Playing the Player

by peanutbutterandjealous

Brick has set his eyes on Blossom. She's his next victim... It's not like she knows that or anything... Right? Story told in both Blossom and Brick's POV. horrible summary. R/R!

1. Chapter 1

I do not own Powerpuff Girls.

Brick's POV

I've had a hell of a lot of girlfriends. None of them lasted for over a week, though. Most of those girls were too clingy and needy - they just wanted me to be their boyfriend to help improve their image or buy them crap. Honestly, it kind of made them look like dumb hoes, no offense or anything.

And then I looked at Blossom. Her long, auburn hair fell to just above her waist, and was tied with a mini version of her trademark red ribbon. As I saw her neon pink eyes glance around the room, obviously attempting to avoid my gaze, I smirked, loving the fact that I got under her skin.

She was my next victim.

Blossom's POV

I was just sitting in class, minding my own business and taking good notes until SOMEONE *cough cough* BRICK *cough cough* decided to bother my concentration.

I looked around the classroom - anywhere to get away from his blood red eyes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not stupid. I know that he's a player and that once he targets his next victim, he tries to fluster them and get their attention. He has no idea what he just got himself into.

Time for the player to get played.