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"Bubbles! Time to wake up!" She heard her name being called by her oldest and most protective sister, Blossom. The redhead was constantly worried about the blonde after the incident, and could never stop worrying.

Bubbles woke immediately and checked the alarm clock, 7:00 am, school in just an hour. She mentally groaned as she climbed to her feet and faced the mirror. For a 17 year old girl, Bubbles' didn't have the features most girls her age had. She had curves, yes, but not enough to compete with Blossom and her tomboy sister Buttercup. She had a small chest size too, and was slightly shorter than either of her sisters, though she didn't know how considering they were made of the same DNA. She went into the hallway with her bathroom supplies and locked herself into the bathroom, knowing to hurry before Buttercup woke, for she would be insanely cranky. Even with all the negative things happening in her life, Bubbles always wore her famous and friendly smile.

She floated down the stairs carefully, they didn't let her use her powers anymore, after the incident. Brushing it off, she walked into the kitchen, where Blossom was currently putting two pieces of toast on a dish for her. She used to be the one cooking, but after that day... they only let her do things that wasn't over straining for her, like taking a walk to the end of the block. Bubbles smiled up at her sister, sitting and then eating her breakfast graciously.

Blossom sat next to the blonde to try and comfort her sister. You see, it was a very hard battle, between them and a monster they had destroyed... well Bubbles destroyed. She used her sonic scream, but it was higher, more forced than any she had used earlier, too powerful for her, and in the end... Bubbles became mute. Of course Blossom blamed herself, thinking that if anyone had to lose something, it should have been her. She smiled, for her sister's sake; "Bubbs, I heard you have dance tryouts today."

Bubbles nodded, clearly excited. In school the only ones knowing of Bubble's muteness were teachers, so they showed pity and didn't ever call on the girl, though it made her feel so useless. You would've thought Bubbles had gotten more shy and afraid. And she was. As a child Bubbles would make friends with anyone she met, but now the only friends she had were her sisters and Robin, the only other child knowing of the incident.

"Hey there Squirt!" Buttercup grinned, ruffling Bubbles' perfect pigtails as she walked past and took a seat between her sisters; "Ready for school today?"

Again, Bubbles nodded excitedly and jumped up from the table. She was wearing white skinny jeans with a blue tee-shirt, reading 'Silent but deadly', yes, it reminded her of a fart but it always made her smile. As she finished tying on her navy converse, she pulled a fluffy blue South Pole jacket from the closet by the door and grabbed her white and blue jansport bag which also held her change before dance tryouts.

"Alright alright, just give us 5 minutes!" Blossom laughed, Bubbles missed the way the girls used to act towards her, now they were just too soft on her... again, did she need to remind them how hardcore she was? She practically bounced by the door until her sisters got weary and ditched their breakfasts, grabbing their bags and following her. They were practically dressed the same, but Blossom had blue skinny jeans and a pink shirt reading 'When all goes wrong, turn to Shakespeare' with her bow discarded and replaced with a plain pink headband, and Buttercup had black skinny jeans and a green shirt reading 'Tears are for the strong, but you won't be strong once I'm done with you ;)' and her hair had surpisingly grown past her shoulders, though it was kept up in a ponytail. With one sad glance at the lab entrance, where Professor hadn't emerged from since last night, they walked out the door, two beginning to fly but stopping as they remembered who was with them.

Bubbles walked confidently as her sisters took her into the school, even with all the whispers being heard. Yep, they were the center of gossip, but why? Easy, because even though crime rates had dropped, only two of the PowerPuffs had been fighting off this Evil, and now everyone was certain it was because Bubbles had become a secret criminal herself and her sisters were harbouring her... how did that even make any sense? Did these people forget about all the things Bubbles had done for them?

Thankfully, the girls had their first class together, Astronomy. Of course, it wasn't a coincidence. The Professor had asked the Principal on a personal favor to place the girls together for at least a couple of classes. They got their books out of their lockers, which were placed next to hers and walked into class a second before the bell rang, because the girls walked really slow for Bubbles, which only infuriated the blonde as she decided to walk even slower and make them suffer for it, especially Blossom. Blossom hated being late, she hated getting in trouble for anything. Buttercup on the other hand was in no rush to get to any of her classes but was only going to skip receiving one of Blossom's lectures.

Blossom and Buttercup left Bubbles' side to sit by their friends, and the blonde took her now usual seat almost all the way in a back corner, looking only at the board and at her notes. The teacher called attendance, skipping Bubbles' name because he knew she was always there, silent, but always there, like some sort of deadly poison once inside someone's body. This made Bubbles groan mentally, she hated all the attention, the teachers would always stare at her, even though they would never call on her.

"Class!" Mrs. Emersan called; "Before we begin I must introduce three new students."

Bubbles waved it off and started to doodle on an extra sheet of paper. That was a few things Bubbles could do without getting called out for; drawing and dancing. Suddenly her name was hissed, and she looked at Buttercup intently, Buttercup in turn pointed her head to the front of the class. There, standing, were none other than their counterparts, the RoudyRuff Boys?

She tried screaming but clamped her mouth before the sound could escape her lips. If the boys discovered her muteness, then ther was no telling what they would do. Mrs. Emersan's eyes looked over Bubbles worriedly, and she felt the rest of the class looking at her. She whipped her head to her sisters, but they just looked back, unsure on what was going on. DID THEY FORGET I WAS MUTE? Then, like a ton of bricks, Blossom turned back to the teacher and shouted; "We can't have classes with them, they're evil! They used to destroy Townsville and over and over they tried killing us!"

"Surely what they had done in the past can be looked over." Mrs. Emersan scowled; "And if you have any other complaints you may as well get up now and leave."

Buttercup gave Mrs. Emersan a look, but her vision switched to where the three boys stood smirking; "Fine, but if they even try anything..."

"Buttercup I said that's enough." Mrs. Emersan barked; "Boys, you may take seats wherever you like."

Bubbles looked panicked, there were three more empty seats, but they were in her corner. Which meant they could find out about her secret at any time. She only began to panic more when the RowdyRuffs moved to the corner, taking seats behind me; Boomer at the left, Butch at the right, and Brick right in the center. OH MY LORDY! (Sorry, some kid once said that to me after rudely slamming a door into me, my left big toe's nail is still blue from it.)

"What up Blondie?" Brick asked, grinning widely, his attitute certainly hadn't changed, though his appearance did; he wore ripped black jeans, a white tank but covered by a white graphic tee.

No reply came as Bubbles once more locked panicked eyes with her sisters. She shook her head, shrugging as she got back to her doodles.

"Guess Blondie just doesn't feel like talking to us no more." Brick laughed sarcastically as he shook the chair lightly; "He just wanted to know if you're okay." His red eyes stayed as destructive as ever, his red cap covering his hair, as he too wore ripped jeans, this in plain blue and wearing a red striped colored shirt.

She tapped her pen on the notebook, getting annoyed glances from some of the other classmates, making her stop instantly as she gave them all apologetic smiles.

"Bubbs has a temper now?" Boomer asked in feigned shock; "Who knew?" His new appearance was the most shocking. He wore gray sweats, and a plain blue tee shirt, showing his 6 pack underneath, and his blonde hair was cut so it was framing his face perfectly... but she took no notice of it.

When the teacher wasn't looking, Bubbles turned around and grabbed Brick's pencil, snapping it in half before the bell rang and she sprang out. This term was sure gonna be long.