The Unexplainable

Buttercup and Butch had been friends since they were five. Suddenly, all these

mushy feelings are going on in them and are just unexplainable. Mostly greens

but some red and blues.

Bubbles has been dating Trey for nine months and Boomer has been crushing on her

since he could tie his shoes. She's failing algebra and he becomes her tutor.

But what if she falls for her blonde haired tutor?

Blossom and Brick are assigned to a project together. Cassie Morgan is an

obsessive stalker so Brick blackmails Bloss into dating him. But what if she

starts hoping they didn't date for fake?

1-The Drill, Shock, and Project

Buttercup

Three seconds. I had exactly three seconds to pull the lever as soon as Butch

gives me the thumbs up. I had my hand ready and kept looking at Butch as he

spray painted the cameras in the hallways. I bit my lip and then he gave me the

thumbs up. I closed my eyes and counted, three, two, one.

I pulled the fire drill and Butch and I flew next to the bathrooms, pretending

that we were casually exiting them. Students nearly ran each other over and the

teachers were freaking out. Butch and I looked at each other and couldn't

control our own laughter because we doubled over and clutched our stomachs. Oh

gosh. I think I feel a six pack coming on.

"Butch! Buttercup! Go find your classroom teachers!" Mr. Bekley, our social

studies teacher, ordered.

I managed to control my laughter enough to walk with Butch outside where all the

students were talking and trying to find their classes. The teachers were

huddled together and talking about who the hell pulled the fire alarm. See how

people overreact? They're lucky I didn't do an intruder alert. Everyone would be

pissing their pants right now. You know, that may be a good idea.

I caught Blossom's pink eyes and she glared at me. I gave her a smile before

walking over to her while Butch disappeared to go with his year long on and off

girlfriend, Missy.

"Hey Bloss. Did the alarm disturb your studying or were you in the middle of

doing extra credit?" I asked.

"I know you did it. You're so lucky I'm not telling Mrs. Morris about you," Of

course she will threaten me by telling the principal.

I rolled my eyes. Typical goody-goody Blossom. I found Buttercup standing with

the cheer squad in her itty bitty blue and yellow uniform. There was bows

holding her pig tails and she was twirling a strand of hair around her manicured

finger. I walked over to her and she smiled cheerfully before throwing her arms

around me.

"You saved my life! They were about to make me go on the tippy top of the

pyramid!" Bubbles overreacted.

"Do I need to remind you that you have powers?" I raised an eyebrow and pulled

away.

Bubbles giggled as she remembered before playfully hitting my arm. Vanessa, the

cheer captain, was calling the names of the cheerleader and Bubbles raised her

hand high when she heard her name. I walked away and stopped when I saw Butch

making out with Missy. I turned my back and just stood watching the school

building. I felt a burning feeling in my stomach as I thought of Missy. I

couldn't stand her!

You know when sometimes you don't like people but you really can't explain why?

That's how I feel about her. It was in kindergarten when she stole my cookies so

I punched her in the face. Her mother pressed charges and that's when we became

arch enimies. I bet she didn't even really like Butch. She just did it because

she knew he was my best friend and it would annoy me to no end.

"Hey B!" I heard Butch yell.

I turned back around where his arms were around Missy who was giving me an evil

smile. I gave her my realest fake smile before high fiving the hand Butch had

raised for me to slap. Missy had short straight, platinum blonde hair with one

hot pink highlight and cloudy gray eyes. Her lips were a plump and pulled into a

wicked grin and her nose was still crooked for when I had broken it. Otherwise,

she was flawless and popular. Honestly, she reminded me a bit of Katy Perry.

"Hey Missy! I heard about your melt down last week in the bathroom! Sorry about

your chipped nails," I patted her bare shoulder and she glared at me.

Butch chuckled but stopped when Missy looked at him.

"I'll see you later babe. I love you baby," Missy said in her nasaly voice

before stretching up and pressing her glossed lips on his.

It was gross. I looked away while they had their moment before she pulled away

and walked off with her barbie clan. Butch and I looked at each other, then the

confused teachers, before looking at each other again. We started cracking up

once more and my eyes began to tear. I'm surprised I wasn't arrested yet. I'm

sure pulling the alarm was illegal. Maybe since I'm a Powerpuff they let me off

with a thousand warnings.

"Oh...god! Did..haha, you see their faces?" Butch said between laughs.

I nodded since I was laughing so hard that I couldn't speak. I love messing with

the teachers. They're suppose to be smart but they really are oblovious to the

real world. My knees gave out and I fell onto the floor and laughed in my hands.

People were just looking at us like we were crazy.

But we were. Everyone knew how big of trouble makers we were already and I bet

they knew we were the ones who pulled the prank. We always are.

Q( -_-)_:_o_Q(-_- )

Bubbles

When I came home at six after cheer practice, I found four guys and my two

sisters in the livingroom sitting in the dark and munching on popcorn. Since

Buttercup and Butch are best friends, him and his brothers are always over. We

didn't really talk to Boomer and Brick much, but we were civil. I spotted Trey

on the couch and jumped on his lap before kissing his cheek. We had been dating

for nine months already and I was infatuated.

"Hey, Bubbs. How was practice?" Trey tore his eyes from the action movie playing

and asked me with real interest.

"They dropped me six times before I tumbled off the tip of the pyramid. I'm sore

all over my back so don't squeeze me," I told him.

Trey brought me closer and I snuggled in his warm chest. He had chestnut hair

with innocent brown eyes. I caught Boomer's eye and smiled at him and he gave me

a shy grin back before going back to the movie. That happened all the time. I

would be doing something and I could just feel his eyes on me. I would then look

up and see him staring at me, I would smile and he would turn away.

I didn't understand the movie at all. It was one of those movies where you have

to watch the beginning to understand it. All I understood was that the guy with

blonde hair was a hitman and kept shooting everyone. I raised my eyebrows at the

scene where the woman with the baby jumped in the river to escape the blonde

guy. Everyone knows babies can't swim.

I was still sweaty from practice so I told Trey I'll be right back before going

upstairs. We still lived in the same house that we had when we were five except

we put walls in our huge room to make three smaller ones.

When I walked out the bathroom after my shower, I bumped into someone and fell

back on my butt.

"Ow!" I squeaked.

I looked up and saw Boomer looking at me with amazing eyes. They were so...blue.

But they were mixed with some gray and green but they were mostly dark blue. He

gave me a shy smile.

"Uh... are you okay? Sorry... I, um, didn't see you," He said quietly.

I just thought shy guys were adorable! I smiled to reassure him that I was fine.

He held out his hand to help me and I took it. A electric shock shot up my arm

and we both just stared at each other before he pulled me to my feet. He rubbed

his neck but avoided looking at me.

"Thanks, Boomer! I'll see you around," I gave him another smile before walking

back downstairs.

I couldn't forget that shock, though.

Blossom

I was so exhausted. I stayed up doing the extra credit project for math and I

could barely focus on Mrs. Fuller's words. I shook my head, causing me auburn

hair to swing around. I even slapped my face, but I was still equally exhausted.

I yawned into my hand before rubbing my eyes. Good thing my make up was water

and smudge proof or else I'll look like a racoon right now.

"Blossom and Brick? You two will work together," Mrs. Fuller said before paring

up more students together.

I looked behind me where Brick was throwing a pencil at the back of some kid's

head. I rolled my eyes. I hated Brick. You don't even understand. He was such an

asshole and I couldn't stand him. He beckoned me over, since he was obviously

wasn't to get up himself.

I grabbed my things before walking over to the empty desk beside him. It was all

written on and had gum under it. The seat was scratched and one leg was a bit

shorter than the others. I placed my things down before frowning in disgust.

"What's wrong, Pinky? Want me to disinfect it for you?" He said sarcastically.

I glared at him and slowly sat down. The desk wobbled due to the short leg and

and I folded a piece of paper and stuck it under to balance it out. I popped a

Halls in my mouth and opened my pink Five Star notebook.

"What are we suppose to be doing?" I finally asked and looked Brick in the eye.

He seemed startled at that. I usually never ask for help. But I hadn't really

payed attention since I couldn't keep my eyes open or my brain to process the

information.

"We need to do a research paper. We have to pick an emotion or an adjective or

verb and explain how the human populartion relates to it. Like if you picked

happy, you could make a video, write a song, do a slideshow, or an essay on what

makes people happy, how happy feels, and what positive and negative effects does

it have. Get it?" Brick explained.

I nodded slowly and couldn't believe that Brick had actually been paying

attention. Mrs. Fuller passesd out the rubric for how she would be grading the

project and what requirements we need to meet.

"Remember, Class. You are helping your partner but you need to each have your

own project with a different topic. I don't want you to do your project all

yourself and then your partner gets all the credit for sitting there. It's due

in seven months and there will be no lates acceptable," Mrs. Fuller explained.

Seven months? I would have to hang out with Brick for seven months while doing

this project. I don't think I could last that long with out killing him. I

chewed my Halls before finally swallowing it. I felt the cherry flavor linger in

my mouth as I examined the rubric. These were lots of requirements but nothing I

couldn't do.

"What are you picking?" I asked Brick.

"Annoyance. Are you picking happiness?" Brick said with an eye roll.

"No. I'm picking honesty," I wrote it down in my notebook.

"Of course. Because honesty is the best policy," He said in what was suppose to

sound like my voice.

That's what I had used in my campaign when I ran for school president. It had

actually worked because I won and beat Marissa Clairington who was my ex best

friend. I glared at him and he chuckled. What was it that he found everything

amusing? See why I couldn't stand him?

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