Blossom flew down the stairs to the kitchen, where the professor, Bubbles and Buttercup were sitting. Oh my gosh, did they know my alarm didn't go off?! Blossom thought franticly. "Hey, Blossom," Buttercup chuckled, "Clock thirty minutes late?" Now Buttercup was bursting with laughter, Blossom fumed. "You did that?!" If I'm late for the first day of school, you're toast, Buttercup. She thought. "It was pretty good, huh?" Buttercup managed to say between laughs. "Now girls, please behave at your first day of middle school." The professor said, standing up. "Yeah, I don't want Buttercup to beat up anyone like in fourth grade." Bubbles said in a matter-of-factly tone, while putting on her backpack. The bus honked its horn, it was time to go. Bubbles and Buttercup raced out the door, Blossom was stopped by the professor. "Try to behave, you and your sisters." He whispered to her, Blossom nodded. "C'mon slowpoke! You're going to miss the bus!" Buttercup yelled, Blossom raced out the door. "Who will you sit with at lunch?!" The professor called. "Don't worry professor," Blossom replied. "The Rowdyruff boys will be there!" And the bus door shut behind her.
The girls got off the bus and admired their new school; it was very different than elementary school, the inside was probably different too. It had big yellow brick walls with gargoyles near the windows, the doors were light gray and when they went inside, they saw two posters, one had a big smiling face on it and it said: Learning is fun for everyone! "Yeah right," Buttercup grumbled, looking at the poster. The second one had a cartoon of a punk looking student not paying attention to the teacher, which said: Don't be too cool for school, LEARN and EARN! The girls walked into their new classroom and there were three spots open in the front row, they rushed to the seats. The teacher walked to the front of the classroom, when there was a knock at the door. The teacher walked over and opened it; The Rowdyruff boys. They were always late. "Uh, sorry we're late," Brick mumbled, Brick was Blossom's Rowdyruff counterpart. Blossom rolled her eyes and He winked at her. As if, Blossom mouthed to him. "Okay class, settle down," The teacher said, gesturing for everyone to sit down. The minutes passed, and Buttercup fidgeted. "Oh my gosh! Can I go to the bathroom?!" Buttercup called out. The teacher looked at her in surprise. "We have five minutes of class left, you can wait." The teacher explained. Buttercup mumbled something under her breath and crossed her arms. Blossom had only been in the classroom an hour and forty minutes and she was already the star pupil. The bell rung. "Finally!" Buttercup gasped, she probably held her breath for the last minute of class. "What do we have next?" Bubbles asked. Blossom looked at the schedule. "It looks like… P.E." "Yes!" Buttercup screamed jumping up in the air. "Finally, something I can relate to!" They walked down the hall towards the gym.
"Heeeiaaah!" Buttercup screamed, jumping up to spike the volleyball, which went flying towards Butch's face, Butch is Buttercup's Rowdyruff counterpart. "Gah!" He yelled, putting his hands up to hit the ball back. The new gym was so big; it had a separate room with a pool and an outside tennis court for the spring and summer (for summer school). The game ended and the girls walked into the locker room. Bubbles, Blossom and Buttercup had bought matching gym shorts and shirts and everyone seemed to like them, the girls in their gym class always wanted to borrow them [Yes, Blossom, I know, you never actually let anyone borrow them]. They walked towards their next class, Home Ec. They were going to make cookies. Bubbles and Blossom had their own stove, Butch and Boomer (Boomer is Bubble's Rowdyruff counterpart) had theirs and Buttercup and Brick had one too. They each got a different recipe, and the group of their choice had to guess what kind it was. Buttercup walked over to Blossom. "What kind?" She asked her, her light green eyes staring into Blossom's light pink eyes. Blossom looked down to see Buttercup holding out a burnt, crispy cookie. "Ummm…" Blossom did not want to eat it, but, she did any way, because she didn't want Buttercup to feel sad about how she can't cook, or, of course she didn't want Buttercup to kill her. Blossom took a bite. "Double chocolate – chocolate chip?" Blossom asked, her mouth full. Buttercup nodded. When Buttercup walked away, Blossom spit the burnt cookie into the garbage. Boomer walked over to Bubbles and handed her a cookie. "What kind?" He asked her. She took a bite. "Vanilla Crème?" She asked. "Yeah," Boomer said. "It's sweet, just like you." And with that, he leaned down and kissed her on her cheek.
Buttercup laughed down the halls on the way to science. "It's sweet just like you." She said in a mocking tone. "Shut up." Bubbles said, her arms crossed. "Oh, come on. You know it was hilarious," Buttercup nudged her, Bubbles blushed. "Right, Blossom?" Blossom turned to look at Buttercup. "Oh no, you're not dragging me into this." Blossom said, backing away. They walked into class. Suddenly, there was an explosion that shook the school. "What was that?!" Bubbles screamed. "That," Buttercup said, pointing out a window. "Was a classic Mojo Jojo explosion."
