She was surrounded by hordes of people that she didn't know, engaging in an act that would make everyone involved pass judgement on her, and she was doing this with someone she would have never expected to be attracted to. This would've been the first couple of things that would be on the brunette's mind, yet this time, she wasn't concerned about all of that. For all Bonnie Rockwaller cared, her sisters could be watching this and she wouldn't give the slightest hint of caring… and she really wouldn't care to stop doing what she was doing.
There was only one thing on her mind… This girl that happened to be her roommate. This… girl that she had got used to, but never got tired of.
It seemed like Monique felt the same way.
Neither one bothered to interrupt their embrace on the middle of the dance floor. In fact, their spectators began to watch it for so long that most of them lost interest… Save for the pervs, anyway.
“…Ugh, enough already…” Shego said disgustedly. She was pleasantly surprised when she first saw Monique & Bonnie on the dance floor, but it had been at least like… five minutes. If they went on any longer, she was sure that they would lose valuable amounts of brain cells. With her mind made up, she stepped to a position a couple of feet away from where they were standing.
“Shego, no,” The redhead whispered, grabbing for her hand, but it was much too late. The older woman was well on her way to breaking this… nonsense up.
“Uh, hello?” She asked quietly. No response.
“Hell-O! It's like 12 Midnight… Some of us like sleeping at night,” She said, a little less than quietly. Maybe the sound of the music was drowning her out?
Still no response from the kissing couple.
This called for something a little less… subtle. She inched closer to Monique with the intention to tap her shoulder. Before she could, however, the girl in question was already in front of her. The ex-villainess shook her head. Was Monique that quick or was she just losing it?
“Yes?” Monique asked, clearly peeved that her moment was broken.
The ex-thief was at a loss… And that was a rare occasion.
“Kim over here wanted to know…”
The redhead shook her head from a fair distance away… Was she always going to be the scapegoat?
“Actually, I heard you whining like… three minutes ago.”
What was it with people giving her all this lip? Did Nicky just grow herself a backbone? She must have, because no one, save for maybe Kim (and that's a big maybe.) would have talked to the pale-skinned woman like that without walking away with a black eye, or broken appendage, or a bruised ego, or not exactly walking at all.
Not that any of this wasn't forthcoming.
It was obvious that Shego had a little less than a short fuse, especially for people she didn't care too much for.
Instead of going with her first impulse, which was… say, lighting this girl up like a Christmas tree, Shego decided to keep a cooler head. Besides, it was a bit too late at night to light someone up like a Christmas tree.
“All I'm saying is…”
“And all I'm saying is that you shouldn't have interrupted me…”
Monique calmly reached in her pockets and grabbed her car keys. She tossed them nonchalantly to Kim, who made the catch. After seeing that the auburn-haired girl made the catch, she turned her back.
“Kim, I really thought you were the younger one here, but it looks like She-She is a little cranky,” She stated. She said it in such a sarcastic tone that Shego would have been proud of it, had she not have been the subject of the verbal jab.
Bonnie wasn't going to admit it, but she was a bit impressed by the actions of Monique. She had to be pretty confident to sass Kim's girlfriend like that.
Kim, on the other hand was a tad bit confused. Why did Monique give her the keys?
“Where are you going?” She asked.
“Bonnie and I are gonna take a drive… Riiight, Bon?“
“Uh… Yeah,” The brunette said uneasily. After what had just happened on the dance floor, she was curious to know where this was going to lead to. She followed Monique's lead out of the building.
The redhead watched as the roommates left out of the club together.
“Where do you think they're going, Shego?” She asked once again.
“Are you naive, or are you just dense?” Came the reply of Shego.
“What do you mean?”
“Ohhh, I don't know. You saw those two out there on the floor a minute ago. Where do you think they're going?”
“I don't know, that's why I was asking you!”
“Oy…” Shego placed a hand on her forehead. Did Kimmie lose a couple of brain cells after they got together?
“What do you mean, 'ugh?' One time or another I would like to not be the last to know about things.”
“Why do you care anyway? It's none of your business.”
“Monique is a friend of mine. It is my business.”
She was right about that, not that Shego exactly cared.
“Let's just… go home. I'm too tired to argue.”
“No you're not. You just don't want to tell me where they're going.”
Shego looked upward to the ceiling … How the hell did she get herself into this?
It took long enough to get there, now the only conundrum present in this case was how she was going to get back.
Monique was relieved to know that Bonnie had fallen asleep in the passenger's side of the car. One, because she wasn't really much for talk at this point in time. The second was… Rockwaller was a lot prettier when she wasn't talking.
“Are we there yet?” A half-sleeping Bonnie asked.
The dark-skinned girl resisted the urge to giggle at the standard issue six-year-old-in-the-back-seat question.
As she came upon a red light, she checked the digital clock, it read 1:10. Geez, it was late… The heavyness of her own eyes reinforced that fact. Waiting for the light to turn green, she stole another gaze at the resting brunette. Maybe tonight was a turning point of sorts. Sure, there was a little back-and-forth static when they first met up earlier tonight, but when they got on the floor, it seemed like things just started to connect. It was something straight out of one of those awful dance movies.
Her only hope was that after tonight, things didn't go back to the same old thing. Whatever that was…
She recounted the events that led to this. Shewasprivy to the factthat the attraction was definitely there, but it certainly didn't mean anything if they were going to bicker and avoid each other all the time. If things were going to change between herself and Bonnie, she knew that things couldn't degenerate into what it was earlier this week. They had to talk this over when they got in… Without the loud voices, and fisticuffs like a certain other loving couple that Monique knew.
Maybe it was a coincedence, but a few blocks later, another red light temporarily blocked their progress. Monique had a devil of a time keeping her eyes on the road and not the slumbering girl on the passenger's side. All throughtout the high school years, she wondered how a girl with such a bad attitude like her's could attract so many guys without even trying. Of course, now that she was a few years older, she knew what it was.
Total physical attraction… And you know what? She was experiencing it too.
The girl had the body of life… Perhaps it was the black-haired girl's maturity or something else that allowed herself to be captivated by it rather than to be jealous of it.
If anything, Bonnie certainly knew how to flaunt it.
Hang on… Was she drooling?
Bonnie shifted positions in the leather seat as the light turned green. Monique pressed her foot on the gas pedal. Certainly it was too late to go anywhere but back to the campus. It was almost a foregone conclusion that they would both get the evil eye of from the security guards. She found herself addled by the brunette, who was muttering something as she continued to toss and turn. Shockingly enough, the ex-cheerleader found her resting spot on the black-haired girl's shoulder. Even more odd was the tanned girl uttering something that sounded like a sigh of satisfaction.
Monique resisted the urge to kiss her right then and there. Shame that she was driving at the present time, because the urge was driving her up a wall right now… Figuratively speaking.
After all, the campus was only… two miles away now? The only thing that she should have been thinking about were potholes, and how she hoped to not run over one, or any bumpy terrain for that matter.
The more she thought about how to not break this awkward, yet serene moment, the faster the ride became. Maybe it was because at this ungodly hour, the roads were mostly clear. After all, it was… 1:21, and was doing… 65 through a commerical roadway.
It took a further ten or fifteen minutes for Monique to hit the parking lot. She moved the clutch into the parking position.
The girl to her left looked rather comfortable in her position, which was still nestled on her shoulder. Monique gave the resting brunette a small nudge. Bonnie blinked both eyes, saw where she was, and quickly scooted away.
“You could've told me something,” She said.
“Nah… You look cute when you're sleeping,” Monique replied with a knowing wink.
A compliment… That was strange.
“Eh… Thanks,” The brunette said uneasily.
Both stayed quiet for the couple of minutes. Perhaps it was the fact that neither one had very much to say. Maybe they were both a bit fatigued from the exploits of earlier that night. The brunette was about to go for the door handle.
“Hey, Bonnie?”
“Mmm?”
“I think we should talk about what happened tonight…”
“We should?” The tanned girl asked curiously.
“Well yeah… Because we both know what happened tonight wasn't an accident.”
Someone had to say it… and Bonnie was taken aback by the fact that it was Monique rather than herself.
“You're right. Uh… Yeah… OK. Let's go…”
Both were just about on pins and needles as they exited the car and entered the multi-story building. They were equally silent as the walked through the lobby. Bonnie led the way, while Monique followed close behind. The silent walk led to a wordless ride on the elevator. Each of them went for the '5' button simultaneously, followed by both drawing back their respective hands in obvious anxiety.
Monique stared at Bonnie, who stared right back at her. Perhaps they were eyeballing each other for too long of a time because the brunette had suddenly turned away. It was like they were both back in Junior High School. Monique turned to her immediate left to check her purse, and Bonnie attended to her immaculately done hair.
The ex-cheerleader turned her gaze toward her reflection in the stainless steel elevator doors. Monique was right… All the tension had to be relieved. Whether it be by talking things out… or something a bit more interesting.
While the dark-skinned woman was still looking away, the brunette stealthily scanned her from top to bottom. Of course, she wasn't a total loss… In fact, she was quite the gain upon further review. The audible chime of the elevator signified that their floor was up. Bonnie still wasn't quite through with surveying her roommate that stepped ahead of her. She watched almost ravenously of the other girl's hips, which seemed to sway effortlessly. Maybe it was the fact that she was slightly uninhibited from the drinks she had at the club a few hours back, but at this moment, Mitchell was especially alluring to her right now.
'Maybe that's why what happened last night actually happened,' She thought. And what happened last week, as well.
Monique had this fast-developing notion that she was being watched. However, when she saw the brunette pass her by on her left side, those suspicions momentarily quelled.
In the back of her mind, she had this impending notion that something was going to happen. She wasn't exactly sure what it might be, but it couldn't be any more bizarre than what happened hours ago.
“You coming in or what?” Bonnie asked from a distance.
“I'll be right there,” Monique replied.
With guarded suspicion, the girl turned the knob to see her roommate pacing about.
“Finally,” she said impatiently.
“I'm so glad that you're happy to see me,” Monique shot back.
Moments passed by… Both reluctant to do or say much of anything. Maybe it was the fact that it had been a long and night, but neither one had very much to say.
The frustration was beginning to mount inside the ex-cheerleader. She was getting sick to death of all this awkward bullshit… This had to be like the tenth time that this was happening. Thankfully, however, she had a foolproof plan to combat this. She wondered why she didn't try before… It certainly did it's duty last week. All that the brunette had to was wait for some kind of distraction.
A distraction?
Who was she trying to fool? Herself?
The brunette took a deep breath.
“To hell with it…”
It certainly broke the silence, as Monique turned just in time to see the brunette's lips quickly advancing on her's. Did she stop her embrace?
“Mmmm…”
Apparently not.
As if they came out for an encore from the club hours ago, Bonnie & Monique continued their embrace as if they didn't miss a beat. Bonnie knew that she absolutely had to have this. Had she not have been as fatigued as she was, the brunette would have made her move in the car. Effortlessly, she sifted her hands through her roommate's hair. A moan from the dark-skinned girl encouraged her to press on with it.
Monique's world was just about set on fire. She didn't know exactly what to think of this turn, but at this point, at close to two o'clock in the morning, she didn't give much of a damn. The transfer student let out a gasp as the brunette's lips went from her own to her neck. Though the feeling was way too good for her stop, this was going a bit too fast for her liking.
“What… about…” She attempted to say.
“…Wasn't… working,” Bonnie said quickly before returning to the girl's neck. The brunette's lips threatened to go lower, which necessitated the… removal of some garments. Just as she went to unbutton Monique's shirt, however…
“Wait,” Monique gasped.
“What?” Bonnie asked, a mix of passion and frustration in her voice. Frustrated or not, she loved the way that the had her roommate at the moment, what with her gasping, trying in vain to recover and her chest rhythmically going up and down. But why the hell was she making her wait?
“…Bedroom.” She commanded quietly.
'Oh,' The brunette's lips curled into a smile… Finally, they were on the same page.
End of Part 1