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JackieLimeXD: New story! This is the story I've been talking about in the chapters that I've put up for Forbidden Love.
So hope you enjoy this new story! Gum Has The Power! You'll see why Gum Has The Power! Okay, now I'll just shut up so you'll read.
The first chapter, which is this one, might not be a really good one, but things start to change and the story gets better in future chapters. So this one may be shitzy, but the ones coming will be better.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls or any other character that appears on the show.
Chapter One: New Town, New School, New Crushes And Troubles
Buttercup's P.O.V
You know what the bad thing about moving to another town is? Where do I start? Hmm... You get a new house that you're not used to and won't be the same from your previous one, you barely know where stores and other places are, so you can't really go out anywhere, and you have to get into a new school, where people probably do things differently than on the old school you were in and you really don't know anyone in there and you will probably have a hard time making new friends.
Me and my two girly-girly sisters were flying our way to school. I really didn't want to come. Blossom had a hard time making me want to come. And I guess coming to school is worth it, 'cause I get twenty dollars. I have them deep inside my jeans pocket right now. Safe and sound. I looked down and saw a big building. Must be the school. Blossom made her way down, and me and Bubbles followed. We landed outside of the school, right in front of it. Ahead of us was like a black fence. It had two metal black doors on it that said "emergency exit" on them. To the left of the fance was a door that went to some hall. To the right of the fence was what looked like the front door. There were two offices inside. The one to the left was like for check-outs and tardies. The one to the right, I'm guessing is for enrollment and all that stuff.
Blossom stepped toward the front door of the school, Bubbles following her. Me, I stayed where I was. Blossom noticed I didn't move and turned to look at me, giving me a look that said "why aren't you walking?"
"I am not going in there." I said. Blossom rolled her eyes. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. I tried my best not to move an inch towards that damned door. I held on to the fence. "I'm not going in there!" I said again. Blossom turned to Bubbles, and she nodded. What the hell are they- Bubbles came to me and grabbed me by my feet. "Hey! What the hell are you doing!?" I yelled as Blossom grabbed my arms. I couldn't hold on to the fence anymore. It was hurting my hand, so I let go. As my sisters carried me to the door, I tried stretching and holding on to a pole that was a couple of inches away from me. I tried stretching out my arm and move my hand to reach it, but Blossom saw what I was trying to do and she moved me farther from it.
"Come on, Buttercup! It's not that bad! It's just school!" Blossom yelled. We were getting closer and closer to the front door.
"It's gonna fucking kill me!" I yelled.
"Stop being over-dramatic!" Blossom yelled. Bubbles and Blossom sat me on a chair once we got inside the office to the right. My sisters were out of breath. I'm not that heavy! Why are they so tired?
"You squirm too much! It's just school! It's not gonna kill you! Damn!" Blossom realized she had cursed and turned to the desk, expecting someone to be staring at her sternly for using that language at school. She was saved, there was no one behind the desk. She walked toward the desk and tapped on a little bell that was sitting beside a stack of papers.
"Coming!" a lady said from inside a room. She came out of it with some papers at hand. "Hello. How may I help you?" she asked. The lady was still a bit young. Not that much. She seemed to be in her twenties, near her thirties.
"We're here for our schedules. We enrolled yesterday and they told us to come here for them today." Blossom said.
"Okay, let me see..." the lady looked at her computer, scrolling down on the screen. "The Utonium sisters?" she asked. Blossom nodded. "Okay." She went back into that little room again an came out holding three purple-colored papers. Here are your schedules. I will send a student from each of your classes to come and show you to your first period." the lady said. She handed Blossom the papers and she grabbed a phone from her desk and called what I'm guessing is the teacher to send down a student. Blossom was about to hand us our schedules, but Bubbles grabbed all of them and began comparing them.
"What!?" she exclaimed. "We only have two periods together!? Math and history?" she asked. I took my schedule and scanned through it.
"I have math and reading two times? How come?" I asked. Blossom made a confused face and took my sheet. She snorted. "What's so funny?" I asked.
"Haha! You have Intensive Reading and Intensive Math? And you call Bubbles a dumbass! Haha!" Blossom laughed. I stood up from the chair and snatched my schedule from her hands.
"Shut the fuck up." I snapped.
"Okay." the lady interrupted. "The students are coming down and will show you to your class. Good luck on your first day!" she said before she went back into that little room again. What the hell does she do in there? I was about to sit down again but then the students that were gonna show us to class came. Well that was quick. Three students came and stopped at the door, confused. I guess they didn't know who he was gonna take.
"Who has Intensive Math first?" a guy with brown hair asked. He had greenish, grayish eyes. Hazel? I really can't tell what color they are. He looked like the skater type.
"Over here." I said as I pointed to myself. He signaled for me to follow him, so I did.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Buttercup." I said. "What's yours?" I asked as we walked from the office to some stairs. "Harold. Call me Hal. If you don't, you're dead." he said.
"Alright, Hal. You can call me BC. And I wouldn't threaten me if I were you." I smirked.
"Kk, BC. And why wouldn't you?" he asked.
"You'll find out soon."
We stopped in front of a wooden door with a small rectangular window. He knocked two times, waiting for the door to open. It opened up and it was a small classroom. The girls gasped at the sight of me, happy the new student was a girl. Yeah, I'm a girl. But I don't really act like one. So hopes down for them if they think I'm gonna be in their daily gossiping. Hell to the fucking no.
"Give her your schedule." Hal said before he sat at a desk in the corner of the classroom. I went to the teacher's desk and gave her the purple sheet. She looked at it and wrote my name on the attendance sheet, I think it was. She then gave it to me and pointed to and empty desk. She put a sheet of paper on my new desk. "Okay. This is our warm-up. We do them every morning in here. You're not allowed to write on these sheets. We go over them after five minutes are over. They're only five questions. They might've taught you some of these at your old school. Where did you used to live?" she asked. "Citiesville." I replied. "They probably didn't teach you some stuff. Try your best then." she then walked away. She was old already. She looked to be in her fifties. She was blond and had blue eyes. So she said we go over them, right? So I'll just wait until then. This is probably why I ended up in Intensive Math. I don't really do my work. Heh.
The first two periods ended and it was time for the actual math class. Almost the whole class had already started talking to me. The girls weren't as girly as I thought they would be. Only like one or two. But they were still like that. But not so much to the point where they get on your nerves. I had the same people in this class. Only Bubbles and Blossom joined in this period. We sat next to each other. Blossom, like always, in the middle, with me to her left ad Bubbles to her right.
"Guess what!" Bubbles asked.
"What?" Blossom and I asked in unison. Me with a bored couldn't-care-less tone and Blossom with a curious tone. Bubbles probably met a "cute" guy or made a new friend or something.
"I met this really cute guy! He's in all my classes. Well, except this class and History. His name is Boomer. He has these really cute deep blue eyes and blond hair." she said. What did I tell ya?
"Really? Well, I met this guy named Brick. He has these weird red eyes just like I have my weird pink eyes. They're pretty hot, if you ask me. Too bad we only have, like, only three classes together. I saw his schedule. But those two names sound really familiar, too." Blossom said. I rolled my eyes. What did I do to deserve sisters like these?
"And you Buttercup? Did you meet a cute guy?" Bubbles asked. I looked around the room, searching for Hal. Either he's not in this class, or he's late. "Yeah. His name's Hal. He's a really cool kid." I said.
"Is he cute?" Bubbles asked.
"I guess. Yeah." I said. I thought about how he looked. He had the skater hair, kinda like Justin Beber hair. But it looked good on him. Most guys have it like that in this school. But on some guys, it looks like normal shoulder-length hair. Some fail to make it look like skater hair. Hal, he has his hair perfect. It was brown, wait, no, blond. I think it's blond in the light and brown when it's dark. Yeah. And with his hair ending in flips at the back, making look a little like a "v" at the back, it looked so awesome. He had bangs that sometimes came to his eyes, making him move his head to his side to flip it. Hal also had green eyes. No, gray. No wait, hazel. Do they change colors or what? But they're pretty cool. He was short, but taller than me. We're almost the same height. Almost. I heard the door open and turned to it. Hal came in. He was late and he knew it, but his face told the teacher he didn't give two shits about it. "Hal. You're late." the teacher looked at him with a glare. "That's an unexcused one for you." she said when he saw that Hal didn't have a tardy pass. Hal didn't say anything, and made his way to his desk which was right by me. We made a little handshake that we had made up before he sat down.
"So you're a skater, and a troublemaker, eh?" I asked.
"Heh, I guess." he said as he moved his head to remove his bangs that were on his face.
"Is that Hal?" Bubbles asked.
"Yup." I said.
"Hal, this is Bubbles, my "little" sister, and this is Blossom, my "big" sister." I told him.
"Hi!" Bubbles said.
"Hey." Hal said. "By how many minutes were you born before them?" He asked.
"Well, um, we weren't really..." I didn't want to tell him we were created. He wouldn't believe that. Would he?
"We weren't born like other people. We were created in a lab by a scientist. So he's like our dad." Blossom said.
"Yeah. We have superpowers! The Professor created us to fight crime here in Townsville. It died down and we heard Citiesville had some problems with that over there, so we moved there but they hated us and said they didn't need our help, so we came back over here instead." Bubbles said. Hal was looking shocked. Yep, he don't believe it.
"R-Really?" he asked. "That is so awesome! Can I see a power?" he asked.
"Sure." I floated out my seat when the teacher was busy grading papers at her desk.
"You girls must be the awesomest people alive." he said with wide eyes. "No wonder your eyes are bigger than they're supposed to be. It looks cool, though." he told us. Now he realizes why I said he shouldn't threaten me this morning.
"Okay class. Quiet down now. Let's start!"
Like about thirty minutes passed. Hal was gone now. He was making "unnecessary" noises and was talking back, so the teacher sent him to God-knows-where. The bell rang minutes after. And it was time for fourth period. My sisters and I said our goodbye's and headed our seperate ways. I headed to my next class. Science.
In the classroom, there was two rows of tables. Five tables on each row. Only two people could sit in one table. I went to the teacher's desk and gave her the schedule. She wrote my name on the attendance list and pointed to my new seat. It was on the second row to the right and it was almost to the back of the classroom. There were three rows lined up vertically. I sat down, a girl, I think her name was Miriam, sitting next to me. What I've seen so far about her is that almost everyone finds her annoying. Well, she is annoying. Why did they have to sit me with her? She turned to look at me. Oh, no.
"Hey! You're that new girl! Hey, why are your eyes so freakishly big?..." she continued on and on and on. Shut the fuck up!
"Good luck." a guy behind me said.
"What?" I asked, turning around. I looked at the guy. He had familiar rare ruby red eyes and had short auburn red hair tied into a short ponytail. There was a red hat at the corner of the grey table where a binder, that I'm guessing is his, sat. He looked like Blossom.
"She is the worst person you could sit with." the guy said as he pointed to Miriam.
"I can see that." I muttered under my breath.
"My name's Brick. What's yours?" he asked. Brick? Sounds really familiar. But my head hurts thinking about it, so I'll stop.
"Buttercup." I said.
Hal came in the door, sitting on the middle row to my left. He wasn't far from me, he was sitting on the table at the back, and I was almost at the back, so he was like a table up away from me.
"Hey, BC." he said.
"Hey, Hal." I said. I watched as he flipped his bangs to the side. I love it when he does that! Wait, what?
"Hey asshole." the guy behind me said.
"Hey, bitch." Hal said back.
"So your name is Bitch?" I asked, a smile coming at my face. "I thought you said it was Brick." I was joking, obviously. Who would name their child Bitch?
"No. already told you what it was.." he told me.
"It sounds kinda like Bitch to me, though." I told him.
"That's why I call him Bitch." Hal told me. He flipped his hair. Again. Damn, I'm starting to grow addicted to seeing that. Wait, what? Ugh, I did not just think that.
"Okay, class. Let's begin." the teacher said as she closed the door. Damn, is every teacher in this school a woman and old? Except the math teacher. She looks in her thirties. This one looks in her fifties. I put my head down. Please end now. I'm hungry.
The teacher showed me how they do things in this class an everything. And thirty minutes later, it was time for lunch. I zipped out the door. Shit, bad idea. "Did she just literally zip out the door?" a girl, Miriam asked. I came back in the classroom, grinning sheepishly.
"Um, yeah? I um, I have superpowers." I said.
"Isn't she fucking awesome? She's like Butch and his brothers!" Hal said. I smiled. Wait, like Butch and his brothers? Who are those? And they have superpowers, too? Weird. Guess my sisters and I aren't the only ones.
"You have superpowers?"
"Can I see them?"
"Can they rub off?"
A lot of questions were coming my way, but thank God, Hal saved me. The teacher wasn't doing shit about all the questions. She was asking some herself, one being "Are you related to the Rowdyruff Boys?"
"Okay! Shut up! You're acting like it's the Rowdyruff Boys all over again!" Hal yelled, coming toward me.
"Okay, students. Stop. We're running late for lunch." the teacher came out the door and the students did, too, getting in a messed up line by the lockers.
"Thanks for that. It would've been bad if I was the one to shut them up." I told him.
"No prob." Hal said. The line moved and we headed downstairs and outside to the cafeteria building. We got in line, and waited for it to move.
"So, who are these "Rowdyruff Boys?" I asked. They sounded familiar. I know I said I was gonna stop thinking about it, but I'm curious.
"Me and my bro's. We're the Rowdyruff Boys. I'm Brick, like you already know. The next brother is Butch. He has black hair like you, but it's spiked up, he has green eyes like you, but his is a dark green. And my "younger" brother is Boomer. He's a blonde. Kind of like this motherfucker." Brick replied as he pointed at Hal.
"My sister told me she met you this morning. Her name is Blossom." I said.
"Blossom? Oh, Blossom! Yeah. We have first, and second period together. Oh, and the last two periods, too. She's your sister?"
"That's what I just said, dumbass." I said. Before they could give me any surprised looks, I said, "Yes I curse, and you shitheads better get used to it if you guys wanna be my friends." I said.
"K. Your sister's really smart. She helped me this morning with my work. And she has some you in her, too. She cursed out a girl because she called her a big-eyed nerd." Brick said.
"Ermergerd, really?" I asked. Blossom better tell me about this when we get home.
"Yeah. And she's pretty hot, too." Brick said quietly. I still heard him.
"You got a new brother-in-law." Hal said as we wen down the steps to go to the cafeteria. I guess he heard him, too.
"Shut up." Brick said.
"Yay, you're my bro now! Blossom's got a new boyfriend!" I said.
"She's not my girlfriend."
"But you like her."
"I just met her." Brick told me.
"So? You can still like someone that quick." Hal said.
"Fuck you two." Brick said.
Hal and I laughed.
By the time he finished talking, we were already heading to a table. Our class table. I sat on the girls side, Hal sat on the boys side. But we were still by each other. He looked back toward the entrance of the cafeteria and he nudged my side.
"Ow, what?" I asked. He pointed to the line that was coming in and waited. "What?" I asked again. Then he pointed to a guy that was coming in.
"That's Butch."
Butch. I was completely paralyzed. His mesmerizing green eyes got the best of me. He was amazing. He had jet black hair. It was spiked up. My kind of hair. Besides the hair like Hal's. But spiky is my most favorite. Butch was exactly like me. Well, looked. He had a dark green shirt with a small pocket to the upper right side of his chest. He had on some gray shorts and black and green DC shoes. Skater, too, huh?
"Hello? Buttercup!" I saw Hal's hand waving in front of me. I didn't realize I was staring at Butch. "Oh, I see what's going on here." Hal said with a smirk.
"W-what?" Why am I stuttering?
"Some feelings are developing deep in there, right?" Hal said, still holding his smirk. "N-No! Shut up! I'm not even gonna get to talk to him at least one bit. He's not in my classes." I told him. I don't like Butch. I just like the way he looks, I like his eyes, his style, his hair, his- wait, am I actually making a list in my head?
"I wouldn't say that. You don't know his schedule." Hal said, still holding that damned cute smirk. He took my schedule from my sweater pocket, unfolded it, and pointed to the last two classes.
"Intensive Reading. You stay there for two whole periods. And guess who else will be joining in? Butch!" Hal said.
"You have to be fucking shitting me." I said.
"Why so worried, Butters? I thought you didn't like him..?" Hal asked.
"Oh, shut up!" I don' like him! I just saw him! But like Hal said, you can still like someone that quick. No,no! I've never liked anyone and I'm not gonna start now.
Fifth period was so fucking slow! Why is that teacher even working here? She's too old to teach! She forgets what she's talking about every five damn minutes! She talk so low and also so slow. The class doesn't even listen to her. They're either sleeping, passing notes, or whispering to each other. Me and Hal, we fell asleep. My sisters did, too. When the bell rang, I woke up and so did my sisters. Hal was still sound asleep. He was snoring lightly. I laughed quietly. His mouth was slightly opened and his hair fell around him. It kind of looked blond at the moment. Maybe because there was a light above our table?
The class started to get empty and I had to get Hal up to go to next period. I shook him a little. I looked around. Only about five people left in the room. Wait, did my sisters just leave me like that? Those bitches! I turned back to Hal and shook him again. This time a bit hard. He still didn't wake up. "Hal! Wake up!" I yelled in his ear. Nothing. You have got to be kidding me! I slapped my hand on the back of his head and he jolted up awake.
"Ow! Who the fuck did that?" he asked.
"I've been trying to wake up! Damn, I was beginning to think that the boredom of this class killed you." I said.
"Oh, it did. You just brought me back to life with your hits... Ow, and that burned!" he said as we walked out the door. Burned? I looked down at my hands. Green sparks were around them. Oops, guess I still don't know how to control my powers with these new hands. I barely know how to move these things called fingers. I felt a nudge on my side and looked at Hal.
"What?" I asked. He pointed towards a locker with a smile. And guess who it was? Butch. He was standing there like if he was waiting for his friends to finish up with their lockers. There was two other guys and there was a blond girl standing beside him. I felt some weird feeling in my stomach. This one was different from the one that I had felt at lunch. I felt the need to punch, to kill that little bitch. Wait, why the hell am I calling her a bitch? I don't know her and she didn't do shit to me. But why do I suddenly feel like this? It's my first time experiencing it, so I know I haven't felt it before.
"Jealous? Don't worry. That's an ex. They're just friends now." Did he say jealous? Is this how jealousy feels? No, I can't possibly be jealous. It has to be something else. I've never been jealous in my life and I don't want to start now. But the feeling got stronger when Hal said she was an ex. The need to murder that girl got stronger.
Hal and I walked faster, realizing we were walking at a slow pace while I looked at Butch. We walked down some steps, went down some hallways, and we got to sixth period just in time before the late bell rang. "Ms. Gilbert, we have a new student!" Hal yelled across the room as he sat at the back on the left corner of the room. It was a lonely desk, with no other desks by it or nothing. There was another empty chair on the right back corner, and there was no one sitting there. I wonder who sits there.
"Ah! A new student! Okay, let me see..." the teacher looked around the room, trying to find a seat for me I guess. "You can sit on that desk in front of you. Wait, does anybody sit on that desk?" she asked as she looked at the girl that was sitting next to the empty desk.
"Nope. It's empty." the girl said.
"Well, not anymore." Ms. Gilbert said. "You can sit there. But first, let me see your schedule." she said. I went over to her and gave her the purple sheet. She grabbed a clipboard with an attendance sheet and put my name in there. She gave me back the sheet. "Okay. Now you can sit down. Alright. I'm about to take attendance. So everyone quiet down." she started naming names. She said mine in there and I didn't have to say yes or anything. She already knew I was here. "Butch. Hmm, I haven't seen him. Is he here?" she asked the class. That's when I noticed me and Hal,and a girl named Dalina were the only people that separated from our class. This class was a different one.
"No, he's not here." a guy said. He looked like Butch? What? Just a tad different. He had the big eyes like me and Butch. He had the green eyes. His were a darker shade than Butch's. He had the black hair, but his wasn't spiky. Is he related to them?
"Yes he is. He's just late." a girl said as she glared at him.
"No he isn't."
"Yes he is." I told him. He looked at me.
"How do you know?" he asked. "You're not in his class."
"I don't have to be. I saw him in the hallway, dumbass."
"Then how did he look?" he asked.
"Kind of like you. But waay better. And I don't think he's an asshole like you." I said.
"Alright, is he here or not?" Ms. Gilbert asked again.
"Yes." the class said. I saw the teacher skip Butch's name and check a couple of other boxes. There was a knock at the door and I was the first to get up and open it. There was some "aww's" and "no!" as I stood up to the door. Too bad, I was the first up, motherfuckers!
I opened the door and looked up from the ground. Butch was standing there, staring back at me. He had a small piece of paper on his hand. I looked at his forest green eyes. So mesmerizing... I snapped out of it and moved aside for him to come in. He did, and I closed the door after he was fully in the room. I went back to my seat and looked at Hal. He was looking at me with a smirk and he pointed towards Butch with his eyes.
"What's this?" Ms. Gilbert asked as she grabbed the piece of paper. Butch didn't respond. He made his way to the back of the room and sat on a solitary desk to the right corner. "This says unexcused. Why does it say that?" Butch only shrugged before putting his head down on the desk. "Imma have to call her to see why. Okay class here's your word. Break down the morphemes and guess the meaning. When you're ready to come up and write it on the board, raise your hand and I'll call on you." Ms. Gilbert said. I looked back at Butch. He still had his head down. I looked at Hal, he was shaking his head to flip his hair. Oh, how I love that. Wait, what? I turned straight on my desk and looked at the board. Am I supposed to start on that? Meh, I'm new. I can just say I didn't get it. I put my head down like Butch and closed my eyes. A few minutes passed and the class started to discuss the word that was on the board. It was really boring. But at least it wasn't as boring as that old lady, Ms. North's class. Now that's boring. I put my head up and turned to Butch. He had his head resting on the palm of his hand and had a bored expression on his face. He's bored, too.
We finished discussing the word on the board and Ms. Gilbert said something about switching teams. "Okay. Now let's switch teams. Let me see..." Ms. Gilbert grabbed three orange sheets from a rectangular table in front of her. She went to the white board where it said "Computers", "Independant Reading", and "Table". "Okay. Monitors go to table today, Supersticious go to computer, and the Fortunates go to independant reading. Alright, let's move." Everyone got up from their seats to go where they were supposed to be. Everyone but me, Hal, and Butch. "Butch. You do independant reading. Do it now or you know what happens. And don't misuse my chair like you always do." Ms. Gilbert said. "And Hal, same goes to you." both guys rolled their eyes before going to some bean-bag-looking chairs and sat down with a book in hand. They weren't even reading it. The book was just opened there and they were just looking around. Damn, are these two brothers or what? I suddenly started to feel nervous. What am I nervous about? I looked behind the girl sitting across from me and realized that Butch was sitting on a blue chair against the wall there with Hal sitting on the black chair by him. Why there, where I can see him easily? "Dalina, can you stay at the table and show Buttercup how we work things here?" said girl nodded and looked at me. She started explaining all the things we do here, not like I was listening to any of it. But, I decided to reward her with a piece of gum for accepting to help me. I took the green and black pack of gum with a big five on it. Dalina smiled and stretched out her hand. I gave her a piece and she immediately removed the wrapper. I was surprised to see Butch ask for some. At first he looked like he was going to jump out of the chair and pin me down for a piece, but then he just sat there and stretched his hand with a grin on his face.
"Ooh! Can I have one?" he asked before grinning. I motioned for him to come get it with my finger. He looked at Ms. Gilbert, stood up, grabbed the whole pack and quickly sat back down. There was only one piece left in there, anyway. I felt heat on my cheeks. His hand had brushed with mine when he grabbed it.. My fingers were holding the very edge of the pack, how could his hand touch mine? Unless he put his hand on top of mine on purpose... Nah, he was just rushing to get the gum so Ms. Gilbert wouldn't see him and his hand happened to brush against mine.
"Oh, so you're gonna give someone you don't know a piece of gum, but you won't give me one? I was your first friend!" Hal exclaimed.
"I'll bring some for you tomorrow. I'll give you two pieces." I said as I held up two fingers.
"You better." Hal said before returning back to his book, although he wasn't even reading it.
"Hey, aren't you in my other classes?" I asked, turning back to Dalina.
"Yeah. We have all the same ones, I think." the girl replied.
"Oh, cool." I said, nodding my head slowly. The silence got kind of awkward, so Dalina decided to continue showing me how they work in this class. She told me to pick a book, gave me a reading log to fill out, which is due in twenty-five days, and showed me where we can sit down to read and everything. The guy that was sitting at our table was quiet the whole time. Well, only towards me. He was talking to everybody else in the classroom and acting silly... and dirty-minded. He kept on humping the desks, which was sort of funny, and kept making everything funny. The teacher got sick of it though, and gave him a warning. The guy acted mad for a second, but then he started again, but not so much. He had sat down back on the desk by me, and he looked at Dalina. Dalina looked back.
"Hi, grandpa." she said with a smile. Huh?
"Grandpa?" I asked.
"I'm her grandpa." the guy told me.
"Yup. This is his kid," Dalina said as she pointed to her desk. "this is his kid," she pointed to the desk by her. "and that's his wife." Dalina said and she pointed to the desk where he was sitting at.
"And that's my baby. It's a newborn." the guy laughed. Oh yeah, because he keeps humping the desks and this is his family. Haha, funny.
"Are you sure she's not cheating? 'Cause they don't look nothing like you." I laughed. The guy fake gasped.
"No! She would never cheat! Would you, Sarah?" he asked the desk. This kid's fun. I watched from the corner of my eye as Butch got up from his seat and wandered around.
"Butch, what are you doing?" Ms. Gilbert asked as she placed two fingers on her chin.
"Nothing." Butch said.
"Have a seat." Ms. Gilbert told him.
"I have to sharpen my pencil." That was funny, he didn't even have a pencil in hand.
"Butch, you don't even have a pencil on your hand." Ms. Gilbert said as she crossed her arms. I looked at Hal. He was trying not to laugh.
"I think I dropped it then." Butch said as he pretended to look a the ground.
"Butch, just have a seat." Ms. Gilbert said. Butch rolled his eyes and made his way to his desk. He stopped by the door and stared at a button. I think it was the intercome button.
"Hey, can I push this button?" he asked. I tried to hold back my laugh. Hal didn't hold it, though.
"No, Butch. Have a seat." Ms. Gilbert said. Butch sucked his teeth and went past my group to his desk. He smells so damn good. Wait, what? I looked over at him. He was sitting on the chair he was on when he asked for the gum. He had the book on his face and his eyes closed. I guess his eyes are closed, I can't see his face with the book on top of it. He's a really fun dude, I see. The bell rang.
"Where do we go next?" I asked Dalina.
"Nowhere. We stay here for two periods." Oh yeah, I had forgot about that.
"Butch. Butch!" Ms. Gilbert yelled. "Is he asleep?" she asked. She got up from the table she was sitting on and went to Butch. "Butch." she said.
"Hmm." Butch murmured.
"Sit up. Get that book off your face." she said.
"I can't." Butch said. His voice was muffled because the book was still on his face and he was leaned on the chair.
"Butch, get that book off your face and sit up or it's going to be a referal." the teacher told him.
"..." Butch didn't take the book off.
"That's it." the teacher went to her desk and took out a rectangular shaped sheet. Butch took off the book.
"What? I didn't do anything!" he said.
"I told you to take that book off your face and you decided to ignore me."
"It's just a book on my face. I was reading like that." Butch protested. "How am I gonna get a referal for having a book on my face?"
"Not only that. You wander around the room, talk to other people when you're not supposed to, get out your seat without permission, try to be funny..." the teacher trailed off. "Keep it up and it's gonna be out of my class. Go to your desk and turn it around facing the wall." Butch sucked his teeth as he got up and sat on his desk and put his head down He didn't turn it around, though. "Butch, turn your desk around." Ms. Gilbert told him again. He didn't do anything. The teacher walked to his desk and turned it around herself with Butch still siting on it. Butch didn't move. He stayed with his head down on his crossed arms on the desk. The teacher struggled a bit, but turned it all the way around facing the wall. She shook her head as she made her way to the group sitting at the table. She looked at the clock on the wall behind her. "That was ten minutes of class wasted." she said.
Well, that's a real troublemaker right there. Damn. And he's a cute one, too. Ugh, Buttercup! Stop it! Stop it! I dragged my attention to the book in my hands and tried to read. What if Hal's right? Am I really falling for Butch? I don't even know him like that and I like him now? I'm fucked up.
A/N: So yeah. Do you like it so far? Like I said, this story is sort of my story. My school life has had a bit of drama so I decided to make it a story! Now, if you're thinking "Who would make their love life a story on a site?", Me, okay? I would. There's no problem in that because it's not the exact same. I changed stuff around. Buttercup and Butch have superpowers on this story don't they? It's not like I have superpowers, too! There's differences, people! It's not my exact story that I'm writing!
I think my friend thought I was a little weird when I told her I wanted to make a story based on what's going on here with me. But she accepted to help me with it anyway! So thanks, ThisgoodgirlhasgonebadXD! Have you noticed we both have XD at the end of our pen names? XD I said that in my other story, Forbidden Love, too, didn't I?
Oh, and you can decide how old they are in this story. What grade they are in, and all that. That's why I haven't said an exact age.
Buttercup: And if you're having trouble understanding something, you can ask me. Just PM this JackieLimeXD bitch or review your question. I just hope you don't because I'm too lazy to answer.
Yup! You can ask questions! Reviews in this story will be answered in chapters, so fire away! And Buttercup, stop saying you're lazy, because you will answer their questions. That's what I pay you for!
Buttercup: You don't pay me shit!
Go practice your lines or something!
Haha, but anyway, let me know if you like it on the reviews! Now when I finish typing this, Imma get started on the next chapter! So Imma stop now. No, now. Okay, this time imma stop.
R&R! :) Okay, now I stopped. Bye!
Buttercup: Finally, she shut the hell up!
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