Chapter 1：First day of school （AKA most unoriginal chapter title ever）
Blossom awoke to the sound of her alarm clock blaring out one of its annoying tunes. Unlike what you'd think, Blossom wasn't a flawless girl. Though she was the closest to perfection compared to anyone else. Mumbling incoherent words, she lazily maneuvered her way over to the source of the annoying music and promptly shut it off, hoping to catch a few more minutes of precious sleep.
Unfortunately, she was too wide awake by then, even if she wanted to do nothing more than crawl back in bed and fall asleep. Ever so slowly, with sleep weighing down her eyelids, she miraculously stumbled her way into the bathroom. Groggily, she peered into her vanity, already guessing that she looked like a survivor of the zombie apocalypse, but her curiosity always got the better of her. Yup. Her hair was a tousled mess, reaching way past her middle back. Her eyes looked like they hadn't seen sleep in ages. Luckily, she never got bags. Her skin looked like it'd been soaked in oil. Though her overall appearance was not as bad as you might think. Not the "drugged underage girl who had no sleep", but more like the, "Late nighter" look.
Grumbling, Blossom proceeded to follow her daily routine. Taking out her tooth brush, she squirted out a fair amount, then brushed her teeth for what she assumed (and was probably correct) to be about 3 minutes. Next, she filled her pink cup with water before spitting out the tooth paste. After giving her mouth a good rinse, she moved on to washing her face. Taking a hair band and a hair tie, she wrapped her hair in a crisp, pristine ponytail before pushing her front bangs away with the hairband. Using her facial cleanser, she squeezed a small amount onto her fingers before wetting them a bit then applied the mixture to her face. After that, she sprayed her face with water until she felt that her skin was slick and smooth and free of residue.
Blindly, she groped around for a towel before gently patting away any excess water on her face. After that, she applied a toner, lotion, and an extra layer of lotion as a precaution. Blossom, yawned, stretching out her arms, then pulled of her head band and hair tie in one go. Glancing at the mirror, you could see that Blossom's bangs weren't right in her face; they were slightly side swept, but if the air current blew at the right angle, her bangs shielded her vision.
Walking out of the bathroom, she went to her wardrobe to pick out a quick outfit. She wasn't so picky on clothing, whereas her true fashion sense lay in colours. Seeing that it was pretty chilly and close to the beginning of September, she picked out a magenta long sleeved with a striped dark purple short sleeved hoodie, also donning a warm, black and white polka dotted jacket. For pants she just went with a simple pair of jeans with light pink socks. Blossom wasn't big on accessories, so she skipped that. Heading down stairs, a quick look at the clock confirmed that it was already 8:15. School was bound to start in 15 minutes. Quickly, she packed her backpack, running over her list of things to bring on a Monday, then popping a few crackers in her mouth as breakfast. Time sure flew by, because now, it was already 8:30.
Abruptly, she walked out the front door, then double checked that she still had her house keys with her. Feeling around her backpack pocket, she felt the cold, smooth surface of the key. Right next to that was the mini pink flashlight she used as a keychain. Smiling contentedly, she started the journey to school in a brisk pace. Blossom knew she had plenty of time to spare, but still, even if she was not much of a morning person, she liked getting to school early and on time.
As Blossom rounded the corner where the school building started to come into view, she thought back about her friends. Being balanced out with two of her best friends, Buttercup and Cherry wasn't easy. One wanted to go shopping, the other wanted nothing better than to play a good game of soccer. However, that was the least of her worries as she realised that everyone else around her was starting to hurry, not to mention the fact that Cherry didn't go to the same school. Despite her early start to school, she'd subconsciously slowed down when she let her thoughts drift off. Increasing her pace, she managed to make it within the school building just mere minutes before school started.
Standing right outside of her classroom (coincidently the same one she'd been in the year before), Blossom took a moment to compose herself before entering. It was not like she was nervous, no, but it did help with the possibility of morning stress that happened quite rarely. Though being the prestigious girl she was, precautions always helped prevent potential events. Going into her classroom with a confident stride, she turned to the right and entered the cloakroom. Immediately, she recognised all the faces she saw. Exchanging a few words with fellow classmates, she hung up her jacket and backpack before exiting into the class with several others trailing behind.
The moment she entered, she got a good look at her surroundings. By one group of desks, she saw a few familiar faces and some she didn't catalogue. To her right, she saw that the desks were already filled with a chatty group of friends. And to her left, she saw a two girls that stood out among the rest for her. Bubbles, a girl she didn't know but knew the name of, and Buttercup had already filled in 2 of the 6 seats, making idle talk with each other. They're probably waiting for me, Blossom thought before she made her way to the table. Unable to keep the proud smile off her face, she took a moment to recompose her friendly air; allowing her previous hopes and thoughts to simper down a few notches. Now she, her face sported a small grin.
Just as she was about to ask her two friends about their summers before they noticed her, she spotted a pack of boys walking into the classroom. They held the same, cocky, confident attitude around them as they always had. Though she never told herself, nor admitted it to herself, she had the slightest of crushes on the tall one in the middle. His name was Brick. Everyone said he was a total douchebag, and that was true at times, but something about him compelled her towards him. Even with his ridiculously, suffocating air of authority, they still managed to be acquaintances when they were on his own time. However, with his asshole friends, that was a different story.
Quickly shaking out of her thoughts, she realised that her friends saw her. Their faces lit up a bit, their once contemptuous, passive faces now alight with small smiles of their own. As she drowned into conversation with her friends, she blocked out all the other sounds rebounding around the class. Soon, everyone quieted down. As their new teacher entered the room, Blossom was slightly surprised and happy to see that it was the same teacher from last grade. Sweeping her eyes over the room, she realised that she knew just about everyone in the class, except for a few, and some more as classmates than acquaintances. The few she didn't know were composed of a handful of grade 6's and almost all of the grade 7's.
However, she rejoiced in knowing that she would not know the grade 7's, but with Buttercup, her long time friend, and Bubbles, her newly made friend by her side. Together, they'd have tons of crazy adventures. The room went nearly pin-drop silent, before the boys cracked a joke, causing a short uproar of laughter from the whole class, including herself. Come on, even as professionally composed as she was, you gotta laugh once in a while, right? And she certainly was no 60's old timer (not being offensive, the 60's were pretty cool in my opinion).
The teacher announced what was going to happen today, and before I knew it, Bubbles had already left her desk followed in close tow by Buttercup, who, noticing she hadn't moved, latched onto her arm, lightly propelling her towards the carpet. There, everyone gathered around, with Blossom in the corner, only barely able to make out some of the faces of some people beside her. She soon realised after a quick look around that her two friends were sitting far off to her right, in an angle so she couldn't see them. Great, now they wouldn't be able to talk.
The teacher started the conversation, telling everyone to voice something interesting, funny, or worthy of speaking and to rate their summers on a scale of 1-10. She told the person on her right, which was furthest from her to go first. As she waited for her turn, she contemplated what had happened over the summer. Not much, in general, except the most exciting and memorable thought was of her moping around the house, bored but too lazy to do anything. By the time there were only two people before her, she'd recollected some memories that would make it seem she had a reasonable summer, with a rating of just 6.5/10.
Blossom's POV
When it was finally my turn, I was almost ready to doze off. Luckily, just as the person next to me ceased speaking, I realised that it was my turn, and being the center of attention, though slightly nerve wracking, sent an exuberant rush of energy through me. Quickly, I finished everything I had to say and without stumbling much as well, I thought to myself. That was good. Though it wasn't that big of a deal, it was still kinda embarrassing if you messed up on the first day. Unless you were one of the boys, of course. I guess I should introduce you to them before I can continue on with the story.
The first one that usually comes to mind is Brick. He's tall, 5'5 already, well towering my short 4'8. I think his birthday's in April, which makes him nearly a month older than me. Damn him. I wanted to be oldest grade 5. Oh well. Anyway, he's the smartest grade 5 guy, in my opinion, but next to Brim. He's good at math, evidently, by his show of skills last grade, and he's alright when it comes to English. No where near the level I was on, but still, probably the smartest in English, if not, then next to Brim. He's also pretty athletic and lean, good at gym, and the regular games like dodge ball. He's a fast runner and pretty fit and strong.
The next is Butch, one of his best friends. He's almost as tall as Brick, a bit on the chubby side, but strong and fast nonetheless, but nowhere near as much as Brick. I'm older than him (sucker), by at least a month, if I remember correctly. He's also good at math, but I'm not sure if he's as good as Brick. He's less awesome at English, and probably the 2nd or 3rd smartest Gr.5 guy. He's pretty athletic, but not as lean as Brick, good at gym and dodge ball. He's a pretty competent runner, and strong, too. But I guess his talent lies in strength more so than speed.
Now comes Boomer. He's a bit shorter than his friends, I'd say maybe 5'2-5'3? I'm not sure about that, but he's still taller than I am (which sucks). However, I am still older than him if I remember right. He's okay at math, but kinda more of the joker type. He's always the one who spreads the most jokes which his two homies, Butch and Brick follow. He's not overtly athletic, but still pretty darn good at sports and stuff. He's probably not too fast a runner, I actually haven't really bothered to notice, but still, not as fast as the other two. His talent lies in his sense of humour, so we're kind of acquaintances. He's the friendliest grade 5 guy, and one of the most liked.
The last is Brim. He's about as tall as Butch, but maybe a bit shorter but definitely taller than Boomer. I'm also not too sure about his birthday, but I know for sure that Brick's probably the oldest, so I assume (and hope) that I'm still older than him. Him and I aren't on good terms, nor real friends for that matter. He's also good at math, fine in English (though if I personally corrected him, I'd still find a few grammatical errors), but more of a politician type of guy. That's what he wants to be when he grows up, anyway. He's also quite athletic, pretty fast, but not the best in sports, though quite admirable (from respect, of course).
Now that's enough about the (grade 5) guys. It's time you meet the (grade 5) girls.
First up is Bubbles. She's (surprisingly) the second youngest of us, with Buttercup being the youngest. She's cute, innocent, and the boys always hit on her because of her innocuous nature to their perverted jokes and such. Also because she's a pretty girl, but flat when it comes to shape (if you know what I mean...). She's a figure skater, and I'd say the prettiest of us all. Though she's not as bright as everyone else, she is a pretty good artist. She's the shortest, about 4'7 maybe. She's a good runner, very athletic, but less so when it comes to sports because she's kind of girly. I'm older than her (obviously).
Next is Buttercup. She's my long time friend since we met in kindergarten, and has been with me ever since except for grade 4, but I'm glad that we're together again. When it comes to looks, she's actually quite pretty if you think about it. She's the strong girl in our crew, often resorting to violence and can be short tempered. She's a soccer girl, and less girly, but will complain if she has to wade in a pool of 3 inch tall mud. Which is odd considering her vicious attitude. Other than that, she's just about as innocent as Bubbles, but the guys do slightly fear her and find her annoying. She's the youngest of us all. She's taller than I am (I know, it's really sad) reaching about 4'9 or so, almost as tall as the guys.
The next is Breve. She's the second oldest, and second shortest. She's actually okay when it comes to math, but not so much in English. When it comes to looks, she's quite pretty if you consider it, but not so much as Bubbles. She's not as innocent, but still quite compared to me (trust me, you pick up a lot of stuff when you've been with the Boys), but still pretty good in terms of knowing. She's around Bubbles' height, maybe a 4'7 1/2 at the most. She's the popular one, sometimes hanging out with boys, and so is Bubbles. But only because they tease Bubbles and all that. She's really girly, and a funny girl, too. She never really gets mad, you know, the self controlled kind of girl. We're on good terms, but more as acquaintances than friends.
I guess that basically covers it all. Amazingly, I managed to not make a fool of myself and catch enough words the teacher has said to fill in the gaps even after that huge description. Alright, now we're going to get some time to sit at our tables and get reacquainted with friends, or even make new ones and just learn about each other. As we head back to our seats, I notice that Buttercup and Bubbles are in deep conversation as they laugh and put in comments here and there. I felt kind of left out just watching them. They seemed to already be good friends.
Deciding to leave them be, I headed to the cloakroom and sat down right under my stuff and got on my work. I know I know, it's the first day of school and I'm already fretting over nothing. But this time, that wasn't the reason. I was just seriously feeling lonely, and doing work cured miracles. As I work in the corner, some people pass by here and there. Some freaked out when they discovered I was in the corner. It was funny, really.
After some time, I realised that it was already recess break. I ceased my work and put it on the top shelf so I could come back in and resume precisely where I'd ended. Heading outside to the school playground, I quickly scanned Bubbles and Buttercup sitting by the swings. Immediately, they wave me over and I more than happily oblige. However, my mood slightly sours when I notice the boys are right next to us.
Don't get me wrong. I do have a really small crush, but his douchebag friends are in that age where they find pretty girls worth talking to, and "shits" like Buttercup and myself not, in which they tend to insult us (except Brick, he never said a word to me) cause they were sexist bastards. How I hated it when they were so cold and rude to us. If I even so as much spared a glance their way, I would be greeted with a glare. I'd learned the hard way not to ask them for any favours. They either rudely declined, or just blew me off, and continued attempting to flirt with Bubbles. I don't think anyone really won her heart in the end, though, seeing how she was obsessed with Harry styles from One Direction. She was a real fan girl.
Sometimes, at the most random of times when we encountered her on one of her "moods" she'd sprout out random facts about 1D that we really could not care less for (No offense to 1D fans) and the guys loved to tease her about that, too. It just seemed that she was so likable to everybody, and that Buttercup and I were just nobodies. However, I never got jealous or complained. Who cares, soon they'll discover more girlfriend material. Besides, Bubbles was still my friend. And a darn good friend at that.
First chapter. Yah. And 3,000+ words, too. That's promising. Also, this was inspired because everyone's done kindergarten and Highschool songs, but no one's bothered to do something like grade 5, so I though it'd be original. Also, this is based on my life (though I'm not in gr. 5 anymore, if you were wondering).