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456- Blossom and Buttercup are more middle-class! In this chapter it will go more in depth with their place. And Buttercup is more of the loner/rebel type than anything! And thank you! :)

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8:07 a.m. - Townsville High

Boomer shuffled into school, his head drooping from the lack of sleep. All he could think about last night was the project, how terrifying it will all be. It was still all he could think about, it hadn't even come close to leaving his mind

He then bumped into someone. "Oh Boomer I was just looking for you!" said Ms. Handrick, the teacher for the exclusive creative writing class. Boomer's chest swelled up. This was it. Please let me into the class PLEASE. "Your piece was phenomenal Boomer! I was very impressed. I already switched your third hour English class with mine, I look forward to seeing you!" She said cheerfully as she blended with the swarm of oncoming students.

10:18 a.m. - Townsville High (3rd Hour)

When Boomer entered the classroom of his creative writing class, his eyes scanned for a familiar face. He expected to find Blossom or maybe even Brick, but he could not find a familiar face out of the fifteen other students. That was until he was taken in by stunning blue eyes, only one person had eyes of that color, and that was Bubbles Sinclair. He had never had a class with her, ever. So this was the moment of his fantasies, he never thought that'd he ever be this close to her in his entire life.

His thoughts were interrupted by Ms. Handrick, "Boomer," she said in a hushed tone, "Everyone read the pieces that got them into this class yesterday," His heart beat instantly shot up, he felt as though he was going to pass. "But your piece was more personal to someone in this class, I'm just going to let it slide today." He breathed a sigh of relief, if that had happened he would've been an even bigger outcast than he already was.

Ms. Handrick took to the front of the room, "Alright class we have one more student joining us today, this is Boomer Beckman and why don't sit by.. hmm… how about the seat behind Bubbles!"

He walked over to his new seat behind Bubbles, she was staring out the window, this was probably his only opportunity to get this close of a look at her. She was wearing a white tank top and jean shorts that showed just off her sun-kissed skin. Her long hair was in two perfect, low pig-tails. I like pig-tails.

2:41 p.m. - Townsville High (8th Period)

It was suddenly the last period of the day. The five members of the group were now together to discuss the plan.

"You know," Boomer was the first to speak, which was shocking enough, "Why don't we do this experiment with Blossom or Buttercup? Not trying to offend you or anything but why me?"

"Ouch." Buttercup said, "But it's really simple. I could care less if I'm an 'elite' or not. You on the other hand have probably wanted to be next to Bubbles Sinclair since grade school."

"I'm very focused on my studies, do you seriously think I would give that up just for a few parties and a lunch spot? I don't think so." said Blossom in a slightly offended tone.

"They're both lying, they would love it and they know it," said Brick, "But I said you in the first place because I know that your family is loaded."

Boomer's eyes widened in shock. He had been so careful to keep this all a secret. "How- Why do you think that?" Boomer said, trying to keep his composure.

The others looked at Brick as this news was stunning for all of them. "Okay Boomer, I was skipping class last year and saw your dad drop you off at school in a fucking Bentley, so don't even try to deny it."

"Why would you hide that?!" Blossom practically yelled. "Do you have any idea how lucky you are? You can be friends with respected people, you can have a car and nice things, and you can go to any fucking school you want because you can pay for it! All of you wonder why I always try so hard, it's because I need as much scholarship money as I can get because I'm stuck with only a mom that owns a flower shop!" Blossom finished her statement with a red face and was breathing heavy.

"She's fucking right." said Buttercup, "You have no reason to fucking hide this when it will only benefit you. I bet your parents are still together too?" Boomer was trying his best to avoid eye contact. "Wow. You really don't have a fucking thing to complain about do you?" She said as she scoffed and tried to hold in her anger.

"Anything you have to say?" Butch said, actually feeling sympathy for being bitched at.

"I kept this a secret because of what's expected. All of the elites, they have a title or some type of accomplishment behind them, I don't. There's nothing special about me. I'm okay in school, I'm okay in sports, and I am the least sociable person I can think of. Basically, I''m too much of a disappointment to be an elite." Boomer said in a shaky voice, afraid of the outcome.

"Now I feel like an asshole." Buttercup said with her head slightly down.

"I too feel as though I jumped to conclusions." Blossom said in a saddened tone.

"Well…" Butch started, "At we know why Blossom is named after a flower…" The whole group started to giggle, then the laughter grew.

"Haha you are hilarious Butch, but now that we know this, it's actually a great advantage!" Blossom said. "Now you'll at least be able to maintain your status."

"That's what I was saying!" Brick said, "But we seriously need to figure out where we're going to get him new clothes."

"The mall?" Butch said in a confused voice.

"Really? No shit." Buttercup retorted, "He meant like what stores? What look are we going for? That stuff!"

"I liked you better yesterday when you weren't so salty." Butch quipped back at her.

"I was always salty." she replied.

"Oh please, do tell!" Butch said while getting in her face.

"That's enough flirting you two." Brick interrupted. "Any input from the rest of the group?" He said while looking at Blossom and Boomer.

"Can't I just dress normal?" Boomer asked, "Like upscale normal? Is that a thing?" he asked with interest.

"I guess yeah, so what stores?" Brick asked the rest of the group. All he got in response was blank stares. "Does seriously no one in this store know where to shop for normal guy clothing?" Still silence.

"I guess that's a 'no' in response to your question." Butch said.

"Well that's just great," said Buttercup, "Now what?"

"Now," Brick started, "I make a call."

3:23 p.m. - Townsville High (8th Period)

"Hello?" came the voice from the other end of Brick's phone.

"Yeah Bubbles, it's Brick. Look a need to ask you a question." Brick replied.

"I'm not really interested in going out with you if that's what you were saying.." Bubbles replied.

"Ouch." Butch said in the background. The rest of the group laughed at the situation while Brick just glared.

"Uhh yeah that wasn't really it, I have a friend who wants to get some new 'normal' clothes, where would you suggest?" Brick said in response

"Umm… okay? I guess I would suggest Buckle, American Eagle maybe, Scotch and Soda, Lacoste… that's all I can really think of for guy clothes.. Is this seriously the only reason you called me?" Bubbles replied.

"Yeah! So thanks for the help Bubbles! Bye!" Brick said then hung up.

"Alright well that was really cute." said Buttercup, "But we have another issue, are we all going out together…?"

"Yeah that might be a problem…" said Butch.

"How is that a problem?" said Blossom in a tone that was slightly offended.

"Because red," started Butch, "If we're seen together, people will notice and it could start questioning."

"Okay so then what?" Boomer asked.

"We get disguises, at least I think we should." Buttercup said.

"Alright then! Butch and I will meet you guys at the mall right after school, you okay with taking them Buttercup?" Brick said as an option

"Yeah that's fine." replied Buttercup.

"Alright! See you guys in like 15 minutes." Blossom said as they exited the room when the bell rang.

3:44 p.m. - Townsville Mall Parking Lot

The Townsville Mall was flourishing with the city. Deciding to meet at the entrance, the group came together.

Buttercup had a grey, slouchy hat in her car and decided to put that over most of her hair. Blossom put on a baseball cap and a hoodie that Buttercup also had in the car. Boomer stayed in his regular clothes since we would be changing out of them anyways. Brick put on a sweatshirt and put the hood over his head. Butch put a baseball hat on backwards and kept his sunglasses on.

"Well," Buttercup started, "We look like we're just going to steal stuff now."

"But we aren't Buttercup!" Blossom said in a sort of motherly tone.

"Just pointing that out.." Buttercup said in response.

8:04 p.m. - Townsville Mall Parking Lot

"That was way too much shopping in that small of a time period." Butch said as each member of the group had at least six shopping bags in their arms.

"For once, I will agree. That was ridiculous." Buttercup agreed, plopping the bags in the trunk of her car.

"I thought it was kind of fun!" Blossom said, "And we got tons of great transformation footage, so it wasn't completely ridiculous." The tired group shrugged in slight agreement.

"So we'll follow you guys then?" Brick asked while motioning to Boomer, Blossom and Buttercup.

"Wait, what?" Boomer asked.

"Well we do need to go to your house dude, just to figure out shit for tomorrow." Butch cut in.

"And we're all a little curious as to what you've been hiding." Buttercup said in a sing-song voice as she handed Boomer the keys.

8:23 p.m. - Beckman House

"Before we go inside," Butch started as the stood in front of Boomer's House. "We need to check out your ride. Because there is absolutely no fucking way you don't have some type of car with a house this size."

Boomer sighed, feeling like fighting it wouldn't do anything. He walked up to his garage with the group in tow, punched in the code of the keypad and the door rose. In the garage was six cars, six very nice cars. From the left was a Silver Porsche Panamera, a Matte Black Maserati Granturisimo, a White Aston Martin Rapide, a Black Bentley Continental GT Speed, a Black Maybach Excelero, and a Grey Rolls Royce Ghost.

"What the fuck?" Buttercup said. "The is the most expensive room I have ever been in."

"Are these all like options for you?" Brick said as he gazed at the Maybach in pure excitement.

"Not really," Boomer started, "The Maybach is like basically off limits altogether, and my mom's car is the Porsche, my dad has the Bentley, and I mean I'd have to ask but the rest are yeah, I guess they are."

"Honestly, I don't know anything about cars in the slightest, but this is pretty impressive." Blossom said.

"Get used to it Boomer! Once Bubbles sees this, her panties will be flying across the room!" Butch yelled, "So can we come inside?"

8:43 p.m. Beckman House

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Boomer shouted as him and the group stood before the staircase. The others just looked around the house, the art in the area, family photos, the works.

"Boomer, I wasn't expecting you get home this late." said Boomer's father, who came in with a white button up and dress straight pants. He looked very similar to Boomer, his hair was only slightly darker and his face was just a slightly different shape. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were bringing people over! I'm David Beckman, my wife, Victoria isn't home right now she's in a meeting but please make yourselves comfortable."

"Are you David Beckman as in Beckman Law Firm?" Blossom asked.

"Why yes that's me, and you are..?" David asked with actual interest.

"Blossom Turner, my mother owns the flower shop downtown, The Tilted Tulip." Blossom replied with confidence.

"Oh yes! Delightful shop, your mother owns a great business." David replied. Blossom smiled to herself.

"I'm Brick Lancaster, nice to meet you sir." Brick said with an extended hand for a handshake.

"Amy's son! Very nice to meet you as well." David said in return.

Buttercup stepped up, "I'm Buttercup Henderson, my dad own's the auto parts shop on Green Blvd."

"I thought you seemed familiar, he does nice work, very impressive actually!" David said to her.

"And I'm Butch Hyland, my dad owns Hyland Construction and my mom is the head of Valley National Bank." Butch extended his hand as well.

"Well your parents sure now how to run businesses I'll say!" David replied, very enthusiastically about his son's visitors. "But I'll let you guys be, nice to meet all of you!"

All of the group said some type of farewell to Boomer's dad. Then all faced Boomer.

"Your dad is fucking hot." said Buttercup with lust all across her face.

"Thanks… so are we going in my room or…?" Boomer asked, trying to remember how he had left his room that morning.

"Yep! Definitely!" Blossom said as she pulled out the video camera from her bag.

Boomer wouldn't deny it, he had a pretty big room and it's not like it didn't satisfy him. It had a large television, multiple books, almost every type of video game console, and his room had a very large skylight above his bed, which saw the night sky perfectly.

"Dude if girls knew about this earlier, you would be getting laid just for the view!" Butch said as he plopped on the bed.

"Yeah because that's the goal in life, obviously." Buttercup said while rolling her eyes and looking at Boomer's collection of DVDs.

"Well baby, I'm not sure that you would know but about that. But if you want we can take a little ride to pound-town later." Butch said to Buttercup with a wink.

"That was actually pretty disgusting." Blossom said to the situation as she made sure the camera got every inch of Boomer's room.

"For once I'll agree with red on that." Brick said. "But seriously Boomer, this is great. Like this could not get any more perfect for what we're trying to do here."

"Got that right!" Butch exclaimed, "I'd be surprised if Bubbles' panties didn't drop immediately as she walks into this room."

"I think you have a problem referencing Bubbles' panties at every opportunity." Blossom said in response. "I mean really, you're making Boomer feel uncomfortable." The group looked as they saw Boomer's face turned to a crimson color.

"What can I say? It's a gift. But seriously how you can you not think about it? I mean it is one of the few elite panties that I haven't had the pleasure of coming into contact with." Butch retorted.

The thought of Bubbles made Boomer's heart quicken, that it was now even a possibility that she could be in his room.

"So enough of that. Boomer, Me and Butch will meet you in the parking lot at 7:50 tomorrow morning, dress to fucking impress kid." Brick said.

"Then what?" Boomer asked, anxiety clear in his voice.

"Dude, chill. I'll be with you the entire time, it's going to be fine. Anyways, after that we'll walk into the quad, Butch will go off and do whatever Butch does, you and I will go and sit at my table on the stairs." Brick replied.

"What?! Me sit on the steps?" Boomer asked, obviously overwhelmed.

"Yeah Boomer, if you want to be an elite, you sit on the steps." Brick answered. "But we should all get going, you need your rest. See you tomorrow Boomer, remember at 7:50."

The group dispersed, leaving Boomer ultimately alone to anticipate the day to come.

7:51 - Townsville High Parking Lot

The is going to be so fucking terrible, I'm going to make a fool of myself and that'll be the end of it. It'll all be over.

"Not bad actually." Brick said as he inspected Boomer's outfit choice which was a dark blue v-neck and dark tan shorts.

"So you ready?" Butch asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Boomer replied.

This is so terrifying. I can hardly breath right now and I feel like my heart is going to drop into my stomach. The adrenaline is incredible though, I can see why Brick enjoys this walk so much. Oh god, it's the six, right there, and they're looking at me. They're probably wondering who the fuck I think I am for doing this. And her… she looks great, which isn't surprising. But for once she's not ignoring me.

She's looking at me, but not in confusion or intrigue like the rest, or just wondering who the fuck I am. She's looking at me as if to say, 'You're doing okay.' Or I'm just insane, but for some reason, that look she gave, whatever it was, was reassuring.

I'll be honest, this might be terrible. But it's mostly just a fill in the blank chapter, and it's 3:00am right now as I'm finishing this so I'm sorry if this really sucks. But thank you all for reading this and giving me feedback! I really appreciate all of it!