A/N: As soon as possible I upload the second chapter exactly as I had promissed. Despite, no one has reviewed I hope you're liking this.
Also, I'm so sorry if my narration isn't very good but english is not my native language, but even then I try to do my best.
From now, it's gonna be the Bubbles' POV, I don't know why but it's easier to me write this way.
CHAPTER 2: GUILTY
The image of Buttercup looking at me and her angered girlfriend was blinded by tears.
I couldn't put up with it no longer, so I ran into my bedroom. After closing the door, I felt as if the strength to keep standing was gone, so I let fall slowly sliding through the door until sit on the floor and lean my head on my knees.
"How could you do this, Buttercup? You're an idiot ... "I heard that Princess yelling from outside. "... while I worry about preparing a coffee, you take the opportunity to get jealous. Of course I know you do because you're tired of being who always feel jealous that all boys and girls at school come to me. And now you want to have that kind of attention, "she paused to ask puzzled:" Buttercup? ... Buttercup, listen to me! This is no time for sleep; you're talking to me, with the Princess Morbucks, the richest girl in Townsville! ... and your girlfriend, too. "
"You shut up! Your damn voice just stuns me more. It is not even true what you say, boys and girls just look for you and are kind when they need to do a party at a big place, as they did today, and other things they need from you, such as money. Damn it, I can't keep my eyes open ... would you be all right if we talk later? Perfect, at last we agree on something. You know where the door is. Good night! "
I started to hear that steps were going toward the bedroom close by mine, and after a strong close-door stopped.
"But, how can you go as well? I am your girlfriend ... and the richest girl in Townsville! Open the door!" Princess Morbucks continued yelling while knocking furiosly the door of Buttercup's room.
I felt a little relieved after listening to the conversation, as during it Buttercup had made it very clear that she no longer loved that girl, if she ever had done. But on the other hand, the obvious facts about their sexual preferences still kept me flabbergasted.
Several questions fluttering in my head ... how and when it happened? Why had never let his family to know that? For how long she had concealed the secret revealed tonight? But especially, if I was able to love her.
The days following this situation, I tried to talk to Buttercup as little as possible, and obviously avoid staying alone with her. It seemed a mutual and implicit agreement between both, as Buttercup also pretended that my presence and our kiss did not care.
The first class was around to start, so I went to my locker. As soon as I opened they fell sealed envelopes with stamps in the shape of heart, flowers, chocolates and small boxes of gifts. The boys and girls who were near looked at my cry of astonishment came.
The boys started to tell who was closer: "Well, it happens very often, and she mustn't be surprised." "That and more deserves the most beautiful girl in the school." "One day, would Bubbles accept to go out with any of us? I hope it's me the chosen one "...
While the girls said to her friends: "She is the most popular girl in school, I want to be like her." "I can't believe the boys prefer a girl with a hairstyle so child." "I am prettier and smarter than her"...
"I can't believe it! Someone gave you these delicious chocolate with almonds that I like so much. Are you going to invite me one, right?" Blossom said while was approaching me to help me pick up the nice gifts that boys had sent to me.
"Hopefully the chocolate boy had left his name somewhere" she said and looked for a note. "If I were so popular with them like you, surely I'd ask them for cramming my locker with candies, no matter they were anonymous."
"Popular? Of course I'm not. I'm so normal like the other girls at school. All of us have ever happened something like that."
"Are you sure?" she inquired cynical.
"Uhmm…Well, I think so…"
"I just realized why sometimes boys feel that you reject them. You are not aware of the situation."
"But ... it's without intention." I replied worried. The idea of hurting someone I thought was very cruel.
"Of course."
"Hey, you two... Do you think stay out there? The class is nearly to begin." Buttercup shouted from the door of the classroom. She not even approached us. She believed the idea of the secret suitor and his sweets gifts was stupid.
"We're coming" Blossom answered.
Quickly, I took off the sheets that still remain into my locker.
"I'm going to read this notes after school. Now, help me to pick up this."
There were too many things, so we had to put away some into Blossom's locker, and others in our backpacks.
"Well... you take too long" Buttercup grumbled when we entered to the classroom and looked for a place near her.
In the class I watched Buttercup. She doesn't matter what the professor was saying and flicked through a sports magazine that she had placed inside a book to simulate she was reading the interesting lesson.
I just giggled. Her rebels and reckless attitudes almost always were very attractive to me. When I started to be in troubles during the battles, was Buttercup who protected me. But when I tried to thank her, she always answered: "You are the weakest sister, remember?"
After completing the class schedule, Blossom had decided to stay in the school library. She said there was the best place for doing homework.
We insist too much that she accompany us to back home, but we failed to do so.
It didn't seem to be the best idea, however, there was no other option.
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The silence between us was uncomfortable, and yet odd. I was not sure if I had the courage to talk to her and holding the gaze when she looked at me, though I tried.
"Look, don't you think this a cute draw?" I asked shyly.
Buttercup got to look at it. His seriously face showed a slight smile.
"I must accept… it's a very professional drawing."
"Really?"
"Yeah… You look… pretty good."
I blushed.
"Hey… What's wrong with you, Bubbles?"
She seemed upset.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I mean…" and she lifted an eyebrow. "Why are you blushing?"
"Because you were a little friendlier with me than in days before."
When she started to felt the flush in her cheeks, she tried to hide it looking away.
"Yeah. Whatever you say"
Despite his rudeness, I knew deep inside, Buttercup was a polite and tender girl.
"I thought we did not come with me for being... with her"
"Ah, you mean my... sorry, that girl. We have not even spoken since that night."
"You remember everything that happened?" I asked more ashamed than ahead.
"No ... well ... yes. I can... remember some things. "
Maybe I would have preferred not to answer otherwise compelled me to continue to talk about that, even though it was the best time to do it.
"I guess not lied when I confess your feelings especially if you were in that condition. You know, drunks never say lies."
"Huh?" These huge green eyes were opened surprised, "But if I admit I won't miss you, right?
What doubted for a moment. Yet it wasn't decided which was the best solution, because I was starting to get guilty about starting to have the same feelings she had for me and thought it was totally possible that there's a romance with my own sister.
"I don't know. Could we go to another place to talk about this?" I finally answered.
