YOOOO GUYS! THIS IS MY NEW STORY BASED OF ONE OF MY FAVVV DRAMAS AND ANIME. You might know me from lost hero, my Internets haven't been working so I try to update when I can so I'll try to update for Lost Hero by the end of this week.
This is based of the Korean dramas; It Started With a Kiss, and Playful Kiss. Some changes to the original plot will be made but the concept is the same.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls.
Chapter 1: The Letter
She could basically already hear her alarm clock ring in her ears as she pried her eyes open. Her mouth was dry, her eyes reddened and her hair was in a tangled mess that lay on her head. She absolutely dreaded mornings but she has gotten used to the same routine she's lived by since going to high school.
She could hear the tapping shake her newly renovated house, hearing the voices of her sisters at her door. She groggily sat at the edge of her bed, as she could already tell she was going to be in a bitter mood. The door to her room opened, to reveal one small petite blonde and one dark pixie haired beauty.
" Are you awake, Blossom?" the small blonde whimpered as she peaked inside her room.
"Yes, barely." She replied not meaning to sound as harsh as she did. Instead of replying back to her, the blonde entered her room, and went straight for her closet at the right side of her bed. The dark haired girl smugly entered and sat next to Blossom who seemed to get more annoyed as time passed on.
" You don't seem happy. What stick crawled up your ass this morning?" the dark haired girl smirked to see Blossom's scowl deepen.
" Not in the mood, Buttercup." She said rubbing her temples in the process.
The dark haired girl put her hands up and lay down on her bed, staring at the ceiling, not saying another word.
The blonde put a pink plaided skirt, a white dress shirt, a pink tie and their schools black jacket on the top of her bed. She gleamed, and stared at her sister to accept a similar reaction. Blossom thought nothing of it, since this happened every morning and she wore the same outfit everyday thanks to the school's dress code.
Her sisters wore something similar, but in their own respective colors of blue and green.
" Thanks, Bubbles." She said not sounding as grateful in her head. She gathered the clothes in her pale hands, and headed into the bathroom to change. She stared into her reflection, bags under her pink eyes, definitely not looking pleased to be woken up at 6:00 in the morning on a Monday. She changed rather quickly, took the brush out of her bathroom, and headed inside her room handing the brush to her sister.
Bubbles always enjoyed doing her sisters hair, of course, after doing her own. She never did much to her hair, just kept it a little bit past her shoulders and held in two pigtails like she did every morning. Never too much makeup, always just the right amount.
Buttercup was a different story. She always wore heavy eyeliner, with red lipstick on her thick lips. Though some thought the look itself was tacky, Buttercup always managed to pull it off.
She really couldn't say much about herself though. Blossom was indeed, stunning, but she never cared much about her looks nor studies. She was smart if she tried, but she hated all the snobby, smart people in her school and she didn't want to be piled up with them. And so, putting her in the bottom class. Her and sisters attended the F class, being one of the only students who didn't maintain a C+ average. But she didn't care. She was happy and proud to be in that class and happy to have more of a merit than those ungrateful people in the Special A classes.
" Done!" Bubbles squealed as she put Blossom's hair in her classic pintail with a pink bow on top. Bubbles got off from her bed and stared at Blossom's clock near her bed. Her eyes widened as she shot up like a bullet.
" We have to hurry! School's soon!" Bubble's said with anticipation in her voice. Blossom and her ran out of the room, and down the stairs. They grabbed their backpacks and ran out the door.
Buttercup has already long left with her skateboard, probably to catch up with her friends before school started. Thankful that her school was close to her house, Blossom made it to school with her sister on time. Tired from the workout they did, they went to their lockers to get their books for the next classes ahead.
Blossom's day was so far, a lousy one. She really wasn't looking forward to t teacher's lecture but she never paid attention in class anyway. She would just daydream about him.
You might be asking who is this, him, we're talking about. But he's not who you think he is or someone you'd think that Blossom would have any interest in at all.
And if you're dying to find out who he is, I'll just tell you. His name is Brick Jojo, the smartest boy in the entire school and probably state. He is little to say, a genius, only something to add with his charming attitude and gorgeous looks. And you're probably thinking, why would Blossom like someone like him? Well if you asked her, she'd probably wouldn't know either. Maybe because he seemed like the cool and silent type.
Maybe it was his brains in general. Or maybe it was because that he seemed so far, so far away from her reach that she wanted to know him better.
Blossom knew she wasn't the only girl who liked him. He was extremely popular with the girls, but strangely never have dated anyone which was a pity with his looks. Blossom would find herself daze off thinking about him, writing embarrassing things about them in her notebooks, and even dreaming about him.
So when did this obsession start? During orientation on her first day of High School, he had spoken a speech he had prepared. When he spoke, Blossom could see the confident glint in his eye, the way his hair was parted just right and his bright smile. Since then, Blossom's obsession only grew.
She always stared at him from a distance, admiring him from afar as he never even gave her a second glance. But she never minded. He seemed so different from all the other smart people that she wanted to know him more every day. She was indeed, obsessive and she was well aware.
Blossom headed to her class, opening the door to have a paper plane hit her face. Papers were being thrown everywhere, as she made her way to her seat next to her sisters. As they were in the middle of a conversation, Mitch, one of her other close friends popped out of nowhere.
According to her sisters, Mitch had liked Blossom for a while now, which was indeed true. But Blossom, being the dense person she is, never noticed it. She just thought he was protective which she never cared about since she was accustomed to him and his wacky ways.
" Hey Blossom! Are you okay? That paper plane didn't hit you hard did it?" he said inching closer to Blossom.
" No, I'm fine." She said smiling back at him in response, which she didn't notice, made him redden.
" Hey Romeo, we were in a middle of a conversation. Mind going now?' Buttercup replied to Mitch with sarcasm evident in her tone.
" No, would you?" Mitch said smirking back at her, making Buttercup put up her hand in a fist, as Bubbles held her down. Blossom just laughed at this, since it was the regular routine.
Class had begun, and like always, she dozed off thinking about the only person who could invade her thoughts on a regular basis. She really didn't want to be like this. It was already her second year of high school and she didn't want to waste it on some guy who wouldn't even give her the time of day.
But she was an extremely hypocritical person, and always seemed to back out on her word. Always swearing to only love her teddy bear, but always backing out of her swears the very next day. She was just drawn to him. She couldn't help but stare at him and his magma red eyes.
Though, she was getting tired at just admiring him. Was she the same as all his other admirers? Was she nothing but a face in a crowd?
No, Blossom refused to accept this as her fate. She was going to have to do something to change her destiny. Will Blossom stand for this?
" NO!" she screamed unintentionally in her class as all the students heads turned to face her, including her teacher as he just glared at her. She sunk into her seat, and shyly apologized to the class and anxiously waited for the bell to ring.
As class ended and all the students scrambled out of their seats to head to lunch, she waited for her sisters and was going to ask them for their advice.
Bubbles and Buttercup were the only ones Blossom confided in to talk about to her crush. It's not like the others were untrustworthy, they were just, well, blabbers.
As they went to their usual spot to eat outside, under her favorite tree, as she got herself comfortable she told her sisters what has been on her mind.
This wasn't new to them since Blossom would unconsciously lead into conversations about him, as they talked for what felt hours to Buttercup. Bubbles though, had plenty of relationships so her experiences in this playing field per say, helped Blossom plenty.
" Guys, I desperately need your help. I'm sick and tired of liking the same guy for so long, with nothing happening. I really want to get over it, but I can't. Can you help?" Blossom pleaded as she leaned to her sisters in a begging position.
They were both a little taken back, expecting another conversation on how great of a person he is. They knew Blossom would come to this realization at some point, but not this soon. She was an obsessive person after all.
A moment of silence ran through them, as Bubbles rubbed her chin, stroking her imaginary beard. Then, Bubbles gasped and looked at Blossom with twinkling eyes.
" You should confess!" she squealed as both, Buttercup and Blossom just gaped at their sister. Confess? That was the last thing Blossom thought of doing, or wanted to do. Why would someone like him, like someone like her?
" How?" she said trying not to sound as if she was considering the idea.
Another silence ran through them till Bubbles replied.
" Write him a letter! You don't have to tell him in person, and you can pour your feelings in it! If you impress him, maybe he'll have some interest in you!" she said squealing and flailing her arms back and forth.
" No way! He would never go for a girl like me!" Blossom replied, sulking.
" Think about it," Bubbles began, " You can finally tell him how you feel, and if he doesn't like you, you can get over it. But I don't see why he wouldn't. You're beautiful, which guy wouldn't want you?"
" I can think of one."
" Just consider it, okay?" Bubbles said sighing in the process, and returning to her sandwich that lay on her lap.
The rest of the day was bland. Ignoring teachers, dazing off in classes, and receiving back their tests that she failed, which was nothing new to her.
But Bubble's words rang in her head, almost pushing her towards a pen and paper. When she would past him in the hallways, her heart would skip beats. She felt as of she was confronting him in person and that made her heart beat more.
As the final bell rang, and her and sisters began to walk home, consisting of small chat throughout the walk, she decided to take the chance.
The blue clear sky, gave her some hope, but didn't fill the void in her chest. She was nervous; as any normal girl would be for confessing to the guy she's liked for more than a year.
But the reassurance from her sisters made it all worth the while. And with the sun gleaming across her face, she walked home with a smile, ready to do something she never though she would do.
And you may be asking, who am I? Well, lets just say I'm a fairy godmother of sorts. Their story is in my hands and their fates at my fingertips. Their lives will change and their fates will cross, their lives will never be the same.
This is where it starts. They're journey.
Things couldn't go wrong…right?
And with that, our story begins…
Author's Note: This is the first time I ever written a story like this so I'm pumped! I think it cool to have like an interactive in a way LOL! Hope you like it the next chapter is going to feature the letter and her confession. Hope you are as excited as I am! I want to get 5 reviews to test out this stories quality before I update again. If people don't like I simply won't update. So review and Thanks for Reading! R&R