Who's That Guy?
Bubbles is your average high-school girl – she's pretty, popular, and all the guys at Townsville High love her. But then three familiar guys show up and her life goes haywire. And then there's the mystery lover……
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or The Rowdyruff Boys. I don't even own characters from Sniper Tomcat's PPG stories.
Chapter 1: Prologue.
Over the years, the Powerpuff Girls have blossomed into beautiful, outgoing teenage girls, but Bubbles has really stood out of the sister trio.
According to most, if not all the guys at Townsville High, described Bubbles as a hot babe on fire that was playing hard to get. Well, they were right about one thing, she was very attractive, but she wasn't playing hard to get at all.
She had beautiful silky blonde hair that flowed down to her mid back with shimmering sky-blue eyes. She had a height of five foot eight, with astounding curves and thirty-four C breasts. She was sure breathtaking and could have any guy she wanted. But that was the thing – there were no guys at Townsville High that she wanted.
There were the jocks, but none of them appealed to her, as head cheerleader. There was the Goths, but she wasn't a big fan of wearing black every day and having scars on her soft skin from cutting herself. And let's not start with the nerds.
Above all, there was no guy for her at Townsville High. And that didn't change on a certain Monday.
It was lunch time at Townsville High that day. Most of the students were in the cafeteria, eating the daily special: pepperoni pizza. Bubbles had already bought and eaten a Caesar salad, and was by her locker, picking up her books for her afternoon classes.
Blossom, also the student council president, was coming down the hall, towards her. She was dressed in her regular teenage clothes – a pink and white diamond-patterned sleeveless shirt over a pink long-sleeve shirt, magenta miniskirt, and knee-high brown boots. Her long red hair was in an upper ponytail at the back of her head and flowed down to her waist.
Her tomboy sister, Buttercup, also known as the female soccer star of their school, was next to their red-headed sister. She always wore a dark green spaghetti-strap midriff that was ripped at the bottom, with a black crop sweater that was tied at the front, black baggy jeans, and black boots. Her black hair, complete with a few dark green streaks, went down to her shoulders.
Bubbles was also in her fashionable teenage outfit – a dark blue crop jacket over a white tube top midriff, matching dark blue miniskirt, dark blue knee-high socks, and black flats. Her silky blonde hair flowed down to her mid-back in a wavy style.
"Did you hear?" Blossom asked Bubbles, as she and Buttercup approached their blonde sister. "The principal just told me we're getting three new students today."
Bubbles reached into her locker to grab her history textbook. "Really, girls or guys?"
"Guys," Buttercup answered, crossing her arms. "Don't you think this school has enough of them?"
"Too many if you ask me," Bubbles said, closing her locker. "I don't even like any of them."
Blossom rolled her eyes. "I don't care about relationships with guys. I think it's a complete waste of valuable time that could be used for reviewing over notes for our end-of-the-year exams."
"I just hate guys, period," Buttercup commented, scowling.
Bubbles sighed, her dark blue bag messenger bag over her right shoulder. "Well, when are they coming?"
"At lunch," Blossom answered, looking at a gold watch on her left wrist. "Around now, I'd say."
Just then, Molly Beware – one of the Powerpuff Girls' childhood friends, came running up to them, excitedly. She matured a lot over the years, also maintaining a healthy curvy body. She wore a fitted yellow baby tee, white miniskirt, yellow knee-high socks, and white Mary Janes. Her long wavy brown hair flowed down to her mid back.
"Molly, slow down!" Buttercup cried, putting her hands out in front of her to stop her brunette friend in her tracks. "Where's the fire?"
"No fire," Molly replied, still panting. "Three hot guys have just arrived at the school. I don't even know them and they're making my heart melt."
"Don't let Mike hear you say that," Blossom warned, smirking, referring to Molly's childhood boyfriend.
Molly smiled. "Don't worry, I just thought I'd let you guys know."
From around the corner, a red-headed guy appeared and walked down the hall, dressed in a red hoodie, blue baggy jeans, and white running shoes. His red hair was put in a small lower ponytail at the back of his head. His eyes greatly resembled the colour of rubies.
Behind him was a blonde guy, with eyes as blue as the Heart of the Ocean from the Titanic Movie. He wore a blue T-Shirt, blue jeans, and black shoes. His wavy blonde hair made him look extremely hot.
Next to him was a green-eyed guy, with shaggy black hair. He wore a black vest over a black T-Shirt, and white skater shoes.
Girls that were in the hall at the time were swooning when they first laid eyes on the three new students. Some even fainted and remained motionless on the white tile floor. Some who had a bit of courage in them managed to utter a simple, "Hi."
Molly was almost in a daze. "Aren't they such hunks?"
"Molly!" Blossom hissed, ducking behind her. "They're the Rowdyruff Boys!"
Bubbles was crouching behind Blossom, peering over her right shoulder. "They're our arch-enemies."
"We haven't seen them for almost a decade," Buttercup added, leaning against the lockers. "They have no idea where we are at the moment. And we'd like to keep it that way, thank you very much."
Molly stood there, innocently, trying to hide the Powerpuff Girls behind her. The Rowdyruff Boys continued to make their way down the hall, towards them. Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup remained hidden behind Molly, as Brick walked pass them down the hallway, followed by Boomer and Butch.
Buttercup smirked at Brick, Boomer, and Butch being completely oblivious to the fact that their arch-enemies were hiding behind their childhood friend.
Bubbles watched her blonde counterpart walk off down the hallway. "You don't think they saw us, did they?"
Just then, the Rowdyruff Boys stopped in their tracks. Blossom realized this and gulped. Bubbles moved behind Buttercup, afraid. Buttercup just stared at the boys with a casual look, hoping they didn't hear Bubbles just speak.
By then, the hallway was empty, except for the Powerpuff Girls, the Rowdyruff Boys, and Molly Beware. Boomer and Butch turned their heads to face the girls, with smirks on their faces.
Brick turned his head, looking directly at Blossom. "Well, babe, we meet again."
"Way to go, Bubbles," Buttercup hissed, sarcastically, while frowning at Butch. "You and your big mouth."
Bubbles glared at her tomboy sister. "Well, sorry!"
Blossom became angry. "Quit bickering you two! I'd say it would be best if we get out of here."
Bubbles and Buttercup didn't have to be told twice. They headed down towards the opposite end of the hallway, right behind their intelligent red-head sister. Molly ran after them, just in case. They smiled, knowing soon, they were going to lose them.
They were sprinting down another hallway, which had just been mopped, and displayed a yellow sign on the ground, warning students of the slippery floor. Fortunately, Bubbles, Buttercup, and Molly didn't slip, but Blossom did.
With a loud thud, she slipped and fell to the floor, her many textbooks and binders slid out of her pink messenger back that she forgot to zip close.
"Blossom!" Bubbles cried, running back to her. "Here, I'll help."
Blossom shook her head. "No, go ahead."
Buttercup and Molly hurried over to Bubbles and looked down at Blossom. Buttercup could already hear the voices of the Rowdyruff Boys not too far behind.
"I can handle the Rowdyruff Boys," Blossom said, gesturing for the three girls to continue running. "You three keep going."
Bubbles looked worried, but refused to keep arguing with their leader. "Okay then, if you're sure."
Blossom nodded, watching her sisters run off with Molly, who was leading the two down another hallway. She sighed, gathering her textbooks and binders and putting them back into her pink messenger bag, neatly.
It wasn't long until Brick came around the corner with Boomer and Butch. They continued down the same hallway Blossom was in. Once Brick caught sight of his counterpart on the ground collecting her belongings, he smirked.
"Guys, looks like I've found the leader," he said, as Blossom pretended he wasn't there. "Her sisters can't be far away. Go get them."
Butch nodded. "Sure thing." He turned to Boomer. "Let's go."
Once Boomer and Butch disappeared around another corner, Brick looked down at Blossom, still smirking. Blossom continued to ignore him, carefully picking up her binders to make sure no loose papers slid out.
Brick decided to start annoying her. "Blossom."
"Brick," she replied, through gritted teeth.
"So, how long has it been?" he asked. "Five years? Six?"
"Ten actually," she said, standing up and brushing some dust off her magenta miniskirt. "Not like you would care."
Brick followed her, as she began walking down the hallway. "What makes you think I don't care about this at all?"
Blossom refused to make eye contact with him. "Don't you have a bank to rob or innocent people to terrorize?"
"Not anymore," Brick answered, placing his left hand on her right shoulder, the smirk still on his face. "We're in school now, babe."
Blossom slapped Brick's left hand and took a few steps away from him, scowling. "Since when do you go to school?" Pause. "And don't call me babe because I'm not yours and never will be!"
Brick watched her walk down the hallway and turn around a corner. He removed his red cap from atop his head and held it in his hands.
"You're right, I'm not yours," he said, grinning. "Yet."
On the way to safety, Buttercup had to use the washroom, and encouraged Molly to take Bubbles and keep running. She figured that by the time she was done in the washroom, the Rowdyruff Boys would have run past the washroom, and it would be safe to leave.
She opened the girl's washroom door and poked her head outside to see if the coast was clear. She smiled, walking out and headed down the hallway, towards the math wing, where her next class was, and she could sleep through the algebra lesson.
As she turned around a corner and walked down another deserted hallway, she had a suspicious feeling that she was being followed – that someone was watching every move she made. She wasn't paranoid, but decided to check, just in case.
Right when she turned her head slightly to see if someone was behind her, she was immediately slammed into the wall by two very strong hands, which pinned her to the wall by her arms and prevented her from escaping.
Unable to rub her head because of a painful headache she began to have, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself looking into a pair of emerald green eyes, covered by strands of black shaggy hair.
"What are you doing her, bastard?" she questioned, frowning.
Butch smirked at his counterpart, his face getting closer to hers. "Well, nice to see you too, spitfire."
"Don't call me that!" she shouted. "What are you and your so-called brothers doing here!? Did you get jail cells and schools mixed up!?"
He moved his head closer to hers, so that he could whisper into her left ear, his breath tickling her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "You have a good sense of humour. That's what I look for in a girl."
"Well, keep looking moron," she retorted, delivering a strong kick to his left leg, making him release her to rub his sore leg. "Because you haven't found her yet!"
While rubbing his aching left leg, he looked up, and watched her walk off down the hallway, her head held high.
"I think I just found her, beautiful," he said, as if she was still there.
Molly dropped off Bubbles outside her geography classroom, and made sure she made it inside safely, before heading to her art class down the hall. They haven't seen Boomer and figured they lost him, and his brothers.
Once Bubbles was in the classroom, she took a seat in the middle of the room. She placed her blue messenger bag on the left right side of her desk, pulled out her geography binder and pencil case, and put it on her desk.
Class didn't start yet for a few more minutes, but the teacher was already writing a note on the blackboard on plate tectonics. She pulled out a blue pen from her blue pencil case, flipped open her binder to a blank sheet of line paper, and began writing.
She had just finished writing a paragraph, when the bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. She continued writing down the note, hoping her sisters didn't get caught by any of the Rowdyruff Boys, especially if their counterparts were the ones that found them.
She heard the classroom door open, but didn't look up to see who it was. Her blue pen had run out of ink and she was searching through her pencil case for another one.
"A new student, eh?" the teacher asked whoever had just walked in. "Very well, take a seat behind Miss Utonium."
Bubbles heard her name called and looked up to see who was sitting behind her. One she recognized those sapphire blue eyes and wavy blonde hair that she knew so well, she looked back down, avoiding any eye contact by him.
She heard the chair move behind the desk behind her and she knew Boomer had taken his seat. She ignored him, and continued to write down the geography note.
When she finished writing the second paragraph of the geography note, a folded up piece of paper was tossed onto her desk from behind her. She knew who sent it to her, as she opened it to read it.
Meet me after school. We need to talk.
-Boomer.
Bubbles sighed.
For once, she wasn't looking forward to the end of the school day.
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