Blossoms POV
I woke up gasping to my alarm clock on my phone blaring loudly. I quickly but carefully press the stop button with my middle length nails clacking the screen quietly. I had nightmare about what happened.. but I needed to get ready. I swiftly get up and go to the bathroom to take a quick shower. After I got done, I put a light pink crop top on with a white middle length skirt. I made my way to my bed and made it. I yawned quietly, then grabbed my pink tennis shoes and put them on. I went back to the bathroom to apply my makeup. I wore a deep pink eye shadow with some pink blush. I also added a little bit of eyeliner. I put my hair in a mid ponytail.
My name is Blossom Utonium. I live with my two sisters Bubbles and Buttercup. I am the eldest by a few minutes, standing at 5ft 7 inches and having the longest hair of the three. My eyes are a rare pink color, and they hold authority. My hair color is ginger and goes down to my waist. It is held up by a small bow clip. I used to wear a big bow, but I grew out of that. I am usually the intelligent one. I am a pretty good singer, but I don't brag about it. I have small freckles on my face. I am considered the leader of the group. I can dance very well.
Buttercup is a tomboy with ebony hair and a short boy haircut. She is the prettiest out of all of us, but don't tell her that if you don't want a slap to the face. She stands at 5ft 7 inches and is the middle child. Her eyes are a bright lime green, that are the most beautiful out of all of us. They always hold a deep emotion, yet she never shows it. She has a sarcastic and rude attitude, but it is not as bad as it was when she was younger. She hates dresses and skirts and is a great cook. She would never admit it, but she can sing very well.
Bubbles is the cute and frilly innocent one. She loves to dress up in anything cute. Her hair is golden blonde, going a little bit above her mid back. She used to always have it in two pigtails, but even though she is still childish she grew out of it. She is an inch shorter than me and Buttercup, standing at 5ft 6. Her eyes are a bright blue, very innocent and curious like. She is the youngest out of the three of us. She is a pretty good cook, but Buttercup is the best. She can also sing very well, but doesn't admit it. She is amazing at art.
We are all triplets, surprisingly. We look so different, but we all hold talent.
To say the least, we love singing with each other
"Buttercup! Bubbles! Get up!" I yell loudly, waking my two sisters. I go down the stairs and sit at the table. You would think that I would make breakfast, but my sister Buttercup can make the best breakfast out of all three of us.
I hear walking down the stairs. "Morning Bubbles."
"Good morning Blossom!" She cheerfully replies. She was wearing a baby blue crop top with a frilly ending and a deep blue skirt with white polka dots. She had white long boots with white leggings. She had light blue eye shadow on with some pink blush.
She has always been the optimistic one. Even after it happened.
I heard loud stomping coming a minute later down the stairs. "Buttercup! Stop stomping." I scolded.
"Well excuse me, I hate getting up at 6 AM." She said grumpily. She was wearing a green sweatshirt with a pair of black knee length shorts and a black choker. She never wore makeup. She quickly made her way to the stove and started making some waffles.
I started humming Blank Space by Taylor swift. Bubbles chimed in then Buttercup and we started harmonizing.
Bubbles:
Oh my god, look at that face.
Buttercup:
You look like, my next mistake.
Blossom:
Love's a game, wanna play...
All:
ey
We all started laughing and before Bubbles and I knew it we had waffles in front of us. We all hungrily dug in and savored the flavor.
"This is amazing, Buttercup!" Bubbles said. I nodded in agreement.
"Heh. Thanks. I added some new ingredients." She said, chuckling. "And I will not tell you what they are!" She smirked.
"Ok girls, we need to gather our stuff together, so we can get to school on time." I stated after we finished eating. Without letting them respond, I quickly went to my room and grabbed my backpack. While I gathered the rest of my school supplies into the backpack, I saw a picture of Professor, our dad, on my nightstand. I felt a tear fall from my eye, and quickly wiped it off and re-applied my makeup. I went to the couch and sat down waiting for Bubbles and Buttercup.
A few moments later, Bubbles and Buttercup went down the stairs and to the door. "Lets go girls." I said sitting up and opening the door. We quickly started walking to school, because none of us knew how to drive. We were all listening to music from Buttercups Ipod.
Buttercup:
First you go out of your way, and the vibe is feeling strong and what's
Small turned into a friendship, a friendship
Turned into a bond and that bond will never be broken
That love will never get lost.
Buttercup sang the rapping part. We made it to school in just a few minutes on time and said our goodbyes. I had English, Bubbles had art and Buttercup had Math.
Time for another day of school.
Buttercups POV
After I split up with my sisters, I walked into the classroom and sat down grumpily. After ten minutes of class, I was so bored.
This is so BORING! I thought, bringing my hands to my face and pulling them down again. I may not be the smartest, but I already knew all this stuff. Mr. Haras is always so unemotional. I started to look into space.
"-rcup, Buttercup!" The teacher yelled in my face. I jumped up and glared at him. "Would you like to solve the problem on the board?" He said angrily. I looked at the problem. Shouldn't be too hard. I thought with a smirk. I made my way to the front of the class and right when I was about to grab the chalk, some random guy opened the door and walked in.
"And who are you?" Mr. Haras said, looking at the guy. I glared at him, taking in what he looks like. He has ebony hair and forest green eyes that showed so much emotion. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and gray sweatpants. "My name is Butch. I am the transfer student?" He said raising an eyebrow. Mr. Haras cleared his throat and called out to the class. "Everyone, this is Butch Jojo. He will be transferring to this school. Butch," He said turning to him. "You will sit right there." He pointed to the empty seat next to mine.
Great. I thought bitterly. "Can I continue now, Mr. Haras?" I said grumpily. I swear I saw Butch staring at be through the corner of my eye, but that could've just been my imagination.
"I don't know, can you?" He responded sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and just went back to finishing the problem. "Blah blah blah, done." I said while smirking.
"Correct." Mr. Harris muttered, mad that he couldn't correct me. I quickly walked back to my seat, ignoring the ebony haired guy next to be and laid my head on the desk, supported by my arms. I started thinking back to when it happened. I could feel my eyes getting teary and scolded myself internally for thinking about it in class, because I always cry. No one, not even my sisters, has seen me cry.
I quickly move my head up, hoping my hair would cover my teary eyes, and pinch myself to stop crying. It worked, like it always does. But I felt like someone was staring at me. I ignored it and looked up at the white board full of questions I already knew the answers to. I started thinking about it again and quickly looked down, raising my hand.
"Yes, Buttercup?" He said, annoyed I interrupted. "Ca- May I, go to the bathroom?" I said still looking down. I still felt like someone was staring at me, but I shrugged it off because everyone was looking at me since I never ask like that.
"U-Uh. Yes, you may.." Mr. Harris said, noticeably confused. I sat up and quickly went out the door, making my way to the bathroom. I reach the bathroom and make sure no one is in there. When I see no one is, I run in the bathroom and into one of the stalls, tearing up again. I sniffed quietly and coughed loudly. I finally stopped crying, but it was already almost time for my class to be finished. I went to the classroom and waited beside the door, forcing an emotionless face on myself.
I heard the bell ring and waited for someone to come out. When they did, I went to where I was supposed to meet my sisters, and I definitely felt someone staring at me.
Bubbles POV
After me and my sisters split up, I excitedly made my way to the art class. I was always the first one there. I walked in and greeted my teacher. "Hello, Ms. Keane!" I said happily. "Goodmorning, Bubbles. I hope you are ready to finish your painting!" She said. "Oh, and we have a new student today!" She added.
"Oh?" I said, confused. I wonder if it's a girl or boy, and if he or she is good at art! I thought happily. I skipped to my desk, and grabbed my unfinished painting from under it. The painting was a deep blue sea with a sunrise. The details were amazing, but I insisted I wasn't done. I heard the door open, and the rest of my classmates coming inside.
"Hello." I heard a not too deep innocent voice say. I looked up and saw someone I didn't recognize. He had dirty blonde hair cut short and was messy. He had deep blue eyes full of so much emotion. He was wearing a dark blue shirt and a pair of jeans. He just screamed cute.
"Everyone, this is Boomer Jojo. He has transferred to this school, so give him a warm welcome! Boomer," She turned to me and pointed to the empty desk next to me. "You will sit there." She said happily.
"Yes, Ma'am." He said while making his way to his new desk. He quickly sat down and put his backpack on the floor next to him.
"Hi!" I said cheerfully. He looked at me confused but then smiled warmly. "Hello."
I quickly picked up my paint brush and began painting. "I'm Bubbles." I said, glancing at him. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Bubbles." He smiled again. I could feel my cheeks warming, but I just continued to paint. After about twenty minutes passed, I heard someone talking. "Wow. That's amazing!" I turned around to see Boomer grinning at me.
"Thank you!" I said, my smile widening. I turned to look at my painting. The details were more lively now, and the sunset balancing with the bright and dark colors was amazing. I noticed an unfinished detail and quickly fixed it. "There! I'm finished, Ms. Keane!" I called out.
She quickly came to my desk and looked at my painting. "Wow!" She breathed. "This is outstanding! Thank you for sharing you art with me." She smiled widely.
Just then the bell ringed and everyone sat up, grabbing their supplies. I sat up from my desk, letting emotions run through me slowly. This always happens. I just let the go through me, standing there. After a few moments, I grabbed my backpack and waved bye to Ms. Keane. I started my way to meet with my sisters, but I swore I felt someone watching me.
Blossoms POV
I quickly walked to my class, yawning since I had those nightmares and didn't get much sleep last night. When I reached the classroom door, I opened it and was surprised to see someone sitting next to my desk. I didn't recognize him, so he must be new. I studied him carefully. He had dark ginger hair with deep red eyes that were emotionless. His hair reached his mid back, and was in a low ponytail. He was wearing a deep red shirt with jeans. When he heard the door open, he looked up and stared in my eyes. I quietly moved and asked Mrs. Tuli if he transferred here or something. Supposedly he has, with two other brothers.
Standing straight, I made my way to my desk, and sat down. I placed my backpack on the other side of my desk and neatly grabbed all my books and put them on my desk. I opened the small drawer in my desk with a key and grabbed my pencil carefully then pushed it closed. I glanced at the new student from the corner of my eye and waited a minute for the rest of the class to arrive, Sure enough, one minute passed and the rest of the class came in the classroom, going to their assigned seats.
"Hey." I heard suddenly. Since it startled it, I jumped slightly and turned to look at the new student. "Yes..?" I questioned.
"Nothing, Pinky." He said, looking at the front of the class. "Pinky? My name isn't Pinky." I said annoyed. "You never told me your name in the first place." He pointed out snarkily. I just scoffed. "Blossom." I said, then turned to the front of the class, listening to Mrs. Tuli teach everyone the things I already knew. I looked out of the corner of my eye again and he had is eyebrow raised, looking at me. After a while I turned to him sharply. "What?" I said annoyed.
He just stared at me. I grudgingly looked back to the front. About twenty minutes passed and a dazed off, which I rarely do.
"Blossom." The teacher called me. "No change." I said, not thinking.
"Correct. At least look like you're paying attention." She scolded. Just then the bell rang, and I sat up grabbing my backpack. I might look emotionless, but on the inside, I'm broken. I quickly make it to the door and go to where me and the girls are supposed to meet.
Our lockers were right next to each others, so we always met there. I saw Bubbles making her way to her locker. "Hey Bubbles. How was art class?"
"Oh, hey Bloss. It was amazing as always!" She grinned. "I finally finished my sunset painting. I think I did a pretty good job. Oh, and a new student transferred to our school! He's so cute. His name is Boomer!" She giggled. "That must be Bricks brother." She muttered. "What was that?" Bubbles said confused. "Nothing." I swiftly put in my locker combination code and opened it, revealing my supplies neatly organized in the locker. I quickly place my English textbook in the locker after grabbing my Math textbook.
"Hey Bloss. Hey Bubs." I heard. I turned around and saw Buttercup. She looked sad. Did it..
"Buttercup? Are you alright?" Bubbles said worriedly."Yea.. I'm fine. Don't worry 'bout me!" She said, turning back to her old self. "How was your class, BC?" I asked, curious.
"It was boring as usual. Except for my.. attack." She said looking down. Me and Bubbles nodded sadly, knowing what happened. I thought I saw some ebony haired boy staring at her, but I shrugged it off. "Also, there was a new kid that transferred here." She said looking up. "What a coincidence! Someone else also transferred here too!" Bubbles said confused. "They're brothers." I said to them both. "Most likely triplets."
"There'a third one?" They said simultaneously. "Yep. He is in my English class." I groaned. "I don't exactly know his name though." She said, annoyed. "Well the transfer student in my class is Butch." She said, not caring.
"The new student in my art class is Boomer! So cute!" She said with stars in her eyes.
All of the sudden, we heard someone talk. "Aw, look. She thinks you're cute, Boom!" Someone said teasingly. We all turned around to meet the three new students. They were all standing at 6ft 1 except the blonde who was standing at 6ft. The blonde also had a red face. Bubbles was red too.
"W-What? N-No! We were t-talking about... someone named B-Boo..nker..." Bubbles tried to cover it up, but no one was believing it.
...
Buttercup started laughing.
"HAH! I feel bad for Bubbles." She said still laughing. The ebony haired boy, most likely Butch, stared at her. I looked at the annoying red head. "What do you want?" I said, clearly annoyed.
"We were just walking down the hall, when we overheard your conversation that included my bro Boomer here." He said, pointing at boomer. Boomers face went even more red. I couldn't help but snicker a little about what had happened, then Bubbles glared at me embarrassingly. "Sorry." I said still snickering. The red head was looking at me weird, but I just wanted to get out of here. I was already feeling sick to my stomach.
"We're just gonna go." I said, finally suppressing my laughs. I grabbed Bubbles and Buttercups arm, even though Buttercup yanked it out of my hand, and went to the principles office. "Mr. Gary, Buttercup and Bubbles are feeling sick. Could they go home?" I asked sweetly. "Yes they may." Mr. Gary responded. "What about you, Bloss?" Bubbles said, confused.
"Have I ever missed a day of school?" I asked them, knowing the answer. "Hah, nope. Not even when you got the flu, which explains why your teachers got sick that day." Buttercup said laughing a little bit.
"Just go home," I started. "I'll be fine." I said, smiling at them. "Alright.." Bubbles said, walking with Buttercup to the exit. "I'll see you guys at home!" I called to them, then walking back to my class. Luckily I had no more classes with that red head. It was as uneventful as ever.