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Blossom POV

"Ok kids" Mr. Jones said and clapped his hands. "Pass up your CD's with your songs on them." I pulled my groups CD out. My group was Bubble, Buttercup and me. We didn't always work together, we work sometimes with every kid in the class. Our song was "A moment like this", we just love that song, it's so sweet!

We all passed up the CDs and Mr. Jones put them on his desk so he could listen to them later. Suddenly

The classroom phone rang, Mr. Jones walked over and picked it up "Hello?…Oh is that right?…Again?…Ok I will be there in a second." He hung up and turned to us, "Ok guys, there is something up with the teachers bathroom-a water pipe exploded or something- they need some help, I will be right back, so talk or put in a movie or something. Try not to break anything. Crystal- no lighting germ x on fire, understand?"

Crystal groaned "I had to go to the hospital, I know. That only happened once! Can't you let it go?"

"No…" Mr. Jones said looking at her like she was crazy and then left. Great, this was just great. We were alone (other then all of the kids in the classroom) with the RowdyRuff boys. We are so screwed. As if hearing my thoughts Buttercup looked over at me, with no emotion on her face, but I knew she was hiding the fact that she was nervous. There were people in here that could get hurt if the boys start something, people we care about. Which is why I didn't start fighting when I first saw them. I don't like that the boys are here. I really wish they would go away, but I know they wouldn't.

They had come here and were in this class, which was weird. Why would they want to be in a class like this?

Everyone was talking and doing their own thing, not knowing the RowdyRuff boys were here and if they did know, they didn't care. Buttercup's nails were tapping the desks. Bubbles was sitting as still as a ice sculpture. I stood up and walked over to the classroom closet and started to dig through it. The closet was full of paper of all sizes, markers in thousands of colors, pencils- colored or drawing-, glue, scissors, blank CD's and everything you could think of.

I heard a flip flop flip flop flip flop sound and knew it was Bubbles. She walked over to me and asked as quietly as she could "What are we going to do? Why are they here? They have never gone to school before!" I shrugged not knowing.

"I don't know but don't talk to them. Don't even look at them. There are people we care about in here and I don't want them getting hurt if the boys start something. If they do, um, just fly out the window, so no one will get hurt, ok?"

She nodded her blond head. "Ok, Blossom." I continued to dig in the closet. I wasn't really looking for anything, I just wanted to get away from the boys the best I could. I sighed. I really have not clue why they are here. Not knowing, is a weakness and a big problem.

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Bubbles POV

The RowdyRuff boys. I can't believe it. They weren't gone long but they looked different. Hotter. All three of them. Tough. Sexy. Strong. Beautiful. They could take out any boy in this school. Even if they were all mouth watering - I don't think my sisters even know how hot they are-, Boomer drew my attention. I didn't stare at him. But I watched him and loved it. I was careful that that didn't show. Boomer, like his brothers, was tall and had perfect muscles but unlike his brothers he had blond hair and dark blue eyes. He had on a dark blue shirt and blue jeans and boots.

His brothers had on the same kind of shirts on but Brick's was red and Butch's was dark green. All had blue jeans and black boot.

I know it was hard on Buttercup no to fight them when they were right there but we couldn't fight them it was dangerous to the people in here. Our friends. Though she loved to fight she knew we had no choose. We have to wait and see if they do anything.

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Brick POV

They weren't don't anything. Boomer had been sure they would attack us but they haven't yet. We weren't going to attack them. We wanted to start over. My brothers and I have realized we love the girls. Yes, the RowdyRuff boys love the Powerpuffs girls. Sad but oh so true.

I loved Blossom.

Butch loved Buttercup (they would make a fun couple).

Boomer loved Bubbles.

It pissed Butch off that he loved Buttercup. It was so funny. He would complain about her all the time but you could tell he would be wrapped around her finger.

Boomer didn't mind his feelings for Bubbles. He had liked her for a long time.

I loved Blossom. I loved her smiled. The way she fought. The way she owned the room and didn't show fear. She was so beautiful. So graceful. She looked great with her red hair (so did I), some people couldn't pull off red hair, but she can.

We aren't back to hurt them, we are back to be with them. We need them. The RowdyRuffs and the Powerpuffs.

This is going to work- some how.

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