Disclaimer: Sadly, I can only ever own the Powerpuff Girls in my dreams.


-Girls Love A Bad Boy-


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(Blossom's POV)

"Alright, everyone. I'll be handing back your writing assignments from last week and I've got to admit, they were subpar at best. C'mon guys, passion! You can almost taste adulthood, and yet some of you still write like three year olds." This earned Mr. Haynes a few chuckles from the class. "You need to find something you're passionate about and focus. Write about what you know! What you love!"

The bell rang, and I watched Mr. Haynes push his muddy brown hair back, righting his glasses. He was always trying to get us excited about writing and opening up our creating minds - didn't he know half our school's population combined had the imagination of a brick?

"Blossom, I wanted to speak with you." He said as I was leaving. A few students whispered and laughed in my direction; I rolled my eyes at their immaturity.

I walked over to his desk and he handed me my paper. I had written about how unreasonable it was for teachers to expect students in their seats on time when the hallways always looked like a Black Friday sale. I thought it was a decent paper, but evidently he seemed to disagree. A big, fat, red C+ was scribbled on the front. I stared in disbelief, silently fuming.

"It was an alright paper, Blossom, but it felt too shallow. I felt like I was reading an angry rant from an entitled teenager. If it wasn't for your excellent grammar and early submission, that would've been a D. I believe in you and I know you can do better than this."

I stayed silent, nodding at the appropriate times to let him know I was listening. If only he knew the type of writing I was capable of. I refrained from voicing my thoughts and pasted a smile on my face.

"Of course, Mr. Haynes. I'll try better next time."

"Alright, you're free to leave."

I turned to leave but he called me once again.

"Oh, and Blossom? Why don't you speak up more in class? I'm sure you have some valuable input to share with the rest of us."

"Okay, I'll do that." I replied mechanically.

He nodded at me and I left the classroom. Susana was waiting for me by my locker.

"So, did Mr. Hot Stuff offer you some extra credit?"

Well, that's Susana 'Susie' Jenkins for you. The girl has never heard of a verbal filter, and I doubt she'd see the need for one. But, we'd been friends since the first day of kindergarten when we had both come to school in the same outfit.

"No. He wanted me to speak up more in class." I shoved the paper into my locker; I just wanted to be rid of the stupid thing.

She laughed and said "C'mon, anyone could've have told you that. Don't you know that half the school thinks you're a damn mute, Blossom?"

I closed the locker and shoved my books into my shoulder bag. "Why waste my breath on stupidity, when I could just mind my business?"

Susana shrugged. "Whatever, hey did you hear? Brick broke up with Princess. He told her 'he wanted to see other people,' - Yeah right, everyone knows he's screwing her best friend and apparently that's been going on for a while. God, she's so stupid."

I resisted the urge to mention that Brick had said the same thing to Susana when he broke up with her to date Princess.

"What or who Brick does is really none of my business."

This didn't sit well with Susana, queen of all gossips. "For fucks sake, Blossom! Why can't you act like a normal teenage girl for once? You're always so calm and levelheaded."

"Well, you act like a teenage girl enough for the both of us." I smiled as she huffed childishly. We entered the cafeteria and were greeted by our cheerleaders getting ready for the pep rally tonight.

"Hit 'em, Hit 'em!

Smack 'em down!

We're the Bears,

And that's our crown!"

Noticeably absent was Princess, who happened to be the captain. She was sitting in the corner, picking at her salad. Her eyes were rimmed red from what I assumed was crying and she kept staring to her right. I followed her line of vision and saw it led to Brick, who had Joanna Parker on his lap and they looked quite cozy. Joanna kept leaning in and running her fingers through Brick's hair, Princess viciously attacking her salad as she watched.

I didn't realize that I had actually been staring until Brick's eyes suddenly met mine. I quickly looked away and followed Susana to our table.

I wasn't interested in Brick Jojo's drama today - or anyone associated with him.

Boomer and Susana were talking about the already infamous break-up when I got to the table.

"I really don't get why all the girls fall all over themselves for him. He's an ass, plain and simple and they deserve better." Boomer argued between bites of his burger.

I almost sighed but quickly kept myself in check. Boomer Michaels was perfection. He wasn't just a pretty face (although he had that in his favor); he was a gentleman and I was in love with him. Although, I would never do anything about it. First of all, he was one of my best friends.

"He's gorgeous, Boomer. Girls love a bad boy." answered Susana, failing to notice that Boomer stiffened when she complimented Brick.

Ah, there was the second reason. He also happened to be crushing on Susana big time. And why wouldn't he be? She was vivacious, beautiful, and word on the street was she was 'a beast with her tongue'. Any guy's wet dream wrapped up in Pokey Oaks school uniform. Well, unless you considered the two beautiful girls who sat at the popular table - or the 'IT' table, as we mere commoners called it. Those were the unattainable beauties.

"Back me up Blossom. Tell our little Susie over here that Brick's an asshole."

"Well, considering the fact that he's dated the entire student female population at Pokey Oaks and has broken their hearts in an inconsiderate manner, then yes Boomer, I would agree. He is an ass."

Susana rolled her eyes and groaned. "Blossom doesn't count. She's the only girl at school who hasn't dated Brick, so how the hell would she know? He was really sweet for the month that we dated."

"It was a week, Susana, and he dumped you after you slept with him, for Princess Morbucks, who funny enough, had been seeing him behind your back." I corrected her, taking a bite out of my ham sandwich.

Boomer tried to hide his grin as Susana flustered and tried to search for an answer, but failed to come up with anything. She looked like she was about to leave the table, so I intervened.

"New topic, please. All this talk about His Highness is going to make me sick."

Susana visibly perked up, excitement in her eyes. "Did you read the new piece from Madame Devereux? Oh my God, it nearly killed me! How the hell does she do this?"

Boomer and her discussed the genius of Madame Devereux and I suppose I must have seemed out of place as Boomer asked, "Hey, Bloss, do you read any of her stuff?"

Susana rolled her eyes, "What? Our little Blossy? She probably thinks Madame Devereux is 'overrated' or something."

I didn't reply and instead continued eating. I wanted to tell them my secret, to see their faces painted with shock when I reveal to them that I was the school's biggest mystery. But, I finished my sandwich and got up.

"Madame Devereux is clearly some sexually repressed lady who fills her afternoons with cheap writing. She's a half rate author and anyone who thinks otherwise is just wrong. Hell, she could be Mrs. Hart for all we know." Mrs. Hart had been the school's librarian for the last thirty years, and could probably survive another thirty.

I left the table, but I could hear them still talking about "how wrong Blossom was" and "Madame Devereux is the best thing that's happened to this school."

I shook my head at them, smiling slightly. Oh, how they'd never know.

~End of Chapter~


Was feeling a little Blossicky lately, and decided to test this little gem out. Depending on what y'all think, I think this idea could flesh out into a full blown story. Fingers crossed, anyway. All other main characters will obviously play important roles in future chapters. What's a story without the whole gang?

And the title of the story is obviously taken from 'Sugar, we're goin down' by FOB, for those who don't know. (Who doesn't know this song tho?)

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-Shiloh