Hi! I'm new in this fandom. This is my first PPG story and every chapter will have a song to go with it. The songs vary from pop to rock. I own nothing except for the plot and Sam.

IMPORTANT: The PPG, RRB, AND PPNKG ARE NOT RELATED TO EACH OTHER BUT THEY DO HAVE THEIR POWERS.

Couples are as followed;

BubblesxBoomer (beginning don't worry plently of fluff for you people who enjoy them)
BratxBoomer (middle & end)
BlossomxBrick
BrutexButch
ButtercupxMitch
BubblesxCody (PPGZ character, named Taka-Chan in japanese dub, end)
BerserkxSam (OC)

Steady Hoe and away we go!

Today's song is: Fences by Paramore.

I'm sitting in a room made up of only big white walls
And in the hall, there are people looking through
The window in the door
They know exactly what we're here for

Brat sat in the principal's office giggling to herself about what she had done earlier. Her and a few friends, who she didn't rat out, decided to take their pets (a parrot, mouse, hamster, and a turtle) to school and let them run around the buliding. She had been caught only because her turtle ended up in the science lab, and it wasn't the first time he had been in there. So naturally she laughed her head off and went to the principal. Every few minutes someone would look at her to see if she was okay. It didn't matter whether or not they were in the office. They loooked at her and then they looked away. They knew what she was in for. She was surpirised to see a new face enter the office. The guy reminded herself of...her.

Don't look up, just let them think

There's no place else you'd rather be
You're always on display
For everyone to watch and learn from
Don't you know by now?
You can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have

They shared blonde hair. Her hair was always in two very long pig tails, while his was in a wings cut. They both had blue eyes, too. Her eyes were more of a midnight blue color, while his were a sparkling cobalt blue. They both had a really cute pout. Yes, he shared her signature pout and he was sporting it rather well.

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
Just living proof that the camera's lying
And oh, oh, open wide, 'cause this is your night
So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style
You'll go out in style

The blonde haired-blue eyed guy wore a blue sweatshirt with black jeans and white sneakers. Brat examined her own outfit. A blue tank top with a black mini skirt, fishnet stockings, and black, flat, lace up boots. She smiled at herself as the boy sat next to her. "Whatcha in for?" she asked, her voice silky and perky. She smirked at him and his pout. She could tell that he cracking up on the inside. He did something hilarious but wanted to get an easy punishment. "You know, it's okay if you laugh. I bet what you did was pretty funny."

Something she always hated was the perkiness of her voice. It could be annoying at times, even though most people found it 'adorable!' She cringed at that word. How she despised being called adorable. It made her feel like a child and she certainly was not one. Boomer noticed this and laughed. He laughed at her own discomfort when it came to talking and about his prank.

If you let me, I could
I'd show you how to build your fences
Set restrictions, separate from the world
The constant battle that you hate to fight
Just blame the limelight

He turned swiftly to her and smiled, showing off his pearly white teeth. "I found a hampster and put it in some guy's tray during my lab class and Mr. Blakely got mad. So I came here. What about you? You seem right at home, all giggly and stuff," he said. She laughed even more.

"You found my friend's hampster. We let our pet's loose around the school and my turtle and I were caught. We didn't even bother to listen to her rant. I just left and came here," she managed to say through giggles. He smiled at her. "Got a name, blondie?"

"Boomer," he said gruffly. "You?" She looked at him, shocked. He doesn't realize that I'm pretty famous around here? she thought. Everyone seemed to know who she was around school.

Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be
And now you can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have

She was the girl who everyone thought was easy, even though she harder than a rock.

The girl who pulled a lot of pranks.

The girl who partied hard.

The girl who looked so innocent, but hung out with the 'emo' or 'punk' kids.

The girl who couldn't stand seeing something pink.

The girl who hated Bubbles Utonium.

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
Just living proof that the camera's lying
And oh, oh, open wide, 'cause this is your night
So smile

She thought about it for a minute and decided that she liked someone not labeling her. She liked someone actually wanting to talk to her to figure out if they liked her or not...and she definatley wanted him to like to be around her. She didn't know why, but there was something about him that drew her into him. She smiled at him.

"Br-"

Yeah, yeah, you're asking for it
With every breath that you breathe in
Just breathe it in
Yeah, yeah, well, you're just a mess
You do all this big talking
So now let's see you walk it
I said, let's see you walk it
Yeah, yeah, well, you're just a mess
You do all this big talking
So now let's see you walk it
I said, let's see you walk it

"BRIDGETTE PLUTONIUM! GET INTO THIS OFFICE NOW!" screeched the principal. She smiled at him and got up.

"It's Brat. I hate it when people call me Bridgette. It's so girly. I can't stand it," she explained getting up. He smirked at her and laughed lightly. He had never heard the principal yell so loudly. She waved to him. This girl is a mess, Boomer thought.

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
Just living proof that the camera's lying
And oh, oh, open wide, yeah, oh, oh, open wide
Yeah, oh, oh, open wide, 'cause you'll go out in style
You'll go out in style

"I'll see you around, Brat," he said while she left. She smiled softly while trying to do one of her famous pouts. She failed and cracked and even bigger smile. She settled on swaying her hips to and fro, making sure she had him staring.

"Of course you will. I'm pretty famous around here," she said stepping inside.

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