CH.2 The Mall Encounter

By: Lumina Krausse

Bubbles payed for the last of her purchases. She headed out with the six shopping bags she had in her hand. She was daydreaming while she was walking, when suddenly,

OOF!

She had fallen on top of someone. "Oops. I am so sorry. Are you okay?" She tried to get up, but her bags, which she just realized were heavy, weighed her down. Her white jeans were a bit dirty from the asphalt. "I'm fine." The person responded, sitting up. Bubbles looked at the person she had just bumped into. Pink flushed her cheeks. She then realized, she was still sitting on the person's lap. "Do I know you?" She asked, smiling. The blonde boy,was wearing a blue shirt with black stripes, and black jeans with blue shoes. "Uhh...You might. You seem familiar to me." He said. He saw that the girl sitting in his lap was wearing white jeans, a blue spaghetti strap shirt and had her hair in ponytails. "You seem familiar to me too." She said. Suddenly they both were blushing at the position they were in. "Umm...Do you...need help with those?" The boy asked shyly.

Bubbles snapped. Her bags. "Oh, uh..." She thought to herself for a moment. Well, These bags are heavy...but what would the girls say if I brought this random guy home? Well, I can just have the satisfaction of walking home with him, He's soooo cute! "Uuuh...Excuse me?" Bubbles snapped again. "Oh. Yes, that would be so nice." She said to the familiar face. He smiled blushing as well, and thought, I think I might be onto something here. Though she seems familiar, maybe I'll remember while walking home with her. The boy smiled. Bubbles blush turned a brighter pink, when she got off of the boy's lap.

Meanwhile...

"Hey...uhhh, Blossom?" Buttercup asked as they flew to Bessie's. "Yea, BC?" Blossom replied. "I...uhhh..." Buttercup hesitated. Should I tell her what I saw...na, she'll just laugh. "Do you think Bubbles is okay, ya know...flying over to Bessie's on her own?" Blossom smiled. "I'm sure she is, and if she need's us, we'll know." Buttercup nodded in agreement. Soon, they reached Bessie's two-story home.

Blossom knocked on the door.

Bubbles and the boy walked down the sidewalk, silent. "So..." Bubbles said, breaking the silence. She carried three bags, while the boy carried the three heavier ones. "What's your name?" She asked. The boy, looking down at the ground, responded, "Boomer.." Bubbles stopped. "Boomer...I've heard that somewhere...ah, well." She continued to walk alongside Boomer. "So...what's...uhh...your name?" Boomer asked. He continued to look at the ground. Suddenly, as if something were coming, his head shot up at the road before them. "Oh, my name is--" She was distracted. She saw a 18 wheeler coming her way. As it got closer, she realized she had walked into the road. For some reason, she froze. Boomer dropped a bag, and grabbed Bubbles' arm. Once again, mostly becuase of the shock, she fell ontop of him. "I wonder if this is going to be an everyday thing with you." Boomer said in a mere whisper. Bubbles blushed. Then, they both started laughing in their awkward position.

"Thanks. Oh, and my name is Bubbles." Was all she managed to say. Boomer smiled. Though in the back of his mind, her name somehow triggered something. Bubbles...where have I heard that?? He thought. Bubbles got up, and she offered her hand to help Boomer up. Boomer grabbed it, and stood. He blushed red, and so did she. "Umm...Really, Thanks...for saving me, I mean." Bubbles said. "Oh, its no problem, Bubbles." Boomer said. He picked up the bags off the floor. Boomer noticed some of the scattered items on the sidewalk from when Boomer fell on top of him. He reached out to pick up a blue hairband, when Bubbles' hand fell on his. "Uhh...Nice choice of color." Boomer said, his blush was more red. Bubbles smiled despite her reddening face. "Blue's my favorite color." Boomer smiled. "Mine too."

Blossom and Buttercup were rolling out their sleeping bags in Bessie's room. Suddenly, Bessie flew in. "What's up?" She asked, sitting on her bed. Everything in her room was aqua green, her favorite color. "What's up? You being late for your own slumber party, That's what's up!" Buttercup said, thrusting the basketball at her. Bessie laughed. "Oh BC, I am never late. You guys came early, that's all." Blossom rolled her eyes. "I don't want to hear quotes from 'Princess Diaries' right now, Bess." Bessie rolled her eyes in imitation of Blossom. "Whatevs. So BC, ready to owe me 20 bucks?" Bessie said, holding the basketball. Buttercup smiled deviously, "Oh but it will be you owing me money, my overconfident friend."

Bessie opened the window to her bedroom, and she flew to the backyard, where her basketball court was. Buttercup grabbed the ball from Bessie, flying down with it. Bessie looked at Blossom, who seemed to be reading the book. "Ya coming, Bloss? We'll need a scorekeeper to keep it fair." Blossom reluctantly put her book down and flew out the window as well. When Bessie closed her window, she muttered to herself, "I wonder where Bubbles is..."

Bubbles took a turn just before they got to her street. She wanted to talk to Boomer more. "I thought you said your house was that way." Boomer asked. "It is...I just thought...it would be more fun to walk this way." Bubbles said. Boomer smiled, and blushed. "So..Bubbles.." Boomer looked at Bubbles. He was nervous. "Yea?" Bubbles asked, blushing at Boomer. She liked the way he said her name. "I'd really like it if...ya know...we could talk like this again sometime..." Boomer said, looking back down at the ground and reddening. Bubbles grew red as well. "Sure." She said. She then remembered she had her cellphone. It was blue, of course, with fake rhinestones on the cover. "What's...your number?..." She asked, thinking that the question sounded silly and blushing tomato red.

Boomer gave her his number, then pulled out his phone and got her number. They both were blood red as they walked down the sidewalk. Bubbles then remembered something. "If you were in the mall parkinglot, weren't you going to get something?" She asked. Boomer shook his head, it made his blonde hair sway over his eyes. She blushed at what she thought. "No. I was just going to go because I got bored of doing nothing at home." He said. Bubbles nodded and the remembered her slumber party. "Umm...what time is it?" She asked. Boomer slid one bag down his arm and moved his sleeve. "It's about 6:00. Why?" Bubbles shrugged. "Oh, I just need to be somewhere after this." She said. When I get to Bessie's I'll tell the girls that I was held up in the line. Then I'll tell them that the cashier messed up the receipt, so I had to wait longer. Bubbles looked up at Boomer. "He'll be my little secret." She whispered, thinking aloud. "What?" Boomer asked. "Oh." Bubbles looked up, embarrased. "Uhh...heh...Sorry, I was thinking out loud." She said. The pink on her cheeks grew more red than before.

Buttercup and Bessie were about mid-game. "Time-out." Bessie said. Buttercup shook her head. "No...time...outs...unless...you're a...wimp..." Buttercup said between breaths. "Well,...if you don't...want to...have some...of my mom's lemonade..." With that, Buttercup ran into the house. Blossom followed after. Bessie's mom made the sweetest pink lemonade ever. They loved it. Bessie went in and grabbed the fresh pitcher of lemonade. She poured three glasses, then went to the pantry, and took out oreos. Blossom made a face. "Ew. You're going to eat oreos with lemonade?" Bessie nodded, took out and oreo and waved it in front of Blossom's face. "See this, Bloss?" She said, then she dunked it and took a large bite out of it. Blossom stuck her tounge out. "That's so gross." "Yea," Buttercup said, "I mean, C'mon Bess, Chocolate Chip goes SO much better with lemonade." (I like both, :p) Bessie made a sourface at Buttercup. "Sure, sure." She said. "So where's Bubbles?" She asked.

"Oh, she went shopping." Blossom replied. Buttercup grabbed a napkin and wiped the sweat on her forehead. "Yea, she's probably just remembering to get over here." Bessie laughed. " Bubbles won't miss much. The only thing she'll miss is her sister's defeat at Basketball."

Buttercup spit out her lemonade. "Oh yea, Bess? Well Bring it!" She said playfully. Bessie ran outside onto the court. "Here we go again..." Said Blossom as she grabbed her scoreboard paper.

Bubbles and Boomer had finally stopped walking in front of Bubbles' house. "So this is where you live?" Boomer said. "Yep." Bubbles answered, trying to get her key from her purse. "Nice place. So where are you going after this?" Boomer asked. "I'm going to a friend's house. We're having a slumber party." Boomer nodded. "That's cool. So...I guess I'll call you tommorow?" He asked as Bubbles unlocked the door and put the key in her purse. "Umm...Yes. I would like that." Bubbles said. Boomer smiled. He touched her hand. "Umm...Bubbles, I wanted to say, This day was completely boring until you came. Thanks." Bubbles smiled at him and blushed. "So was mine. Thank you for saving me." Bubbles then realized how close she was to him. I shouldn't do this...but I really want too...Oh well, I will anyway. She smiled to herself and looked up. Boomer's blue eyes were glistening just as much as hers. She slowly leaned in, and kissed him.