Author's Note
This is my new story, I hope you all like it. Please tell me what you think and review (:
"Buttercup, why can't you be more like your sisters!?" The professor yelled, throwing another beer bottle to join the other numerous ones on the floor.
"I don't want to be like them. I'm not them and won't ever be like them!" Buttercup yelled back, headed towards the stairs.
"Blossom is the best at academics, the top her classes. Bubbles is the head cheerleader, president of the yearbook and homecoming committee! You, you are second in everything you do! No, wait, you're the best at being worthless!" The professor headed towards the kitchen, popping open another beer, hopefully the one that puts him to sleep for the rest of the night.
Buttercup was used to this. This happened every Friday night, after his weekly science convention where he wasn't ranked among the top for whatever invention he worked so hard on. The thing is she knew what he said was true. When it came to soccer, softball, volleyball, basketball, and even cheerleading, she was always the co-captain never the captain. She had stopped slacking off with studying and now was second best in all her classes. Ugh. Second. She was the vice president of the student council and vice president of the debate team because she could definitely put up an argument but not as good as Robin, who gets practice with her younger and older brother.
But Buttercup decided she couldn't take this anymore. Not the verbal abuse, not the unsubtle comparisons, or the pity looks from her sisters. She always tried her hardest, always. So forget what everyone else thinks she could be who she wanted be but she couldn't do it here.
So she packed up all her essential clothes, but as little as possible, and everything else she might miss or would need. Her and her sisters were given money from the mayor weekly as payment for protecting the town. She never spent any of it, she didn't need to, and she had a job that paid her enough that she could buy what she wanted. She helped DJ at a clothing store about downtown but had another branch in the town she was planning on going to.
She emailed her boss:
15 August 2013
Ms. Caroline Donald
Dear Ms. Donald:
It was a pleasure working under your management at the Always Unique 13, outlet at the downtown location. Due to personal unfortunate circumstances, I will no longer be able to work at this location as it will be difficult to commute to this location any longer. It is in my understanding that there are other branches of your store. I was wondering if there are any available positions are your other locations. If it is possible, I would like to switch locations.
I hope you understand my position and can meet my needs of an adjustment of locations. I understand if you cannot meet my requests. Thank for your time in advance. You may be able to reach me at 123-456-7890 or .a .
Sincerely,
Buttercup Utonium,
Disc Jockey of Always Unique 13,
Downtown Townsville Branch
With that done, she looked for places she could live. She knew that she needed to go somewhere where she knew somebody but a person who wouldn't tell and a place where too many people wouldn't know her. She remembered her friend Sophia.
She had met Sophia when she secretly DJ'd at this teen club in Gardenia, a town not too far from Townsville. Sophia was staying there for a few days while her band played at the club. They hit it off instantly after Buttercup accidently bumped into Sophia and said with a snarl, "Well obviously, you shouldn't have been right there."
And Sophia replied with a smirk, "You're right, I should go over there to the klutz free zone." They both laughed and went to the skate park and music store before they had to go work the next day. They were hit on repeatedly. Sophia, with her dark brown with blond ombre hair just past her shoulders, hazel eyes, and thin and tall model frame and Buttercup, with her jet- black hair, lime green eyes, and curvy but athletic frame. They became really close friends in that one week and still consider each other one of their best friends.
Sophia was emancipated and lived in a big mansion-like house with her three little sisters and two little brothers in Rosetown, a city that was across the country from Townsville.
Buttercup looked the time, it was 4:30 A.M, it would be about 6:30 there. She knew that Sophia would be up and getting ready to take her youngest brother and sister to daycare.
Buttercup called Sophia.
"Hey, what's up, BC?" Sophia cheerfully answered, happy to hear from her green-eyed best friend.
"The usual, the professor drank so much last night. I'm surprised he even made it to his own bed. I'm so sick of this and am so ready to get out of here. I need to leave like tomorrow." Sophia heard the seriousness in her tone that was absent in her words.
"Where are you going to go?" Sophia asked in curiosity, ready to propose the idea of BC staying with her. She knew what the professor was like. BC had told her countless stories and they were horrible. The stories made her want to cry, scream, and kill someone all at the same time.
"Well, I emailed my boss to see if they have any other available positions at the other branches if the store. I know they have few nice ones around where you live. Maybe I can get that one and move up there. I don't know where I'd live though." Buttercup sounded less like tough fighter and more like a lost puppy.
"You know, you could always live here. We have more than enough room." Buttercup knew that was true. Sophia's grandfather had left the house to her when he found out that her father was in jail and her mother had allowed her to be emancipated. He had plenty of houses all across the country but was currently touring Europe.
"Well if I can find a job there, more than likely you can expect me there. Hopefully I'll see you soon. See ya later!"
"Ok sounds good, bye!"
Buttercup checked her work email to see she had a message from Ms. Donald:
16 August 2013
Ms. Buttercup Utonium
Dear Ms. Utonium:
It has been a pleasure being your manager as you are one of my best employees. I'm not happy that you want to change branches, seeing as though you are my best DJ but I understand this is your decision. I have called all of the other branches. There is an opening at Ladiesville and Rosetown. The one at Ladiesville is only for a store cashier, but the one in Rosetown does have an opening as a DJ. I figured this is probably the one you would go far so I have already called and put in a good word. They were ecstatic. Apparently, their previous DJs weren't very good. Anyway if you want this job all you have to do is call them (987-654-3210). They will be expecting you in a week.
Sincerely,
Ms. Donald
Manager of Always Unique Clothing Department
Only one thought ran through Buttercup's head, I'm running away to Rosetown.
Author's Note
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