Oh my gosh! I am on a writing high with this story! I promise you it does get better after the first two chapters! :) ~Timewriter~
Disclaimer: I don't own Powerpuff Girls. and if I did, the series would still be going.
It had been a long time since the Powerpuff girls had battled any tough opponents. Townsville had basically become a no crime city and they were happy about that. Sure, there was the occasional robbery or fire, but nothing too bad. That was until the three of them set foot in their high school as juniors.
They entered their first period and there they saw familiar looking guys. Bubbles glanced at them briefly before she took her seat. She then looked at them at the corner of her eye. Blossom and Buttercup were doing the same.
One had black hair like Buttercup and wore green like her but in a darker shade. His eyes were a shade darker green than Buttercup's and he looked really tough. He was glaring at nothing but it was Butch. His brothers were sitting beside him. Brick had his auburn hair under his red cap and his red eyes were glancing around the room. He wore red as his signature color. Then she looked at Boomer who had noticed them and was assessing the girls as they were assessing them. His blond hair was ruffled and he wore dark blue as his color and his eyes finally rested on Bubbles. She quickly glanced away from him.
All three boys had been wearing hoodies that matched their eyes and black pants with black shoes. Bubbles glanced at her sisters. Buttercup, being the one who relied on instinct, was fidgeting. She wanted to kick their butts and get them out of here. Blossom was obviously thinking of a plan-one that would probably cause less damage to the city. Bubbles just wanted to interrogate them and then let them have it.
Then a thought hit Bubbles. Would they even recognize us? The three of us had changed. Their eyes weren't as big as they used to be and they had grown to the same height of 5'5". Buttercup's hair had grown out to her shoulders and she spiked up the ends of her hair in a fashionable way but did it rarely since she always slept in and didn't care about what she looked like. So most of the time her hair would be brushed out and she'd be out the door in black sweats, a green shirt, and her combat boots.
Blossom's hair still flowed down her back and almost reached her upper thighs. She never wore make-up and stuck to jeans, pink shirts, and converses. She didn't wear bows anymore or clips. Now, she would curl her hair or French braid it or pile it all up in an elegant way on her head. Today her hair was curled in ringlets and she was wearing a light pink long-sleeved shirt with flared out jeans and light pink converses.
Bubbles' hair went half-way down her back when she had it down, but she normally would braid it in two braids or curl it or let it flow freely. Today, she had let it flow freely and wore jeans, a blue t-shirt, and blue converses. Her style ranged from dresses to skirts to jeans. She liked everything. She didn't wear make-up either. Sometimes, she would do her eyes but that's about it. They had changed, but they probably did recognize them. Bubbles' hope vanished. She supposed they would have to fight them.
Bubbles sighed. She was a great fighter, but preferred peaceful solutions to violent ones. Buttercup was the opposite and Blossom did whatever was best for her sisters and for the city. Someone threw a paper wads on the girls' desks. They unfolded the three papers and saw a note from their counterparts.
Don't even think about attacking us in school. We'll fight later
From: The Rowdyruff Boys.
The girls looked at each other. They had all gotten the same message. This only irked Buttercup and Blossom narrowed her eyes in irritation. Bubbles just decided to ignore it for awhile. She wadded the paper back up and threw it into the trash can. She glanced at the boys. Butch was glaring at her while Brick was calculating their movements and Boomer was holding a hand to his mouth and his shoulders were shaking. Bubbles realized he was laughing.
The blue puff glanced back at the board and waited for class to start. The girls knew those three were going to bring trouble and it was up to them to stop the boys.
Later in gym, the girls saw them again. It was the second class they had with them which was good. It was fourth period. If it was only two classes, then it would be fine.
Today, they were playing field hockey which the girls liked. But they were placed on the same team as the boys. Buttercup was infuriated as was Butch. You could tell. Blossom and Bubbles hid their emotions. It had been a long time since they had actually spoken to the three. The girls met with them and tried to be civilized about it.
"So, what positions do you girls want?" Brick asked.
"I want goalie," Bubbles said flat out, knowing that that position wouldn't be fought over.
Brick smirked and nodded. "What about you, Blossom?" he questioned.
"I'll take defense," she said coolly. A position that would also not be fought over.
"Good. I'll take center, Boomer's on defense and Butch and Buttercup are on offense," the red eyed boy stated.
Buttercup broke her death glare contest with Butch and smiled. "Well, I like that position and since we have to get along at the moment, I'll go with it," she said.
The three girls had already had a little talk before the boys came over to meet with them. They decided to let them have the better positions.
"Just don't use your powers. We don't want to have anyone hurt," Blossom stated.
"We already said we wouldn't inside of school," Brick said coolly.
The girls nodded. They had reached a silent truce inside of school. They wouldn't attack the boys and they wouldn't attack the girls. The six of them waited until they were called up to the floor to play. Bubbles smiled at the previous winners. They were a team of guys and smiled back at her.
"We'll go easy on ya, angel," one of them shouted at Bubbles.
"You'll regret it," Boomer said to them.
Bubbles looked over at him and smiled. He was right. They would regret it.