Hey everyone! I finally got a laptop. Thank goodness. Sorry for the late update by the way! Okay, so I had a story on fictionpress and someone had plagiarized. I've been wanting to know how to get a legit copy right. They say you automatically get copyright but I want the real deal. Anyone know how to get it? I've googled it but it doesn't say much about a price. But here's the story.
Chapter 2- Ditching, Tutoring, and kissing!
Butch
"Coral or sea green? I personally think the coral dress looked much better on my figure and my highlight won't look so bad," Missy asked while we sat outside eating lunch on a wooden bench.
I was watching Buttercup talking to Cody who was obviously checking out her boobs. Buttercup being Buttercup, was oblivious to it as she ate her carrot. Bubbles was giggling at a different table with the cheerleaders who barely knew how to yell a chant. I should know. They cheered for my basketball team. Blossom was reading a book next to a tree and Brick was sitting next to Missy, flirting with one of Missy's barbie friends named Gina. Boomer was talking to one of his football friends next to Cody.
"Butchie! Are you listening?" Missy grabbed my bicep.
"Oh yeah. Coral," I said nonchalantly.
"Okay. We can go get you a coral tie after school for the dance!" Missy clapped her hands excitedly.
"Coral? Isn't that pink?"
Missy nodded.
"Never mind. I pick sea green," I told her.
I have no idea why Missy was already getting ready for this stupid Prom. It was in seven or eight months for crying out loud! But she said that if she waited until it was almost Prom, all the good dresses would be gone.
I caught Buttercup's eye and saw amusement. She was enjoying me talk dresses with Missy. I glared at her and she rolled her emerald eyes before going back to talking to Cody, who had scooted closer to her.
"Um, Buttercup? Are you, like, even planning on going to prom?" Gina's valley girl voice asked.
"I, like, don't know," Buttercup mocked her.
I held back a chuckle but smirked instead. Buttercup was never the kind of girl to dress up and get ready for a dance. In all four years of highschool she has never been to one of them. I, however, was always getting asked out by tons of girls to go to one. But I started dating Missy a year ago, just for her looks. Plus, she was willing to do whatever I wanted. If you know what I mean.
Bubbles walked over to our table and sat next to Boomer. His face immediatly turned a light pink and I was ready to burst out laughing. Everyone knew Boomer had been crushing on Bubbles since he could tie his shoes.
"Hey Boomer. You have an A in algebra, right?" She asked in her chipper voice.
"Uh, y-yeah," He stammered.
I had no idea how he did. Brick was the smart one out of us yet Boomer had an A in freaking math! Well, to be honest it was the only class he was good at. The others he had a D in.
When Bubbles opened her mouth to say something else, the teachers came out informing everyone to get back in the building. The security guards were yelling at the ones who were going slow. I stood up and walked over to Boomer who was now alone and walking to the building.
"Why don't you grow some balls and tell her you like her?" I asked him.
"It's not that simple. To her, I'm her sister's bestfriend's brother. Plus, she's with Trey," Boomer explained.
I rolled my eyes. He was just too scared to do anything about it. I walked back to Buttercup who was checking her phone for text messages.
"Let's ditch, B," I told her.
"Huh? I got a test in Spanish, though," She protested.
We looked at each other before bursting out laughing. Buttercup, worrying abou a test? It's not ideal. I scanned around for teachers or security guards but saw they were all focused on other students. I grabbed Buttercup's arm and flew up into the air with her.
We entered the arcade that was full of other students who had ditched school today. It was the local spot for senior ditchers. And also a hot spot for hanging out. This arcade had a bowling alley, skating rink, games, and a food court.
"I bet you twenty bucks I can beat you at air hockey," Buttercup pointed to the empty air hockey table.
"Twenty bucks? You don't sound so sure," I said with a smirk.
"Fine. Fifty!" I shook her hand.
We walked over to the air hockey table and I paid a dollar for the damn thing to start up. At first, I was winning, obviously. There was no doubting my amazing skills. But then, Buttercup hit the puck so it hit the wall, then it bounced quickly into the goal where she scored. She smiled as I retrieved the puck and placed it back.
I hit the puck hard so it went straight into the goal, but she stopped it. Buttercup went to hit it back, except that she failed and it went backwards into the goal, earning me a point. I laughed and she glared angrily at me. It was 2-1. One more point and I win. Buttercup took a deep breath, then zapped my hand with a laser. I hissed and removed my hand just when the puck went into my goal.
"You cheated!" I accused her.
"You never said I couldn't use my powers," She stuck her tongue out at me.
That's it. I was planning on beating her. I tried to formulate a path to put my puck in. I'll aim it at the left wall, it'll bounce back and then hit the right wall. Then, it'll make an obtuse angle towards the corner of the left wall and the goal, bounce back to the middle right, and then hit the goal. I did exactly as I planned, but when it was a millimeter away from the goal, Buttercup hit in back towards my goal, making it and winning.
"Woot! Woot! In your face, Butch!" Buttercup cheered.
She did her victory dance of curling her tongue and shaking her hips, very nicely may I add.
"Oh shut up. Now stop, you're attracting attention," I grabbed her shoulder.
She laughed before placing her hand, palm up, in front of my face. I groaned dramatically before digging in my pocket for my wallet then pulled out a fifty. I placed it unwillingly in her hand.
"Yes! So what next? Let's eat," Buttercup exclaimed.
Food was her best friend, after me, of course.
"We just had lunch," I pointed out.
"I know. But Cody wouldn't let me take a bit of my burger. He wouldn't shut the hell up."
I chuckled and led her to the food court. She better not expect me to pay for her food.
Boomer
Football had been difficult to focus on during the whole practice. Maybe that was because the cheerleader were practicing outside. Bubbles was bouncing around in her tiny uniform, cheering loudly. I'll admit that our cheerleader had to be the worst cheerleaders out there. They were a bunch of air heads who just jumped around at our games, shouting mixed up cheers. That was just because Vanessa was the captain. She barely knew how to spell.
"Jojo! Good practice but next time keep your eye on the ball when Trey throws it to you," Coach told me.
I nodded and tore my eyes away from Bubbles. Did I forget to mention that Trey was on the football team with me? It was a pain in the ass. The guy had no clue how to play. That isn't true. He knew how to play, just not well. We were retreating back to the boy's locker room when I felt an arm wrap around my arm.
"B-bubbles?" I looked down at her tiny form.
"Hey Boomer! Like I was saying earlier, I was wondering if you can tutor me. Mr. Keller told me you were a top student and you can help me out since I'm failing," an adorable pout appeared on her lips.
"Uh, sure," I said uncertainly.
"Really? Yay! Come by my house in an hour!" Bubbles placed a friendly kiss on my cheek before skipping away.
I'm a hopeless teenage guy who was in love with an untouchable girl. She had never shown the slightest interest in me. We just had short conversations at get togethers or when I was over her house. Now I was going to be her tutor.
We were sitting on Bubble's bed and I tried explaining to her the problem once more. I still got that blank look on her face. I wasn't stuttering now. It was probably because earlier Bubbles told me I didn't have to be shy around her then she gave me this bright smile.
"I'm doomed! I'm going to fail algebra and be stuck in high school forever! They told me if I don't pass that I can't go to prom! That's horrible!" Bubbles yelled as she fell sideways on her bed.
I stared at her small body that was laying down, hopeless. She was a blonde Ariana Grande to me. Except her eyes were this bright blue that you won't find anywhere but on her. She closed those beautiful eyes as she just stayed there. The room had a very awkward tension and I wanted to jump out her window just to escape it. I cleared my throat and she peeked through her lashes.
"You think I'm stupid? Sometimes I feel like I am. Blossom always brings home an A plus while I bring the C. Even my boyfriend is smarter than I am! The beginning of the school year and I'm already failing. Who does that?" She seemed to be talking to herself more than she was talking to me.
"You're not stupid. If it helps, I think you're very smart. You have great determination. Just a little more and you'll be smarter than Blossom," I encouraged her.
A small tint of pink covered her cheeks. Bubbles leaned over and gave me a hug. Alright, it was awkward cause I froze up and couldn't hug her back. My face was most likely a bright scarlet.
"I needed that. You're awesome. I wonder why I haven't hung out with you before!" Bubbles smiled and pulled away from me.
I said nothing. She never spoke to me because I was just an awkward other guy out there to her.
Brick
"You neanderthal! How could you just take my notes and sell them! Now I have to pick a new topic!" Blossom yelled at me.
I sat there, absolutely bored. She was so repetitive. Every five minutes she had to remind me that she hated me. Goodness. Was there nothing spontaneous abou a powerpuff? I spun a pencil in the air while ignoring her. Maybe she needs a good teacher to help her live life. Seriously. I bet she has never even driven by a party. I glared at her when she snatched my pencil and snapped it.
"Wait don't you loosen up? It's just notes. If you're smart enough, you can rewrite them," I told her.
Incoming stalker. Cassie Morgan walked into the library wearing ridiculously bright red jeans with a white top. My eyes widened and I instantly jumped up, grabbed Blossom, and dragged her behind a bookcase.
"What are you-?" I put a hand over her mouth.
"Can you just shut the hell up for this one time."
Cassie Morgan has been after me since the eighth grade. The girl doesn't understand that I won't go after her. She even made a facebook fan page and a twitter account on me. Of course, I got millions of followers on there. But that's not the point. She crazy in love with me. I heard her loud gum smacking and moved Blossom and I to another bookcase.
"Why are we exactly hiding?" She whispered.
It's about times the girl listened to me. The last thing I need was for Blossom to yell out "He's over here!" I explained to her the whole situation and she just rolled her eyes.
"Why am I hiding, though?"
"I don't know. I didn't want to hide alone. That's weird. At least to other people walking by they'll think we're flirting or something," That's my best reason. I don't really know why I brought her along.
"Bricky!" I heard that obnoxious voice call.
I panicked. I swooped down and kissed Blossom. I have no idea why! I expected her to freeze my so bas that I'll get severe hypothermia and they'll have to amputate my legs (no offense to anyone out there!), but instead she kissed me back. It was hesitant at first, but she still did it. I places a hand on her lower back and pulled her close and she must have had no idea where to put her hands. She settled them on my shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Cassie practically shrieked but the librarian shushed her.
Blossom instantly pulled away from me. Looks like the spell was broken. I looked at Cassie who just stood there, completely shocked.
"Hey there Cassie. Didn't you know that Blossom was my girlfriend?"
