Ok so this story is very AU! For one, no powers(yet) and Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles have yet to meet each other. They know about each other somewhat but have never met. There will also be a lot of information in this chapter about the characters life. Trying to set the scene before moving forth towards the action. Hope you enjoy; it has been a while since I've written for Fanfiction.

Buttercups' Pov

I look into the mirror as I finish my makeup. After applying my dark red lipstick, I stare back at the face in front of me. "You look too much like mom with all that makeup," my brother Ace said as he watches me from the doorframe. "Is that a bad thing?" I sneer at him and he rolls his eyes. "Just a comment. Take it however way you want. School starts in 30 and Him said to get down for breakfast," he tells me as he turns to leave. "Tell dad I'll be right down." I called out to him.

I stare once more at my reflection. With my dark black hair, green eyes, and curves, I did resemble my mother. I always thought it was a good thing to look like the person I idolized so much until I realized the kind of person my mother is. She's evil, the way she goes out to seduce a guy but leaves him intoxicated and without money. She takes what doesn't belong, she breaks the heart of many, she lies to all who will listen, but she's my mother and as I look in the mirror, I can't help but smile no matter how much my heart tells me I shouldn't be as proud as I am of her.

Grabbing my black backpack and my phone, I make my way to the kitchen. My daddy, Him as he is referred to by everyone but me, is already washing the dishes. He seems on edge today and I don't bother asking why. My mom was out last night and she probably hasn't arrived back home. I grab an apple and am about to leave when my dad tells me to sit down. "Now, remember what I told you. There's prats at your new school and if there is ever a chance to bring them down do it."

"Yes, daddy." I say and stand up again. The prats, as my dad so lovingly called then, are the children of my parent's nemesis or well cousin in my mom's case; they are Bubbles Keane-Gudlady and Blossom Utonium. My mom, Sedusa, hates her cousin Ima Gudlady. They used to be best friends, but then they split when my mom decided not to be a social worker any more and Ima never liked the choices my mom has made since then. I've never met her because apparently they had a huge fallout the year before I was born. As for my father, he and Professor Utonium have always been rivals in work but they view science differently I guess. They never gotten a long and so far I had always been to different schools from them. Now, however, as I start high school, we'll go to the same school.

I walk out the door and Ace throws a helmet at me. "Hurry up, Cupcake." He's already on his bike and waits for me to get on behind me.

I hold on to him the hold ride there and savor this moment. Ace may only be my half brother but he is the closest to me. Dad is always working or dealing with mom and mom, well, she does what she wants as if she doesn't have two children already. Ace is a senior this year though, and I'm terrified that he'll leave soon and I'll be alone.

Bubbles's POV

"Honey? How early did you wake up for school today?" I heard a voice inquire as I flipped my blueberry pancakes over.

"Since 4. I just couldn't stay asleep any longer!" I respond turning around to face my mom, Ima Gudlady. My mom giggled as my mama, Anna Keane, came in through the door and grabbed a mug for her morning coffee. Yup, I have two moms. That may be a little weird but they love me and we're a family.

When I was younger, I was teased. Not only was I adopted and never knew my birth parents, but my new family was unconventional. Then, I met my friend Robin who was new to our city and she didn't judge me for being different. Ever since, we have been very close and I don't mind being different. I wouldn't want any other family than the one I got.

"High school really isn't as amazing as you think, sweetheart. Those kids may drive you crazy," my mama warned me. She is probably saying that because all of last week Robin and I have done nothing but what high school movies like Mean Girls, High School Musical, and John Tucker Must Die.

"Oh, mama. I know high school isn't all about singing and dancing, but I'm still really excited!" I tell her as I sit down to eat my heart shaped pancakes.

"Oh, you know I'm kidding. I wouldn't be a teacher if I didn't love kids," mama said as she sipped on her coffee.

I ate my breakfast as fast as I could before dashing out of the kitchen. I had left my bookpack in the living room, so I went to get it and check once more that I had everything. Just as I was checking off the last few items (gum, hand sanitizer, and a snack), my phone started buzzing.

I'm at your door! Ready to go? -Robin XD

OMG! YES! We're finally in high school! XBubbles

"Mom! Mama! Robin is here! I'm leaving."

"Wait, hold up. Let me take a picture first. Anna, could you get the door?" As my mama went to open the door, I stood to pose for my mom. It was what we did. Whenever something grand happened, we took a picture. I had tons of pictures already. From my first day with them at the age of 3 to road trips, from my first piano class to the first time I lost a tooth, I had so many picture already.

"Work it, Bubbles!" Robin said coming into the house. My mom urged her to stand next to me and after a few more photos, Robin and I were on our way. We were ready for our next adventure. As we arrived to the high school, I felt ready for this. It was time for high school. "Ready?" Robin asked. "I am," I say opening the door to the school.

Blossom's POV

"No."

"Yes."

"I'm not doing it."

"But you have to!"

"No, I refuse!"

"Just do it!"

"I will not try eating my peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a pickle, Princess!" My curly haired cousin glared at me intensely but I held my ground. Then she smirks at me and before I have time to react, she stomps my foot and as I open my mouth to scream, she shoves her atrocious sandwich into my mouth. She pinched my nose and covered my mouth, so I had no choice but to swallow.

I closed my eyes, but as I took in the flavors, I was surprised. My eyes opened wide and as my cousin let go of me I saw her smirk. I glared at her, but I did take the rest of the offered sandwich from her. Princess laughed, "I told you! Mike may be weird but he might also be a genius when it comes to food combinations."

"Ok so I like the sandwich that doesn't mean anything," I say referring to what we were talking about before having our sandwich argument.

"You need to be more open," she points out, "If you're unwilling to try a sandwich, which you actually ended up enjoying might I add, what else would you miss out on if you don't keep you're mind open?"

I sigh. Yes, sometimes I'm stubborn and she does have a point. She out of anyone would know about being stubborn. Just two years ago, when she started high school, Princess was a total brat, but her parents divorced and she learned a lot from the only support she had back then. Princess used to bully Mike, but after her friend left her, Mike came to the rescue. Different personality clashed and I guess that how she learned this lesson she was currently teaching me.

"Ok, thanks Princess. Anything else?" I asked as I packed my lunch and finished my sandwich, which was my weird breakfast for today. "Yes. Beware of nicknames. They stick with you. Just look at me; I'm still being called Princess even though I'm not the same person I was freshman year." "Noted, Elizabeth," I say.

"Nope, that sounds to weird now," she responded making a weird face at being called by her given name, "maybe once I start college, you can call me that again." I laugh and grab the keys to her car.

"Give that back you brat. You can't drive yet, " she teased as we exit out of the house. "I will one day!" I respond and turn to shout my goodbye to my mother, "Bye mom!" I didn't know if she was busy working in her office or still sleeping but both my parents weren't the most active in my life. As long as I got good grades, they didn't really care of what I did that. As a kid, my major goal in life was to impress them. It still is but I just don't know if I ever can.

I open the door the passenger seat and left with Princess to pick up her boyfriend Mike Believe, Mr. Make Believe. Princess did say stupid nicknames would stick with you. I hope I don't get something stupid like that. Yikes, am I really ready for high school?

I hoped you enjoyed. I'll start the next chapter and it'll mostly likely be way longer. Thanks for reading and I wouldn't mind if you reviewed even if it's just a simple smiley face. Have a great day!