This is my second story guys! :D This one is possibly even better! If you haven't read my first one yet, it's called I Wish I Knew. I hope you like it! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my ideas and my characters that aren't a part of the original Powerpuff Girls cast.

"What's wrong, Buttercup? Am I not good enough for you?"

"Don't fuck with me."

How did we get to this point? I'm not sure. I remember like it was yesterday that we wouldn't even look at each other in the face when we would be near each other. I would pass by him in the streets or at school and he would just look away. I don't know what the big deal was. We haven't talked in ages and all of a sudden, we move to his and his brother's town and he chooses to ignore me like I don't even exist? His brothers talk to my sisters like nothing even happened. But our communication wasn't that dull. It was just that he couldn't look at me, but we spoke to each other by email and text, poetry websites and social networks that would let you update statuses. But maybe Butch just can't forgive us for killing them when we were little, but it's not like we didn't forgive them for doing cruel things to us, like spitting in our faces and throwing their scabs at us or punching our faces in countless times. But that's how we were raised. It's not like we can't move on! So let me tell you what happened in the beginning of freshman year all the way up to this point, which is junior year.

Freshman Year – The Move

"Do we have to move? I finally get in a relationship and we all of a sudden have to move six-hundred miles away from Townsville?" I asked the Professor. He nodded his head as he moved a box into the moving van.

"Yes Buttercup! I'm needed down there for a very important job. It's a nice neighborhood. Two story house with three bathrooms, six bedrooms, big living room and kitchen along with a basement. I think this would be rather pleasant!"

"Plus, who cares about your relationship? Mitch and you wouldn't last very long, anyways. You guys act like a brother and sister with benefits!" I glared at her.

"Now, now Blossom. Don't be rude to your sister."

"Yeah, Mitch and I would last very long if I had the chance!"

"Calm down, Buttercup. There are plenty of guys at the school we are going to. You'll have very many opportunities to find a new boyfriend." Bubbles stated as she helped Professor put boxes into the truck.

"I don't want another boyfriend! I don't think that there's another guy out there that understands me like Mitch does."

"Just because you go out with him for like a year doesn't mean you're going to marry him."

"Shut the fuck up Blossom!"

"Buttercup, let's not say that wor-"

"WELL I'M JUST STATING THE FACTS!"

"Blossom just stop arguing with Butter-" said the Professor.

"YOU'RE A WALKING BOOK! BUT NOT ALL BOOKS TELL THE TRUTH!" I interrupted.

"Girls?"

"YOU CALLING ME A LIAR?"

"Giirrlss?"

"I GUESS SO. SINCE YOU ARE ALWAYS ACTING LIKE A SMARTASS BUT GET EVERYTHING WRONG!"

"OH YEAH?"

"YEAH!"

"SCREW YOU!"

"NO THANKS! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU'VE BEEN SLEEPING WIT-"

"!" Bubbles screamed. We looked at her. Professor put his finger in his ear.

"Okay. Let's go, girls. Time is a wasting."

Blossom and I looked at each other with hate as we stepped into the car. Bubbles sat in between us. It was a long trip. It took us around five days just to get there. We could have made four if Bubbles didn't have to stop at every zoo that we passed by during the day. Every time we went into the penguin exhibit, I thought about Mitch. He and I loved penguins. Emperor penguins. They seemed to be the cutest. And then that movie he took me to go see, Kung Fu Penguin was pretty kick ass. It's sad that I have to leave that all behind. The goodbye wasn't that great either. It was like his oxygen was cut off. I felt like mine was too. The last kiss, just remembering the single tear that slid down his face was crucial enough. Well, the kiss was nice. I just didn't like that he was that heartbroken over me. I was worth one tear to cry over. I know I cried more than one tear after seeing the look in his eyes when I left. I felt my heart rip in half. It's almost enough to make me want to turn to the dark side. I just feel so bitter about it. Especially that his last words to me were "I love you. Don't change who you are because others can't accept you for you. One day you'll find that perfect guy and he'll love you for you just like I do." You can't get any guy to tell that to you up front every day! And it's not that I'm ugly or anything. I just don't dress like a Barbie. I dress rather like a guy because it's comfy. No, I'm not a cross-dresser, I just like sweat pants and gym shorts.

When we got to our new home down in Kahokiville, I was pretty impressed on the appearance of our house. It was almost like our old house, pretty square, but it was painted blue and white. And the yard was pretty big too. As we got out the car, we saw something in the distance. At first, we thought it was a shooting star. But then we remembered that colorful shooting stars only existed in cartoons. Only until the three colors of blue, red, and green suddenly rushed above our heads we realized what it was. Or rather, who they were.

By the way, most of this story is going to be covered by Buttercup's point of view. Review Guys! :D I love to read your reactions!