A/N: Well, I'm going to start off by saying , this is my first fan fiction. I've had this idea in my head for a long time now, until I finally decided to get off my lazy butt and actually type and publish it. Hope you guys like it and I would like to clear a few things out before I proceed with the story.

Firstly, they don't have superpowers (Sorry if I've disappointed)

The rest are kind of important - well, really important, in order to get some things clear.

SUMMARY

We've all seen stories of the Puffs and Ruffs in High School, College, and sometimes, even Kindergarten and Middle School; but we've never seen them in Elementary School.

This story takes place in Riverside Elementary, England (Made up the school, though.) Riverside is a school for kids whose parents work too hard and don't have much time for them; or for kids from rich homes whose parents want them to have the best education 'cause the school was pretty awesome. This boarding school is also applicable to kids who gain rare scholarships (Though, this is only applicable for kids in the fourth grade and above.)

Our favorite youngsters all happen to go to this school, and this is where the story begins. They all learn how to behave like a family, the true meaning of friendship, and most importantly, how to have fun (Not like they still need to be taught, but whatever.)

SCHOOL

The main school building is two large buildings facing each other with a large playground between them. One for the grades 1 through 3, and the other for the grades 4 through 6.

The kids have the houses, where they live with their house mothers and fathers. Each house is to have six children with a house mother and father. There are different streets for the different houses for the different grades. All the houses look alike, each with brick walls and white fences.

There is also a Central Park and the School Shopping Mall where the kids are allowed to visit during the weekends.

CHARACTERS

In Riverside Elementary, kids from various parts of the world are accepted in order to encourage friendships between kids from various countries. The main characters for this story and their nationality are as follows;

Buttercup Greene - Asian

Butch Martinez - Spaniard

Bubbles Howard - American

Boomer McKenna - Canadian

Blossom Ross - Brazilian

Brick Wallace - Australian

Robin Snyder - British

Mitch Michelson - British

Penny 'Princess' McKenzie - Scottish

Ben McKenzie - Scottish

Bunny Cooper - British

Peter Thompson - British

Ben and Peter are sort of OCs and this is only because, the guy who was supposed to be Bunny's counterpart was named Bandit, and no normal parent would actually call their son that, so, I decided on Ben. Princess doesn't really have a counterpart, so I gave her one and named him Peter.

This is all you need to know about the story, so the remaining is kind of more like a prologue. Enjoy!

WELCOME TO RIVERSIDE ELEMENTARY

It was a nice Autumn Sunday Afternoon. The fallen golden-brown leaves covered the ground and made rustle sounds when walked upon. The weather was cool. It is in this kind of weather most people sit down outside, either on a park-bench, or on a swing, or even on their front porch, feeling the breeze in their hair and on their cheeks, enjoying it peacefully.

Though, no matter how perfect the weather was, nothing was peaceful on Sunday, the 22nd of September in Riverside Elementary. It was the beginning of a new school year and the air buzzed with excitement as parents dropped their kids off, friends reunited and new comers were welcomed by their new house mothers and schoolmates.

Two certain moms in their late 20s were dropping off their two kids who were about to start the first grade.

One of the moms had raven hair of neck-length with grey eyes an pale skin. She hugged her son tightly who was turning red in the face due to lack of oxygen. She stopped hugging the boy and cupped his face in her hands.

"You're going to be okay, right?" the woman asked her son.

"Yes mom," the boy answered.

"Promise me you'll take good care of yourself, okay?"

"I promise."

"And make sure you stay out of trouble," the mother added sternly.

"Mom, even if I promise to stay out of trouble, you're still going to get a letter from the school," the young boy answered.

"I know, but you can at least try."

"Okay, I promise that I'll try."

The woman smiled with tears in her eyes and wrapped her arms around her son once more, this time, her son hugged back.

The other woman was blonde, had brown eyes and tanned skin. She checked her daughter from head to toe, making sure that every inch was perfect and ready for the first day of school.

"Promise you won't hurt yourself, okay?" the woman asked.

"I promise."

"I mean it, no fighting."

"Come on mom, I don't fight."

The blonde woman raised an eyebrow to that statement, "Do you want me to remind you about that time in the park?"

"Oh mom, that was ages ago-," the girl started.

"It was last month," the mother interrupted.

"Besides," the girl continued. "The squirrel started it!"

The mother shook her head in amusement. She adjusted her daughter's pigtails and frowned, "Where's Giselle?"

"She went to say hi to her friends."

"Seriously? We barely arrive and she's already abandoned her family to meet with her friends!"

"She'll be back, mom," the young girl giggled.

"I know she will, because I'm her mother." The woman tugged on her daughter's sweater and added, "Make sure she takes good care of you, okay?"

The girl nodded.

The woman tugged on her daughter's skirt, "And ensure you don't play too rough. You wouldn't want any icky boy looking up your skirt, would you?"

"No mom."

The woman cried and hugged her daughter tightly, hiccupping as she gave her more instructions to follow.

"Ahem." Both mothers turned to face a petite lady who had been waiting patiently beside them.

"It's time to take the kids to their homes," the lady said politely.

Both moms nodded and reluctantly gave their children in the hands of their school/house mother.

The school mother walked with the kids behind her, who were both amazed by the lady's beauty. She was a petite lady with straight black hair of neck-length. She had creamy skin, watery blue eyes, and fainted freckles splashed across her cheeks.

The lady halted and turned around. "Well?" she asked, as if expecting an answer from both of them.

Both kids looked at each other, then back at the lady with confused looks on their faces.

"I'm still expecting an answer," the lady said softly with a raised eyebrow.

The poor children looked at each other again, before realizing that the lady had asked them a question. In fact, they were more than surprised to find out that their school mother had been speaking to them the whole time! Were they that awed with the woman's appearance, that they didn't even notice that she had been giving them some sort of lecture on the history of the school?

Yes, they were.

"Judging by the confused look on your faces," the lady said. "I'm guessing you haven't heard a word I said."

They shook their heads.

The lady sighed. "Fine, I'll ask my question again. Are you two related in anyway? You know, if you're neither siblings nor cousins, maybe second cousins, or something?"

"No," the girl answered. "Our parents are really close friends. They've known each other since they were little, and we've both known each other since we were little. Well...little-er."

"Yeah," the boy agreed. "I mean, it's not even possible that I'd be related to someone like her!"

"What's that supposed to mean?!" the blonde girl exclaimed. "You're the one that someone would be ashamed of when seen with you in public."

"That's not true!" the raven-haired boy argued.

"Really? Well it just so happens that I'm smarter than you are, and certainly more adorable, and you are...well...you," the girl finished, feeling pleased with herself.

"I don't even know why you keep saying that you're smarter than I am. You barely even know the difference between a French fry and a curly one!"

"That's because I don't care! Besides, I know I'm smart because I'm very good art, building blocks- "

"You're among the best in class when it comes to building blocks, and you suddenly think that you're smarter than I am."

"Well I have to be. I mean, if you can't do something as easy as building blocks, then you must be really dumb."

The petite lady smiled at their little banter and decided it was time for her to stop the argument, "Okay guys, stop- "

She was rudely interrupted by an angry raven-haired boy, who obviously, didn't hear her.

"Fine, say that I'm not smart. At least, I'm not the one who's tiny, gets bullied all the time, and wouldn't even grow a spine and stand up for myself!"

"You can't be blaming me on how I look like. It's not my fault."

"True, but it's definitely your fault that you're weak."

"I-I'm not weak," the girl answered looking down at her pink ballet shoes.

"Oh really? You once had a fight with a squirrel. And the squirrel won!"

The lady suppressed her laughter and put on a stern face, "Okay, this fight needs to end- "

But unsurprisingly, she was cut off...again.

"Would everyone just forget about that?" the girl asked exasperatedly. "And just to be clear, I let the squirrel win."

"Is that so?" the boy asked teasingly.

"Yes as a matter of fact," the young girl answered, using the exact phrase her mom says when trying to prove a point, which is all the time (her mom's a lawyer, so it's a normal thing for her to have verbal arguments with just about anyone; friends, neighbors, teachers, waitresses, other lawyers and the list goes on.)

"Also," the blonde continued. "I didn't want to hurt the squirrel, you know, show it what I've got."

"And what exactly have you got?" the raven-haired boy asked, stepping towards the small blonde. "Because it's definitely not muscles."

The girl also stepped forward, "I've got proof that I actually graduated kindergarten."

"I also graduated kindergarten."

"Do you really believe that?" the girl asked with a smirk. "'Cause even if you did graduate, you didn't do well in class. I think we all know that you don't have that thing called Brains."

The boy got red in the face and frowned, "Well you-,"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!"

Both kids whipped around and turned to face their school mother.

Yes, they both had forgotten the lady was still standing there.

"I'm supposed to give you both a stern talking to on how your little display will not be tolerated here at Riverside, but I'll save that for later," the lady said with a surprisingly calm face. "In the mean time, let's continue our walk to the house."

She motioned for them to follow her and they did. After five seconds, the lady stopped walking and turned to face them.

"On our way there, no arguing and I'll very much appreciate it if you listen to me when I talk, understood?"

They nodded.

"Good."

The two ended up listening to their school mother and learnt a lot of things. For example, they learnt her name was Ms. Keane, and that in every house, there were six kids; which, according to their calculations, meant that they were to meet four other kids.

They reached their house, entered and found three other kids watching TV - two boys and a girl.

One of the boys had long dark auburn hair which was partially covered by a dark red cap, bright red eyes and a couple of bandages due to the fact that he played...a lot. And from the looks of it, he was probably going to get a lot of permanent scars.

The girl also had auburn hair but a few shades lighter than that of the boy's. Her straight hair was tied up in a pony-tail, which was held up by a bright red bow. She had light pink eyes and was slightly chubby.

The second boy had deep blonde hair, which could be considered golden, and navy blue eyes. He also had a lot of freckles that practically covered his entire face, but nevertheless, still looked absolutely adorable.

The lady - er, I mean, Ms. Keane cleared her throat, gaining the kids attention. They all stood up and walked towards their house mother and the other two kids.

"Butch and Bubbles," Ms. Keane said, gesturing to the two kids. "Meet your new house mates - Brick, Blossom and Boomer."

Obviously, a normal lady her age would expect the kids acting awkwardly, since it was their first meeting.

No such thing happened.

Instead, the five kids started talking all at once, hugging and laughing. They entered the living room and continued their chatter while watching TV.

Ms. Keane was dumbfounded. Of course, she realized that little kids were always eager to meet new people, but she never thought that they would be this excited. It took her a while to notice that the kids had, in fact, met each other before and were only excited in seeing themselves again. Their house mother smiled that evening during dinner, as the kids happily chatted, knowing that it was going to be easy for them to behave like a family towards each other.

But after all, they were kids, and nothing was ever easy when dealing with them.

A/N: Okay, so that wraps up the prologue. I've actually worked out the first two chapters, but I decided to post the prologue first before continuing. This is just to determine whether I'm going to finish this fic or not. That is, if I get enough positive feedbacks, I'll finish the story, but if not, I'll probably not.

So please review, telling me whether you liked the prologue or not, and if you did, the reason, and vice-versa. You can also add your favorite scene, least favorite scene, what you noticed...literally anything, just tell me. I would really like to know your opinion 'cause this is the first time I'm using my imagination to write a story for someone else to read (you know, apart from writing an essay in an English class.)

Well, thanks for reading, and hope you enjoyed it!