When you buy a High School

by TacoGir

"You couldn't buy me a car but you could buy a school!" Buttercup was outraged with her parents, who canceled her home schooling. She will now step outside to the public and poverty that the school has to it's name along with interesting new friends, rivals, romance, drama, jealousy, laughter and that guy in the green leather jacket. ButtercupXButch BlossomXBrick BubblesXBoomer

1. Chapter 1 No One Likes Good News

(NOTE) Buttercup, Blossom and Bubbles are not sisters in this story and nor do they have powers.

(You don't have to read the ages part, knowing me I'll bring it up again in the story. So press the skip button. (Aka STROLL TO CHAPTER 1))

Buttercup:15

Blossom:15

Bubbles:15

Butch:17

Brick:18

Boomer:16

Princess:14

Molly:15

Mia:15

Mitch:16

Stacey:16

Chapter 1 No one likes Good News

(Buttercup)

"A what?!" I exclaimed as a feeling as if someone had poured hot coffee on my lap and just walked away like it was nothing. But my parents just stuck to a smile, happily nodding as if they liked seeing me pissed. Running my hands through my hair, I snapped some more "I've been begging on my hands and knees for a car this semester and you told me you couldn't afford it!"

"We could, actually," my mother, Katy said calmly while sipping her ice tea "we just saw something more useful to do with the money. For all of us."

My father, Ryan nodded "Beside, you need to get out the house more. You're starting to become a shadow around here. Its creepy, you know?"

I shook my head in disappointment "So, because I'm a shadow you go out and say, "Hm, our daughter is turning into a shadow. I know! *snaps fingers* Lets buy a High School! That's what it said's in the parental guide."."

Katy gasped of happiness, "Oh honey, look! She has read the books!"

"What about my homeschooling?"

"Simple. We told the school board we wanted nothing to do with them and that the only school our daughter needs is in the eye of the public!" Katy said proudly with her fist in the air. Ryan put his hand over her shoulder, and squeezed them "You should have seen your mother. So brave, so inspiring!"

"...Is it to late to be adopted?"

"NO!" down stairs, running to my side was my 8 year old sister, Rosey. Though I like to call her 'Rosey the Rascal' because she can be cute but troubling. Tears splashed onto my arm as Rosey cried, "Don't go away! Who am I suppose to read when their sleeping or eating or taking a shower?"

"I don't know about the shower but I think the cat could make it work."

"Blanche!" Ryan scolded. I twitched with anger, standing up I said "Buttercup! I told you to call me that! Not "Blah-anch"! I don't even look like a 'Blanche'!" Blanche is my real name but I hate it! I just had to be named after someone buried in the grave cause it seemed like the trend back then. I got up, throwing on my coat and slammed the front door on my way out.

"Where you going, honey?" my mother called from the window.

"To get ran over."

"...Oh, alright! Just don't play in the road to often, I need you alive for the orientation."

"Good to know you care." I said sarcastically and continued down the sidewalk.

NOTE: Okay, I know its short but I'm saving the rest to see how well this story plays out. Its been a while since I've been in the PPG area and its good to be back! Anyway, tell me what you think?

PEACE. LOVE. TACOS