Kimmie-cub, where have you been? Do you know what time it is?" Her father demanded, and before she could answer herself, her father continued with giving the time.

Here, her mother cut in with a stinging question, "You've been with that girl from before, haven't you?" Anne demanded from her daughter. Kim could do nothing but nod, earning her a stern look from both adults. If Kim hadn't been scolded for being out way past her curfew, it would have sounded ridiculous.

Anne Possible glared daggers at her daughter who stared at the ground, cheeks burning in shame, "We'll talk more about this in the morning, but one thing is clear now, Kimmie, you can consider yourself effectively grounded for the rest of the month." Kim sighed and nodded, kicking off her shoes dejectedly and walked straight to her room, where she started thinking about her new friend.

There would be many things to talk about with Shego tomorrow, she realized. But for now she needed her sleep, badly.

"Hey Pumpkin, how did it go last night, eh?" Shego asked Kim by the lockers. Kim looked up and glared at her.

"Fine, no thanks to you…" Shego leaned against a locker nearby and looked at Kim.

Shego frowned. "What happened last night then? Gimme all the juicy details Pumpkin."

Kim slammed the door to her locker shut and leaned her head against it. "My parents grounded me for a month…" She said, her voice being somewhere between dejected and infuriated, and Shego laughed shortly.

Kim glared at her. "And just what is so freakin' funny Shego?"

Shego laughed again. "The fact that you're clearly depressed just for being grounded a single month."

"Let's just get to class and stay clear of that Barkin guy." Kim grumbled and flung her backpack on her shoulder as Shego slapped her hand on the other shoulder.

"If you're worried about getting out on no more nights as last night, I'll bust you out." Kim just groaned and shook her head. This was going to be a very long day.

Kim was pondering, she was indeed pondering on a very deep question. Was she supposed to quit thinking altogether? Because up until now, all her thoughts had led up to her having huge problems. Kim glanced at the girl walking next to her, chatting away in a monologue about the latest stuff from Club Banana, and how she could kill for it. Never before had Kim wished for figures of speech being legally binding with such intensity as she did now. For at that moment, on the two girls' way to their class, they encountered no less than The Queens.

Here might be an appropriate moment to stop for a bit of thinking, what were really the odds for Kim and Shego to meet Bonnie and The Queens? After some quick calculations, the chances were approximately 1 in about 453, considering the fact that Bonnie had half of Kim's classes divided with the amount of soap operas Bonnie wanted to watch instead of going to school, carrying Bonnie's mother convincing Bonnie to go to school. Anyway, let's continue…

"Well, well, well…if it isn't Possible. We wanted to talk to you some more before you ran off yesterday. With her…" Bonnie sneered at Kim, who visibly flinched. She would have backed up and made her escape as quickly as possible, but Shego was kind of in her way. And Shego intended to be in Bonnie's way too it seemed.

Shego stepped forward and interrupted whatever Bonnie was gonna say, "Rockwaller, right? Not that I care, but you might wanna step out of my way." Bonnie opened her mouth to say something, but when she noticed the peculiar absence of the rest of the Queens, she kept her mouth shut, but she glared at Shego in an odd way.

Bonnie sneered at Kim, "You can't keep away from our talks forever, Possible." And then she stormed off, most likely to go to the bathroom and then saunter into class five minutes before it ended. Kim sighed, yet another glorious day at Middleton High. By the time Bonnie had left, Ron had caught up with them. Shego and the other two quickly entered the classroom and took their seats; they all knew it was going to be one long last year of High school.

The rest of the day's classes went by in a flash, Kim, Shego and Ron would enter class, fight their way through and then leave. This was repeated throughout the whole week, and then Kim would go home, Shego would go home to her place and work on an escape plan for Kim, and Ron would go to Bueno Nacho, then go home and watch his shows on the TV, alternating that with calling Kim every once in a while.

Come the first weekend of term, Shego had a plan, a plan her parents knew nothing of and wanted no part of. While they both were glad their daughter had gotten a friend that quickly, they knew to stay clear of their daughter's business. They were probably right, as Kim too wanted absolutely no part of it all. Shego didn't know that of course, and just did what she used to do; absolutely whatever the heck she wanted.

It was Friday night and Kim lay in her bed, reading through her chemistry book and finishing some homework, as she heard something tapping against her window. 'She can't be that serious…' Kim thought as she made her way over to the window, chemistry book forgotten on the bed. She made it to the window in time to see Shego flinging some more pebbles at her window. Then Shego climbed the tree outside Kim's window. Kim just stared in disbelief as the friend she had made not even a week ago attempted to break her out of her room.

Kim shook her head and opened the window. "Shego, what the hell are you doing?" She hissed quietly.

Shego laughed at Kim's choice of words, "So you're not all that goody-goody then? Lucky me. I'm breaking you out, Kim. You're like a fucking princess in an ivory tower here, you need to get out."

Kim sighed. "So you're my prince then?"

Shego made a face. "Now you're twisting the words way too much, let's just go."

"Do I have any say in this?"

Shego smirked. "None whatsoever, Princess."

"Great, just what I needed, another nickname…" Kim grumbled under her breath.

Shego pushed the window open enough to get inside and climbed through. She gave a small whistle,"I didn't think you'd listen to that kind of music." Shego pointed to some posters on the wall, the posters contained pictures on some rock and metal groups as well as some boy bands.

Kim glared at the boy bands. "Those are super glued to the wallpaper, courtesy of my brothers." She said as the jerked her thumb to the pearly white smile of a water-combed poster boy. "As far as those are concerned," Kim said, gesturing to the darker posters of weird rock bands, "they're good for venting anger."

To Kim's defence, one might add that once she trusted a person well enough, she gave them her best efforts in friendship, that's shown as Shego was a total stranger a week ago, and now she had about the same level of friendship as Ron, although not as much trust.

"You got any good go-out clothing, Princess?" Shego asked over her shoulder as she studied the shoulder-length hair of a metal-band vocalist. Kim looked at herself in her green tank top and blue jeans.

"These aren't good enough for the place we went last week?"

Shego made another face. "They were good enough the first time, now you have to make the impression you're good enough to stay. You know, the stray dog in your kitchen can't crap on the sofa if it wants food a second time." Kim huffed at the analogy, but kept her mouth shut.

Shego smirked and pointed to Kim's wardrobe. "Show me what you think is good enough then. Surprise me." Shego added the last part as she put her hands in front of her, giving Kim some mockery before said redhead opened her wardrobe and started picking out clothing.

It took nearly an hour, but in the end, Kim was dressed 'well enough' according to Shego, and they headed out on the tree branch. Kim actually smiled at the thought of going out against her parent's orders.

Shego smirked, 'At least I like the monster I created…'

A/N: I know it's longer, but not by far long enough. I'll let ya'll in on a thing. This is going too fast, I know it, but I want to get to certain points in this story, and once they all go to college (yes, I will keep this story that long, just because I won't update often enough, I love you guys that much.) it will slow down enough to make it enjoyable. I've got some big scenes at the end of their semester, but I'll try to drag the time 'til then out as much as possible.

A/N#2: I know it's a minority of girls that actually listen to metal, but I know that it's a great frustration reliever, believe me, I used to be bullied, and listening to songs with blood-splattering lyrics helped a lot. So I figured poor Kimmie to need something like that too, if not more, fairer and frailer sex and all that.

Cya guys soon, since it's summer, I'll be able to write much more often than before (maybe not, considering the rediscovery of an old school buddy who's all for the male-bonding-during-summer-thingy), anyway, thanks for reading!