Blossom taps the end of the pencil against her lower lip. Trying to decide what to write her essay about. It has to be a short story, one of her favorite things to write. She loves the imagination behind it, and she's sure that Bubbles loves them even more. Buttercup on the other hand hates any kind of homework given by any kind of teacher. Including english.

Her thoughs are disrupted by a crashing sound coming from the kitchen, followed by the loud voices of her mother and father yelling at each other. They do this a lot lately. Fight that is. It makes Blossom so angry.

Ever since she was little her mother and father hated each other, but they couldn't see it as well as other could. As time passed though, their hate grew stronger and they started fighting more and more.

Blossom is now 15 and glad she only has 3 more years until she can leave, her sisters too of course since they are triplets.

All three of the girls had a way to escape their parents every once and a while. For Blossom it was her band practice and band meetings. She walked everyday and it took her a while to get from her house to school, but it was worth it just to get out of the house.

Buttercup, of course, has soccor practice. Every wednesday and friday she gets to leave for almost 6 hours. From 5:00-10:30 p.m.

Then there's Bubbles. Bubbles has play practice. She signes up for every play the school ever has had and she will sign up for any play the school ever will have before she graduates. Play practice is always on wednesday from 3:00-5:00 and thursday from 3:00-5:00 always in the afternoon of course, who would be up if it were that early in the morning?

The sound of her door being opened slowly brings Blossom from her dazed thinking. She turns swiftly to see Bubbles standing there with tears in her eyes. She was always the more gentle of the three sisters. Her emotions ran deep and her heart was surely three sizes larger than thr grinches at the end of the movie.

"Blossom" She says, her voice cracked "They're fighting again." She walks into the room and walks quickly to blossom's desk, just as another loud crash is heard from somewhere in the livingroom or kitchen.

"I know." Blossom says grabbing Bubble's hand in an atempt to calme her down. Then a thought pops into her mind. "Go get Buttercup and we'll go to the river for a while till they cool down a little, okay?"

This makes Bubbles smile before nodding and running off to fetch her sister. Bubbles loves the river. Blossom does too, and buttercup would never admit it, but she likes it just as much as her sisters do.

Meanwhile in the Jojo resedence Brick Jojo sits over his desk, worrying over the same topic that once troubled Blossom. What to write about?

There was always a sad story, but Brick didn't like those much, or there was a happy story, but those always made Brick sick to his stomach. Maybe a scary story though. That could work. He could easily write it too. It wouldn't take much time.

The Jojo brothers, Brick, butch, and Boomer, live in a large house with their loving father. Their mother passed away last year but none of the love left the house. Their father works a lot so he's never home, but he calls every day at precisely 6:00 p.m to tell the boys he loves them. They're 16 it's not like they need it, but it is comforting to hear their fathers voice on the phone.

Brick turns when he hears a knock at his door. It was his younger brother boomer. Boomer hates to be called younger though because they are triplets, he just came out last.

"Yo Brick" Boomer says, a huge smile coming across his tan face. "I'm going to the river to read, wanna go?"

Boomer loves the river, all three of them do, and none of them would miss the opertunity to relax by the river and take some time away. SO Brick of course nods, but before Boomer walks away he reminds him.
"don't forget to tell Butch, he'll be ticked if we go withoug him." He says laughing and walking to his book shelf to find anice book to read. He settles on one of his favorites. 'The cronicles of vladamire tod book two ninth grade slays.'

Today he shall relax and do absolutely nothing. Just sit by the river. Maybe tomorrow he can even talk to that cute girl in his english class. Blossom Utonium. She's the ,ost beautiful girl he has ever seen. maybe she'll talk to me too.

Blossom was always the quietest girl in class, next to her sisters of course. They never spoke, and Blossom always had the best grade in class. She'd be a good tutor for Butch. . . Then again Brick wouldn't want his brother anywhere near his crush. Butch is the most woman manipulating person on earth.

Anyway Brick walks down stairs and smiles when he's met by his brothers. "Let's go"

Thanks for reading guys, it took me a while to write this cause I kept getting writers block. I swear I am going to try to update tomorrow. Thanks again for reading. Bye! 3