Disclaimer: I do not own KP nor Camp Rock; Disney does. But I do hope you enjoy this story; a promise is a debt.
From the last chappie, this still stands: Okay so, I can only hope you guys enjoyed this first chappie; any suggestions on Team Go's band name are welcomed. I mean, Go Gang isn't such a great name, is it? Ah well, I think that's better either way to Go Band. So please, help there!
4 - Accidents Do Happen
Kim was happily pounding away at the hamburger meat; it did help on her stressed level, which had risen after meeting the intolerable brunette. She gave the meat actual shape, making CD's out of them. Afterwards, when preparing the hamburgers, she made musical notes out of the sauces, and many more things that had to do with music. It was a strange thing to do, and she wasn't thinking about the open mic night 'cause she wasn't interested in it. She was there just to sing in the Final Jam and in every class she had with Kei. She knew her father wouldn't allow her to go on and about without showing a little bit of her talent; he often boasted that she was a natural.
"Hey there..." Someone said, hugging the redhead from the back and nuzzling the neck; it was one of the things Kim didn't mind Sam doing. "What are you doing, Princess?"
"Just helping on the kitchen..." She replied softly. "Isn't it obvious?"
"Of course it is, Pumpkin," the other girl replied, pressing herself more onto the olive-eyed teen, "but I meant what you were doing with the food. We don't want the campers running away now, do we?"
"Of course not," the petite musician said sadly, "I just wanted to make things more fun..."
"Well Kimmie," the other said, turning the smaller teen around; she still had her eyes closed and so she gave her a peck on the lips, "I can help you make things more fun..."
"Wha.." The redhead answered being half dazed; was she dreaming or was the albino teen kissing her? As she opened her eyes she noticed it wasn't Sam. "Shego!! What are you doing here?! What were you doing to me!!"
"I'm not sure, maybe just harassing you, or just flirting with you," was the pale-green teen's honest reply, "why, do you find it disgusting? If so, you knew I was a girl, so what's the deal?"
"I don't know myself!" Kim confessed, turning red and around to go away from the super star, "I thought you were someone else," she murmured too softly for the teen idol to hear, "and you aren't helping me on that matter!"
She left to their cabin to cry alone. If she could, she would remain there for the rest of the night. She didn't get such a privilege; she had missed one of the electives that she had requested and so it didn't go unnoticed. The one thing she didn't want to think about was once again on her mind, and she couldn't help but cry.
"You know that won't help..." She said from behind, and Kim was to torn apart to care who.
"Go away!" The redhead wailed, "I know it's useless but it helps me feel better. After what you did to me this afternoon, I don't want to see you!"
"What do you mean? We haven't seen each other today and Kei was rather upset you managed to evade his grasp," Sam said, revealing her identity and so her petite companion gasped, "we all know you hate to sing in public, but we still try!"
"Sam!!" Kim said in joy as she jumped from her bed and wrapped herself on her tall friend, "Sammie! You are mean if you have allied yourself with her!"
"Who, Shego?" Sam asked a little disconcerted, and the look on her petite musician said it all; she laughed out loud, "Princess, little one, for all anyone knows, she might like you."
"Well, she just confuses me! I want her to leave me alone... I'm not sure of whom I am and she doesn't make the search any easier..." The redhead teen confessed and her albino friend just hugged her.
"I'm here Kimmie," she said softly, "you can count on me for anything, right?"
"Right," the half-time hero replied, drying her tears and giving her friend a light peck on the cheek, "thanks Sammie, I wonder where I would be without you by my side..."
"You need to rest, so go to sleep," the albino commanded and her good friend just laughed.
She went to her bed where Sam gave her a good night kiss on the cheek. Soon though, Kim was tossing and turning, having a nightmare about certain green teen that didn't leave her in peace. The strange thing was that Sam was helping the idol star in her doings. Kim wasn't able to tell the difference by the end of the nightmare of who was who, and could only see them as one being. Half of her was Shego, the other half was Sam, and it was such a scary thought that Kim woke in the middle of the night. Someone was besides her, hushing her and cuddling her; the redhead felt safe and cuddled into the other female, slightly aware of how unnaturally warm her companion was. She couldn't think deeply about it; she easily succumbed to the warm and safe embrace and her nightmares left her.
The next day, Kim felt someone stirring besides her. She turned around and snuggled more into her leaving comfort and warmth; there was a chuckle and that person left. The redhead whimpered and woke up slightly; once she saw who had given her so much comfort she felt panic rising. Shego was the one who had been sharing her bed and the thought just made her scared and deeply perturbed and even more confused than ever. A feeling she solely assimilated with Sam was now one that also came from the pale-green teen; how could that possibly be?
Whatever was on her mind was lost in eternity; the pale-green teen was changing and it wasn't quite a feeling the musician teen wanted in any way to feel. The good thing was that while her mind screamed at her to take action, her body was too stunned with the sight. She could only think about big huge green apples and how hungry she felt; it was actually quite disconcerting since Kim didn't feel particularly hungry. Soon though, her sight was interrupted by the clothes that the idol teen was putting on. The redhead felt disappointed and that was the most disturbing thing of all; in the end of the day she had known Sam all her life and now a complete stranger made her feel that way. There just had to be something wrong with her, Kim felt, but as always, could do nothing about it. She then realized that the super-star had left; being a good girl and all, the petite teen felt like following the glowing green lights at the small dock. Kim changed before heading out to ask for a sparring session; when she was out of the door she found out that the sun wasn't even out.
"Hey," she greeted the taller girl who stopped her training and look irritated at the redhead; the look stopped once the pale-green teen noticed what the musician was wearing. "Care to spar?"
"A proper and prim Princess wants to learn some fencing?" Shego asked, craning a beautiful ebony colored eyebrow.
"Well, I cannot find a better stress reliever," the redhead confessed and sighed. She was expecting the pale teen to ask her to go 'dream on' somewhere else.
"Fine, but I'll go at you with all I got," the super-star warned and decided to put some of her stealing skills to practice; the targets were any curves that the redhead possessed. 'If I could only steal her heart...' She thought in pain.
"Well, I find that better than you taking me lightly and for no good reason," the redhead replied; she felt happy that Shego was opening to her, even if she was scared of the consequences.
They began, and before they knew it, the sun was out and many of the kids were watching them with amazement. They had never seen anyone their age move so fast or so carefully. They were evenly matched, but then Shego tuned up another level and sent the redhead blowing into the lake. The hit had been so strong that Kim wasn't able to surface; realizing her own strength, the pale-green female went right after the musician. For once it was her fault, but then the petite girl had fired her up in more than one way. She knew the risks of getting to angry or overheated, but she would have never guessed that her childhood friend had such control over her. Besides, she could lose herself to the anger, and then she would become a real bomb; nothing pleasant, she was sure.
She welcomed the cooling effect of the lake's water, on her skin; it helped her incredibly of getting out of her over-heated mode. She hated going into that mode since it left her with no control over her body, powers or sense of self. She was soon out with the redhead teen in arms; the girl had spent to long underwater and would need help soon. Shego did the only thing she could think about doing. Placing her hands in place, she gave the love of her life breath to breath respiration. She would give her own breath to get back her precious girl; there was no one like her on the world and there would never be. She only wanted her petite musician back, and she would fight death over the small girl's soul. She pumped her best friend's chest, not caring about feeling what was beneath, just wishing for her friend's well being. She was glad that she was drenched in water since no one could tell she was silently crying.
Her labor gave fruits, soon those hunting olive eyes opened again, and coughing up water, she came back to life. Shego wasn't sure whether to hug the petite redhead or just curse her for scaring the living hell out of her. Instead, the pale teen just dried her eyes and forehead in one move, and left the place all together. Anne was soon there, with a towel for the redhead; the last thing she wanted was for her two girls to get sick but she knew better than to worry over her daughter. Besides, knowing the girl as well as she did, Shego would want to be alone for some time. She was right, of course, but there was someone unfortunate enough to try and talk with the idol teen. Her name was Bonnie 'Bon-Bon' Rockwaller.
"Hey there Shego," she said amiably enough, "care to talk?"
"Who the hell are you," the pale-green asked in silent rage, "and what the fuck do you want?"
"I'm Bonnie," the brunette persisted, "Bonnie Rockwaller. I wanted to talk with you."
"I know you're a lesbian," the thief replied dryly, "but I don't want anything to do with you."
"I'm not a lesbian!" The brunette replied with a blush, "and even if I were, I wouldn't be interested in you!"
"Of course you're not," she then rectified; she did notice a bracelet that the tanned girl had in a wrist, she had seen it in her mother's too, "interested in me, that is. You are interested in my money. Well, I'm not interested."
"I'll be once even more famous than you, and that day you'll find out that you actually like me," the aqua-eyed girl threatened, "by then I'll have better things to do with my time."
"Sorry but not interested in petty threats," the pale-green replied, her fists on her, "and I really want to be left alone you got me? Besides, I'm not interested in being a gold-digger, so stay away from me. Harpy..."
"Shrew!" The brunette replied in anger.
"Well, who would have guessed?" The pyro teen retorted, "these powers reflect me y'know! I'm a temperamental girl who has a destructive habit, guess what fire is, huh?"
"Ugh!" The brunette replied, but the thief teen had gotten a little present; she did like gold.
"That was mean," someone said from somewhere else, "did you think she could reply to that?"
"I give a fucking damn Kimmie!" Shego replied, fire in her eyes; she did have a destructive quality and the last thing she wanted was to get her Princess killed. "You're here for the same? Just to tell me that you're a lesbian in love with me?!"
"Wow, such colorful language," the petite redhead replied, sniffling and holding her towel close. She gave the pale-green teen one, "here, you're drenched."
"So what?!" The idol star retorted; she still took the offered towel, "what do you want?"
"I actually wanted to know how you knew you were a lesbian," the redhead said, sounding offended and hurt at the same time, "I'm having some identity problems, but I guess I'm not welcome."
"You'll never be, Possible," Shego replied with disdain, but she left her precious Princess a gift; as before, the redhead now didn't feel the cold or a cold attacking her. She felt at once and turned around but Shego had left, "good-bye."
Kim couldn't help it, she cried silently as she went back to her cabin to get into some dried clothes. She entered to find her albino girl changing into dry clothes too. She did wonder about that but soon found out why; a bunch of kids were outside throwing one another into the dock.
"They are using the shallow side now," Sam reported as she hugged the petite girl from behind, "another one almost drowned and I had to go after the kid."
"You are always so generous," Kim replied, turning so that she could receive a proper hug from her friend.
"You gave me quite a scare there, Kimmie," Sam said, kissing her friend's forehead, "I was afraid."
"I was afraid to lose you too," the redhead replied, crying, 'afraid of losing her too...'
"If you ever die and I'm left alive, I promise to follow you," the albino vowed and the musician just took a deep breath.
"You would live for me too, not waste your life!" The young hero said, trying to escape the embrace of her friend.
"I would follow you Princess," she repeated, "to bring you back with us, even if I have to fight to get you back."
"You don't know how to fight, Sammie," the olive-eyed teen replied with a giggle.
"I would, if it meant I would have you back," she replied honestly, "where would I be without my best friend, huh?"
"Where have you been without me, huh?" The petite teen retorted.
"In the pits of Hell, Pumpkin," and for her, it was true; being with those two idots was an inferno that she thought if she ever died and went to Hell, she would find herself ruler of the place, "in the pits of Hell... That's what happens to me if I'm away from you."
"I missed you too," Kim said, and the albino just kissed her forehead again.
"Mom said you could have the remainder of the day here, sleeping," the super-star reported, and went to help her girl change. Once they were both on dry clothes, Sam went to leave, "if you need anything, just ask and any of the staff members will come to help you with anything."
"No Sammie," the redhead said in a quiet demeanor and took the pale teen's hand, "please stay. I had nightmares last night, and I know you will scare them away."
The albino was nervous about that last comment, does it mean she knows?! Holly shit, that ain't right!! Shit! Sam was nervous, swallowed her nervousness away, and gave in to the petite musician. She loved the girl dearly and would do anything to make her happy. The one thing she felt she could do at the moment was not be Shego around her; it would be best.
In the cafeteria, everyone was wondering what had happened to the musical theme of their food this time; they liked the idea, and said as much when Anne asked what was wrong and why they weren't eating. Since then, there is a small block of notes for kids to write what they would want for their next meal: macaroni notes for dinner? The thing was, only the petite redhead's creativity had given surface to the 'music patties' as they were now dubbed, and so they would need more innocent imagination to get some of their musical meals done. This was done though, for special occasions; anyone could place a vote in the locked box near the block of notes; it would decide the next theme for another meal. It made their meals more fun.
Well, I don't live from reviews, but it seems like not many of you guys are interested in it. Special thanks to: zutAra101 for her support and reviews. This one is for you and your support. I hope you all enjoy it, oh and xx Dark Angel Baby xx, thanks for your last review on this chappie; I have read over it after I read your review and fixed some dumb mistakes. This go for the two of you, good reviewers; thanks for your support.
Oh yeah, did you notice I'm readin Pariah at the moment? And I have a headache, even while writing this story, but writing seems to be the only cure.
BTW: Music patties, lol. I wonder if someone who makes food would actually do one of those, lol. I just find the name hilarious, xD